Five days have passed and the neighbors were officially out of the apartment. Scott, Austin, Kimby and Karlie were helping Jim, Sean and Tom paint their new apartment in preparation for moving in. Taylor stayed at her apartment, since she didn't want Mikayla around the paint fumes. 
                              "Jesus, are we done yet?"
                              "Do we look done Austin?"
                              "Kar, I'm just saying. We've been here forever. I'm fucking tired. I need a break. You look like you could use one too."
                              Austin was right, Karlie was exhausted. She was wearing overalls with a sports bra underneath. There were paint splatters on her clothing, and her face from where she itched herself. Her hair was in a messy bun with strands of hair stuck to the side of her sweaty neck. 
                              She went over to her apartment to grab some drinks and asked Austin to place a pizza order.
                              Karlie went straight to the kitchen and began to grab some drinks. When Taylor came around the corner, she found her wife bent over grabbing some items that were all the way in the back. She came up behind her and grabbed her hips, pulling her wife's butt against her.
                              "Umm, hi babe." Karlie said as she continued what she was doing.
                              Taylor leaned forward and began kissing her back as she rubbed her wife's upper thighs. Karlie stood up and turned around, holding roughly eight Gatorade bottles in her arms. Taylor just smiled as she leaned up and headed straight for Karlie's neck.
                              "Not now Tay. I'm tired and sweaty and feel gross. Austin is ordering pizza. I'm gonna run the drinks over. It's taking forever to get the apartment painted."
                              The singer dramatically leaned over the counter top, groaning as her wife left out the front door. She desperately needed some sexual gratification and would do everything in her power to make Karlie hers later that night.
                              Pizza finally arrived and everyone ate over at the girls apartment. The baby had gone to bed rather early because she didn't take a nap earlier in the day. They all sat around in the living room, watching a football game that Austin turned on. Taylor was sitting on a chair as everyone else opted to sit on the floor, since they were all dirty. The singer began to massage her wife's neck and shoulders as the model watched the game.
                              "Good God Taylor, let the poor girl eat. She's been painting since she got home from work."
                              "Shut up Austin, mind your business. Am I bothering you Kar?"
                              "No. It feels good actually."
                              Taylor stuck her tongue out at her brother as she continued. Karlie scooted back, so that she could lean against the chair, between Taylor's legs. She wrapped an arm around one of her wife's legs and kissed the inner part of her knee. At this point, the slightest touch sent the singers body screaming for more. Taylor wrapped her arms around Karlie's neck and whispered, "Let's go upstairs."
                              "I want to finish the game first. It's really good."
                              Ughhh, what the fuck- Taylor groaned to herself.
                              Karlie leaned her head back, resting it against the singers crotch. Taylor was ready to die. She was extremely wet and her core was throbbing. Feeling the pressure from her wife's head, resting against her made her want to just rip her clothes off and attack the gorgeous green eyed model in front of her. She leaned down again, this time she whispered, "I'm really horny and I'm going upstairs to handle business. Why don't you come join me."
                                      
                                   
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You Belong To Me- Part 2 (KAYLOR)
FanfictionDue to Wattpad's 200 chapter limit... This is PART TWO of the original story You Belong To Me. Disclaimer: This fic is an emotional rollercoaster. I am not responsible for hysterical crying, stomach cramps due to laughing too hard, binge eating from...
 
                                           
                                               
                                                  