Sariyah's POV:
"Mar I think I'm going to go home." I smile up at him.
We've been laying in his bed since like three in the morning talking and I'm honestly tired.
As much as a I like laying on Lamar chatting about irrelevant shit I like sleep just that little bit more.
"You sure?"
"Yeah."
"You really sure?"
I giggle before laying my head on his chest, "Yeah."
I've slept in Lamar's house for like three nights now and I'm starting to feel like I'm intruding. Even though Lamar has made it super clear that he wants me here I still feel like I should go back to my house.
Because if I start staying here all my house is doing is collecting dust.
"I'm going to miss you."
"Chill." I say before lifting my head back up to look at him, "I'm not going just yet."
"We've got some time?"
"We've got a lot of time." I smile before connecting our lips.
Our lips move in sync before Lamar places his hands on my ass and squeezes.
As much as we kiss and do stuff, we haven't actually had sex. Every time I try to initiate it Lamar never lets it happen.
I'm usually pissed but now I think it's quite cute, he's like saving me for a special time or something. How lovely.
I moan into his mouth as Lamar lays a harsh smack to my ass.
"Shit, Yaz. Don't start something you can't finish."
"Who said I can't finish?" I smirk before moving my lips to his neck.
"You're an expert at tempting niggas huh?"
"It's basically my profession." I smile before bringing my lips back to his for a moment before hopping off his bed.
I get up and put my socks and shoes on before going over to Lamars closet and taking out some basketball shorts and an orange crushed velvet long sleeve jumper.
I've pretty much been living in Lamars clothes apart from during the night, I just sleep in underwear like I did last night.
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