Dinah Jane (one shots)

Disrespectful.

Most, if not all of my stories are written to songs and usually what I'll do is pick a song they I really like and write a story around it. Or I have the storyline planned out for the most part and I'll look for a song that best fits what I've already written. The story you're about to read may be a bit much for some of you because you may not like the pairings or how the story is played out. Usually I only put the song that I incorporated into my story at the bottom but many of my readers have voiced their concern (complained about my choices) and I'd just like to give you all a warning.

Hot, sticky and covered in sweat along with the stench of sex, Dinah and Normani flopped back onto the bed, with kiss swollen lips, covered in scratches, their chest heaving up and down as they came down from what had to be the best, slow building, mind blowing orgasm they've had in a while. It was only the other who could cause their bodies to react the way it did to reach such satisfaction. Too lazy to peel themselves out of the bed and shower, they laid together, wrapped around each other until they fell back to sleep. Normani woke up hours later to rays of the sun peering through the room window. She opened her eyes just wide enough to read the time on the dresser beside her, 7 o'clock. She groaned and pulled the covers over her head causing the woman who lied awake next to her to rise from the bed and close the curtains. To anyone else, Dinah waking up before Normani would be shocking. She was almost always the last to wake in an setting and definitely the hardest to get up. But whenever the two of them found themselves in this particular predicament, it was like the blonde's body had a timer and it wouldn't allow her to sleep longer than the brunette. Dinah joked that it was because she probably liked the pain caused by watching Normani walk out of her room and what essentially felt like her life at the ass crack of dawn. Dinah crawled back into the bed and Normani wrapped her arm around her, pulling her into her side. She turned to face the cause of of so much pain, pleasure and pleasurable pain only to  wrap her arm across Mani's body; using her index finger to trace along her defined abs. She planted a soft kiss on Dinah's forehead running her fingers through blonde tresses and Dinah threw her leg across her, trapping her between a thick thigh and the mattress. The two of them locked the other in their embrace drinking in each other's scent as they enjoyed basking in the quiet of the early morning.

"So how long do you think we have until she's blowing up your phone?" Dinah asked Normani while her head rested upon her chest.

"Why do you always want to talk about her?" Normani groaned, shutting her eyes tight while her hands deliberately roamed Dinah's curvy body.

"I don't always want to talk about her," the blonde huffed rolling her eyes, "but the fact still remains you don't belong to me sonI would like to know how long I have you to myself and that doesn't answer my question." She retorted, her fingers running up and down the older girls toned stomach.

"You have me forever baby. You know that." Normani smiled at her and Dinah rolled her eyes once more. "I don't know, babygirl, I guess until you kick me out. I don't even know if she's called. My phone isn't on." she replied as her mind drifted off to her girlfriend; it was the first time since Normani had thought about the Cuban since saw her yesterday.

"You turned your phone off?" She asked looking up at her and in mid nod, before she could stop her, Dinah had straddled her and reached over, fishing her pants pockets until she found her phone. She quickly turned the phone on and turned it around so that Normani could unlock it.

"Password?" She demanded and Normani rolled her eyes.

"Really?"

"Yes really." she replied waving the phone in her face.

"Why? I'm with you, enjoying my time with you. It doesn't matter if she's called." Normani tried to reason but Dinah wasn't having it. She folded her arms across her chest and stared at her, her brow raised with Normanis locked phone still in her hand.