Sophomore Year

| 05 |

Picking up right where we left off...

Gina stared him down, as he mimicked her posture—crossing his arms over his chest. He sucked in his bottom lip, just waiting for her to reply.

"How mature." She narrowed her eyes at him. "And for your information this pussy doesn't belong to you."

"Ouch." Kendrick clutched his chest. "You know I hate it when you lie..."

Gina rolled her eyes and turned around, ready to walk away.

"Aight, aight.." Kendrick snickered, grabbing her so that she could face him. "Okay, maybe it's doesn't belong to me..." He paused, and tilted his head from side to side. "Anymore—okay! No part of you belongs to me, damn." He murmured.

Gina shrugged his hands off of her, as he chuckled.

"I ain't gonna' front like I don't miss it." He stuffs his hands in his pockets. "Your pussy bomb as hell baby." He bites back his smile.

"I know." She smirks.

He glances down, before fixing his eyes right at her. The look he gives her—he knows what he's doing and Gina loosens up her posture, as they lock eyes.

"You remember when I was first up in it..." He trailed off. "Hm?" He hums, stepping a little closer to her as she looks down at her feet with a noticeable smile. "We was at my mama's house, I kept telling you to shut the fuck up, before my mama come up there and kill me. And you was like it turns you on when I'm cussing you out..." He coos.

She laughs, causing her to cough a little.

He grabs her hands, which took more than a little effort for her to actually accept his gesture. He couldn't contain his smile as she looks up at him.

They both look at each other's lips simultaneously. Gina could tell he wanted to kiss her, but she just couldn't—not now at least. She slips her hands away from him.

"Kendrick, chill." She places her hands on his chest and slightly pushes him back. "I'm sick."

"Mhm, damn." He licks his top lip, quickly.

"Don't you have someone to tutor?" Gina asks.

Kendrick ignores her, pulling her closer by her waist. Gina moves her head back, as Kendrick is basically cradling her, and she just swerves his kiss. "I told you I'm sick—"

"That ain't stop me before, it's gonna' be like last semester all over again—"

"No..." Gina interrupts him, but not once did she push him away, she just moved her head to the side so that they wouldn't be face to face.

"We both gon' be sick, I ain't leaving until you give me some lips."

"I'm not your girl."

"Come on Gina, why you keep faking on me like I wasn't just..." He paused. "You know you miss me, and all this..." He grinding on her, and she laughed. "Don't lie, you miss it."

"Ken, move." She chuckled, as he kept gyrating on her. She couldn't hold back her laugh as she felt him all on her. Kendrick smiled, laughing with her, enjoying that he's the reason she's laughing.  In the mist of emotion, he gave her a sloppy kiss on the cheek.