Rakim.I'd done just about everything this girl had asked me to. Never in a million years would I have thought I'd have to clean up around a woman. But when you were fvcking with Robyn Rihanna Fenty, it was a different story.
I was exhausted. It was a simple task but damn, shit took effort. I really should give Amani more credit.
All I wanted was to roll a blunt and call it a day. It'd been awhile since I'd rolled one, I missed the high and the numbing to my physical and emotional being.
Making my way upstairs and into my room, I opened my draw which contained my lighter and stash. Robyn was sprawled on the bed, enjoying herself as she scrolled through her phone. I turned on my speaker and let my tunes play. It was a must. If I ever got high I had specific music that made me feel ten times better, it always impacted my high somehow.
"Took you long enough." She teased as she sat up and faced my back. I turned to her and sat at the edge of the bed as I began to roll it up.
"Man, shut up. I don't know how you females do that. I'm bouta smoke up before I pass out."
I noticed her eye-balling my weed curiously as I spoke.
"You want some? We gon have to share though cause well, you know how I am when it comes to my stuff." I said as I shrugged and placed the tip of the blunt to my lips
"Yeah, you greedy and selfish as hell." She replied.
I chuckled and shook my head. Shawty already knew what it is.
"I've never smoked before, well not weed but I've tried cigarettes...let's just say that didn't go too well." She added.
I lit the end of the blunt and inhaled it deeply, blowing out smoke afterwards.
"C'mere. Lemme show you what you been missing then." I said, and she immediately scooted closer to me. Eager for the way she was about to feel, the way the high of the blunt was going to have her head spinning, muscles weak, body and mind slowed completely. Eager for the way I was about to make her feel, but she didn't know that yet.
She looked up at me and gave a shy smile, like she didn't know what do next, and she wanted me to lead her into it.
She was so beautiful. Her emerald orbs gazing into mine, her perfect heart shaped lips parting into a smile as she looked over at me. Only me. Maybe the blunt was starting to have it's way with me, but right now she was like a beautiful ass princess. Her beauty could not compare to any other female right now. She was all that clouded my thoughts and I was perfectly fine with that.I motioned her to come closer, which she obliged to as I took another drag. Wrapping an arm around her shoulder, I let the blunt leave my lips and I leaned closer to her. She instantly got the idea as she leaned her head back.
I exhaled the smoke slowly into her parted lips, not all at once but partially. Once there was nothing but thin air between our parted lips I pressed my warm lips on her own, sealing the once heated moment with a kiss. The kiss was gentle, not too rough but just enough and our lips and tongues worked together, colliding and clashing in more ways than one.
A moment after I pulled away and handed the blunt to Robyn. She looked at me a bit confused and unsure of what to do.
"Don't stress baby. Just lay back, inhale and exhale like you saw me do before." I assured her and she simply nodded as she laid back onto my bed.
I watched as she took the blunt between her pretty pink lips. I didn't know smoking could be this appealing on a female to me.
She fluttered her eyes shut as she let go of any possible tension. I could sense relaxation as she exhaled the smoke.
Her actions were slower than usual which signalled my high beginning to take effect. Robyn sighed lowed as she looked down at me and took another hit. Once exhaling again I knew she'd gotten the hang on it, and quick too.
After sharing a few hits followed by passionate, slow and sloppy kisses we'd both reached out highs. The room was spinning, slow faded music playing in the background as we let ourselves go. Our feelings, troubles and issues began to fade away and all that mattered in the room were the two people in it. Me and Robyn.
"She's all that I want,
She's all that I need, she get me so high but,
yet I'm done on my knees"
The music blared throughout my room as Robyn and I indulged in each other's presence. It felt like we ere lost in a paradise that was never ending.
Being high was amazing, but blazing it with someone you were charmed and infatuated with added much more to the feeling. I didn't want Robyn to leave my side.
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No Love Allowed.
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