Grey

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"babes...."

"baby.......baby jacques....baby wake up"

My skin, everytime she spoke, I could feel the goosebumps rise.

"Pussyole wake up nuh." She said annoyance strong in her voice.

I opened my eyes to see her fall onto the bed beside me, legs still covering mine. Fully nude.

Hair "chiney bumped" on top of her head, her favorite choker with a goldstone crystal tied around her neck.

Her lips.

Lush, cocoa butter and water, observation.

This sight.....got a nigga fucked up.

"I'm done with my yoga you fell asleep watching me, cute.....weird but still cute." She said, I didn't register the apple she had in her hand before, Granny Smith her 2nd favorite.

Otaheite Apple being the first, it's from her island.

"You said you wanted to go out tonight, where we goin?"

I coughed a little, sitting up, pulling on a braid as I laid back on the pile of pillows.

"Just lemme handle your outfit. You don't even wear makeup that much so you don't have anything to worry about there. Just go get a snack or something." I said.

I pulled myself to the edge of the bed, trynna settle my head so I don't feel dizzy.

"So..do you want me to wear makeup?" I heard her ask timidly.

What?

"What?" I asked, turning around confused.

"Do you prefer it when I wear makeup?"

All timidness abandoned. .

"It's not that I prefer it, I just like seeing you be extra sometimes, you're always beautiful, but the confidence you get when you feel flawless even though you're always flawless to me is what makes me love it even more."

She looked at blankly.

I'd be hurt, probably annoyed, pissed even, if I just said that to a girl and she played me like that.

But this is my princess, I'm getting to know her like the back of my hand.

I know what's coming.

She got off the bed, walked to me, sat on my lap, and kissed me on the lips, pulling on my braids.

"I'm gonna go call a professional. You go do whatever you planned to do and I'll order pizza."

I smiled, kissed her on the forehead.

And tore that ass up.