India Renée
I watched as her body tossed and turned elegantly in the silk covers. As if every turn she made, she flipped into another dream. The slow rises of her chest acted as a drum, playing her nightly song of snores.
The beams of the moon broke through her windows as if trying to break into her dreams. She blocked the rude intruders with a light satin pillow.
She gripped on the sheet like she was in pain. With a slight moan, I realized it wasn't pain... it was pleasure. Her moans became heavier and heavier not loosening up on her grip. The arch in her back started to flatten, fist unclenched, and toes flexed. She took a sigh of relief, waking her up into reality a bit. She leaned up off the bed with cold sweat dripping off her forehead. With one gentle wipe to the forehead, she fell back on the now sinful sheets of her bed.
Laura Rose
This morning was different; woke up in the morning with a sense of satisfaction.
I stretched, giving my legs a tingling sensation. Last night was wonderful, it was the first time I've had an orgasm in months. That damn orgasm had a bitch wanting to happily go for a three mile run. I felt around in the bed, hoping to feel some type of warmth. I was sadly mistaken because I felt nothing but an icy spot once filled by the person I love.
I felt on the dresser trying to find my phone; once I finally found it, a smile replaced my blank expression.
Keenan: Hay baby, I miss you already. I'll be back later tonight so I can bust all over that ass.
The smile quickly faded reading the last sentence, considering that I got more pleasure from a dream than his ass.
I brushed my teeth and washed my face, then putting on some athletic tights and shoes I went for a run.
The air was light and crisp considering the air was normally thick in Florida. I was too off into my music to notice anything, I jogged at a steady pace enjoying my music failing to realize this moment was short lived.
India Renée
"Dammit Indy! What the fuck did you just do! He said not to kill her!" He yelled at the top of his lungs.
"Calm the fuck down! I didn't kill her, I think she still breathing." I hopped out the black Escalade checking her pulse.
"Load her up in the car." he said sitting comfortably in the car.
"Get your petty ass out here and help with this dead weight."
He sighed jumping out the car and helping. Sometimes I think this nigga don't have it all.
Laura Rose
"Lo wake up! Lo please I need you to wake up baby. I love you." I looked over the hospital bed railing to see Keenan in tears. I smiled at the fact that he cares about me enough to cry.
"Mr. Young please keep your voice down, you could possibly send the patient in shock." The nurse on duty said about the noise.
"Bitch, I know if you don't get the fuck out of my face-"
I had to cut him off before things got flipped, "Keenan baby, chill. I'm okay." I said in a low, raspy voice.
"Baby, you're okay!" Keenan jumped to his feet, running to kiss my forehead.
"Baby I'm fine tighten down." I smiled lightly laying a kiss upon his right cheek.
3 days later...
It was nice to finally be back home. I plopped down on my bed slowly rubbing my hand over every wave in the sheet. I leaned my head back on the pillow slowly drifting off to sleep.
I was awaken by someone rudely ringing the doorbell.
"Who the fuck is ringing my doorbell like that." I said peeling the covers back stomping downstairs.
"Who the fuck are you?" I said swinging the door back frightening the delivery guy.
"Delivery for Ms. Laura." The man said handing me the bouquet of yellow roses.
"Thank you sir." I said slightly embarrassed.
"No problem." He winked and lightly shut the door.
I sat the pretty roses on the table ready to read whatever Keen had wrote on the card.
Skimming over the card, I was sadly mistaken.
"With my deepest concerns, I apologize for my reckless driving ma."
Sincerely,
August"
Who the fuck is August...
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