With You

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Shoulda seen her come to me when I called her
Slow strut like she walking to the altar
Hand bag on her arm cost four bills
And she ain't gotta beg, borrow or steal
Often imitated, never duplicated
They say she a dime, I say she underrated
I just met her so the next solution
Dead my old chick, execution
You what's up girl, ain't gotta ask it
I dead 'em all now, I buy the caskets
They should arrest you or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon' stress you, but I'm a let you know
Girl you be killin' 'em
You be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em
You be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em
You be killin' 'em
Girl you be killin' 'em
: You Be Killin Em By Fabolous

                                     ~Jah~

                When I woke up, Kyan was laying directly on top of me. And surprisingly we did not have sex last night. We talked about so much stuff over dinner and I think we're really getting to know each other. Our connection feels deeper than any connection I've ever had to anyone. But I know right now Kyan is the last thing I need. Still I can't let her go.

             After dinner, we came back to my place and turned on some music and she made me dance with her which I liked surpringsly. Then we laid together until the both of us fell asleep just talking about everything. I know now that I have an extremely soft spot for Kyan. I feel something with Kyan and it's scaring the hell out of me, but I like it.

              I started to move her off of me, but she opened her eyes. "Where are you going?" She asked.

           "To the bathroom if you let me go."

          "Can I go too?" She asked with her big innocent eyes. I nodded and placed a quick kiss on her lips. She got out of the bed and I smiled. She slept in one of my t-shirts last night. I got up and followed her into the bathroom.

             "You need to start keep clothes here. You always have to put on mine in the morning," I said as I turned on the shower. She didn't say anything. I turned and saw her staring at me. "What's the matter Mamas?"

            "Nothing," she shook her head. We stood side by side brushing our teeth in the double sink. "So are we showering together?" She asked. I smirked. I don't know why she was acting so nervous.

           "Come on baby," I said grabbing her hand pulling her towards the shower. We both began undressing and stepped into the shower. She turned to me and poured some body wash on a towel. She lathered the soap onto my chest and with every caress of her hand, I wanted nothing more than to fuck her until her whole body went numb and the only thing she had the power to do was whisper my name. But my fantasies would have to wait. I have a meeting with Ole Boy this morning and I do not plan on being late. I guess I'll settle for a quickie. But they aren't as nearly as fulfilling and they wouldn't do my baby girl justice.

"Jeremiah," Kyan let out a breath. I didn't realize how close she was to me. Her face near mine. Chest to chest. She looked up at me. "I w-." She kissed my lips and placed her hands on either side of my face. I grabbed her waist pushing her against the shower wall. Then I lifted her up and entered my erected penis into her moist cave. I soon felt her nails sink into my skin and knew that whatever I was doing to Kyan King, I was doing it right.

"Please don't stop," she whispered into my ear as I continuously thrusted into her. Her moans were enough to keep me satisfied enough to go on and on and on.

"I don't know what you're doing to me, but fuck! Imma kill you if you ever stop."

"I promise not to ever stop," she moaned out. I smirked. I probably could get her to agree to anything at this point. Never minding the fact that I accidentally threatened her. "Jah! My legs!" She cried out as she had her orgasm. I smiled knowing that I made my baby feel this way. She stared at me gasping for breath.