Love on the Brain [Quadrilogy to Me, You, & Henny]

LOTBC22.

Levianna Stevenson.

How we ended up back at his place was a no brainer.

Kisses were intimate for me. They felt more than just something you do to try, it felt like something you do out of love. Whether the love is broken love or mending love, kisses are always there to show affection. It was the soft, sensual kisses that melt your entire body, those type of kisses that are made just for your body and no where else. The kisses that were meant to be sexy. The kisses that are meant to be down low.

"You feel so good baby," he had this husky tone to him as he pressed his lips over my nipples. His hips rocked back and forth as I felt him growing between his jeans. My arms linked behind his neck as I held him closer to me. The kisses he left on my body were so affectionate they would turn into love bites. The precise swirl of his tongue around my breasts felt amazing, the room felt as if it were closing in when he picked his head up to mine and kissed my lips. My hands held his blushing cheeks as he still rocked me deeper into the couch.

"Come here." He gently spoke as he forced a position change. He widened his lap, as I conveniently straddled him, his hands cupping my ass as we went back to prying each other's lips off. I felt him rise right underneath of me as I fondled with his chains around his neck. Wanting to remove them, wanting to remove his shirt, wanting to remove everything. 

A edgy moan slipped out from me as he cautiously ran his hand down my panties and actually felt my ass. Grabbing ahold of it as I leaned further into the kiss by force. Our bodies touched more intimately as he slipped his fingers to my panty line in front causing me to buck my hips. He told me to keep still and that I'd be okay.

I felt his fingers caress my bare body with pleasure, his fingers attacking me with confidence as he lunged them deep into me. His member was rising to the occasion as he made our kiss deeper than what it was, and his fingers stayed like glue inside of me, wetness soaking them with a first coat.

"You make me feel so good Chris," I wailed out as he held me closer to him. He stared at me in my eyes with this alluring look, and then continued to kiss me and make my body feel good.

Even though I wanted to remove everything off of him, and I wanted him to do the same- I couldn't because I'm not at that commitment again. I want to give him everything knowing he could at least give me everything in return, and he's not ready for that, and I don't think I am either.

Wynter Brown.

Harrison's dead!

Your baby is dead!

That's why none of the nurses have been back to your room!

I was hearing voices. No not the voice you force yourself to express when you're reading, that's more of your conscience. I was hearing deep voices, voices from afar and voices close. They were harassing me through out the night causing me to toss and turn.

These voices were high pitched and low pitched, though nobody was there when I turned to check beside me they were lurking in my ears. Right on my neck, breathing on me.

This wasn't something I'd pretend to play around with, I felt like I was suffering more than what that psychiatrist was telling me

Finally I broke out into a sweat, it wasn't just any ordinary sweat. It was a cold sweat that made me pant for seconds on.