I was in a very sexy mood. I walked downstairs into the kitchen to get something to eat. Normani was listening to music and eating an apple on the counter. I walked up to her, zipping down my jacket. I grabbed her hand, forcing her to feel my abs. She laughed, pulling me closer.
I started kissing on her, saving her lips for last. I unbuttoned her shorts, pulling them off along with her underwear. With each leg on my shoulders, I devoured her. She was moaning so loud I didn't hear the other girls come in. They're usually really loud when they do. They walked into the kitchen to have themselves scarred for life. The thing is, Dinah is my girlfriend.
I tried to bolt for upstairs but I tripped over my own stupidity. Dinah grabbed me by my shirt, pinning me against the wall. "You really crossed the line now! You are so fucking dead" she growled. "Sorry" I shrugged. Her eyes widened, and she set me down. "I'm honestly so tired of this shit. We're done" she said, slowly walking upstairs. This isn't the first time this has happened. I've been caught with each of them engaging in sexual activity.
I decided to let her cool off for a while before going to apologize. When I got upstairs she was crying into her pillow. "Dinah...I'm sorry" I said. "Get out, go sleep somewhere else. Better yet move back with your parents, I hate you" she said. "B-But I'm sorry. I messed up again and I'm really sorry" I apologized. "I said get out" she said getting really angry. I left to avoid worsening the situation.
