Jasmine's POV
I was currently laying in bed, watching Martin. I could feel my eyelids getting heavier. Knock knock. I sigh.
"Come in..."
I look up from the T.V. to see LaMelo.
"Hey boo." I say jokingly.
He nods, laying down next to me, also getting under the covers. I change the channel and put on Love and Basketball.
"Yes, this my favorite movie" I smile.
"Girl, who you telling?" Melo says in a girly voice.
I laugh. Suddenly, the scene where Monica and Quincy first have sex comes on. Melo becomes tense and I can feel the tension in the air. Melo clears his throat. I look up at him, taking in his features. Damn, why his lips look so... kissable right now? He looks down at me, his eyes looking at my lips and then trailing back to my eyes. I have never felt this way about Melo before, so why now? We stay in this position for a minute.
"Can I ... kiss you?"
He asks shyly. I nod. We both slowly lean in and our lips meet halfway. Our lips began to move in sync. He licks my bottom lip, asking for entrance. My hands get lost in his hair. I feel his large hands caress my body, moving its way up my thigh to my face. Is this really happening right now? He starts to leave a wet trail of kisses from my lips to my neck. A low moan comes out of my mouth when he sucks on my sweet spot.
"Damn LaMelo..."
I can feel my throbbing womanhood becoming soaked. He goes down a little more to my breasts. I only had on a sports bra so he had easy access. He begins sucking. I hiss a little.
"Aye Melo and Jas! Come down so we can..." Gelo busts in the room.
I scream and roll of the bed.
"What the fuck! Can you knock next time nigga?" I say adjusting my bra.
"Shit my bad, how am I supposed to know y'all were going to be doing nasty shit when I walked in? Y'all have never done it before. But anyway, Jasmine's mom just finished dinner, so y'all need to come down now so we can eat."
Melo sucks his teeth. "Whatever nigga."
I look in the mirror to see a dark purple bruise beginning to form on my neck and chest.
"Really Melo? My mama downstairs!" I sigh and put on a dark blue sweatshirt that says Chino Hills Track and Field on the front, and Williams on the back.
"My bad" Melo says sheepishly.
We look at each other, and I feel my cheeks began to warm up.
"We gonna have to talk about this later, LaMelo."
He nods his head. "Yeah..."
We walk downstairs. I am immediately hit with the smell of my mother's cooking. I look at the table and see fried chicken, baked mac and cheese, green bean casserole, sweet potatoes and corn bread.
"Dang ma you cooked a feast!"
She points to the boys in the living room. Almost all of Josiah's friends are here.
"Oh". I say shaking my head.
"Boys come on! Dinner's ready!"
All the boys pile in the dining room. LaMelo tries to scoop himself some mac and cheese. My mom smacks his hand.
"Boy! You know better, we gotta pray first!"
He looks down, embarrassed. "Sorry Mrs. Williams."
All the boys, including myself, began to laugh.
"Aight calm down. Now bow your heads".
A/N: I am so sorry y'all! I have been so busy with school, finals ain't no joke 😩. School's about to be over so over the summer I promise will update more often.
