Y'all like the new cover? It's fye 😏. But I need more loyal readers, people playing with my emotions. I appreciate the ones that vote & comment, I luh y'all. Believe it or not, but I wrote up to 19 chapters for this story. Anyways, on to the story.
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Walking out the bathroom with my underwear on and a towel wrapped around my body, I went in the bedroom to see Kareem leaning against the dresser. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist, looking down at me. He was 6'5 and I was and was 5'10 but my head stopped at his shoulders.
"Mawnin, Kareem." I said, he wrapped his arms around my waist then kissed my forehead just as his hand gripped my booty.
"Good morning, beautiful." I bit my bottom lip, he tried to move his hand from my behind but I reached back to hold it in place. "That felt so good. Do it again, please?" He chuckled and used both hands to squeeze my booty, he even rubbed it and let it go before lightly smacking it.
"You like that?" He asked me, I nodded my head and smiled, "you're a nasty girl." I shrugged and he chuckled then let me go, sitting on the bed.
I walked in the closet and looked at hella shopping bags on the floor. "Kareem!" "I didn't do it," he responded before coming in the closet. "Oh, I did do that." He shrugged.
"Why?" I was about to give him a whle lecture but he crashed his lips into mines, stopping me. He gripped my booty with one hand and started rubbing it before sliding how tounge in my mouth. I felt my towel drop to the floor and both of his hands gripped my rear-end, rubbing my cheeks together before nibbling on my bottom lip. "Thank you," I replied in a daze.
"Mhm," I smiled and he walked away. I pulled my bra off and put on a gray spaghetti strap bodysuit, some light blue jeans with a hole in the right knee and slid on some socks as I started looking for some shoes.
"What shoes should I wear?" I asked myself. "The orange shoe box with the Nike check. I got them for you last week." He replied. I smacked my lips and picked up the box and opened it, "you don't even know my size. What is these?" I asked. "You wear a 7. And those are some Nike Roshes."
The shoes was all-black but the bottom part and the check was black with small white specks. I put on the shoes and wiggled my toes, they felt good.
"You like them?" I smiled and nodded before going over towards him, kissing his lips. "Thank you so much. No more gifts." I said. "If you're gonna be with me then you should get used to being spoiled. Here," he handed me his phone.
"Why you giving me ya phone?" "My phone right here," he pulled another one out his pocket causing me to nod my head.
"I got you, Kareem. Wait until Monday," I said, putting it in my pocket along with my chapstick before walking out the room, he followed.
"What that mean?"
I shrugged, we went downstairs and to the parking lot. He unlocked the doors and opened my door. I got in and leaned over the console, pushing his door open. We got in and situated and he started to drive.
Just the other day, he asked me out on our first date and that's where we going. Except Ion know exactly where.
I felt a poke on my nipple and looked from my thoughts to see his hand poking my breast.
"Stop poking my titty," I said, slapping his hand away and he laughed.
"I like it like that. You should wear these things more often, just the suit, though." "Of course not."
He chuckled and parked in front of a large building. I was too busy staring at it that I didn't notice him come around to my side.
"The inside is even better," he said sarcastically.
