Pernicious

|Chapter 19| (Explicit)

|WARNING| This chapter contains strong sexual content. If you, fellow reader, are not comfortable reading such content, feel free to skip through some of the chapter. Most of the chapter does not affect the storyline. You have been warned! If you're into these types of chapters, enjoy!

March 17, 1988

Indianapolis, Indiana

Naya's Perspective:

10:00 pm

*Ding!*

The elevator opens and I immediately walk in and punch the button of our room's floor. As the elevator lifts me up, I can't help but play with the delicate ring that is wrapped around my finger. It surprised me a bit that Michael incorporated my birthstone in the ring.

It was a beautiful opal stone that glimmered under the lights.

The ring itself was different. The piece of jewelry given to me wasn't the typical diamond ring that most girls go crazy for. To me, a ring didn't have to possess a big rock with an expensive band.

It had to possess meaning.

This ring had the meaning of being beautifully different.

The more I think about it now, this small ring kind of represents us.

Michael and I...

We were both different but in the most magnificent way possible.

Being normal was too comfortable for us.

We enjoy who we are, even if it wasn't like other people.

*Ding!*

The elevator doors open once more and I search my pocket to find the room key. After securing the key in my hand, I wander over to our room.

Slowly, I open the door to our room and I notice that the room lights were dimmed.

"Michael?" I call out in a hushed tone as I place the room key on a table. Silence is my only response.

Curiosity causes me to tiptoe carefully in and I peak past the wall. There, Michael looks like he was waiting for me on the bed with nothing on him except his boxers.

"Hey there, sexy..." He cooed from the bed. He rolls onto his stomach and crawls towards the end of the bed. "I've been waiting for you."

Now, I'm leaning against the wall with my arms crossed. I narrow my eyes and give him a sexy look back.

"Have you now?" I ask teasingly.

"You really thought I was going to let you off the hook that easily for earlier?" He smirks. His wore his hair down and a few of his curls formed perfectly over his face.

"Hmm...I don't know, but I guess you aren't." I wink.

This causes him to giggle under his breath and bite his bottom lip seductively.

That gesture...

That damn gesture...

Always drove me crazy...

"Well, then what are we waiting for?" He asks as he uses his pointer finger to motion me over to the bed.

"Nothing, baby..." I answer as I begin to take out the hair out of my bun. I let my hair fall down past my shoulders and shake my head to reveal all of the curls.

As I'm taking off my shirt and jeans, Michael moves against the headboard of the bed. He examines my every move as I keep taking my clothes off.

While in my bra and underwear, I climb on the bed and sit directly between Michael's legs. I lean in close enough for our first passionate kiss of the night. As the kiss grew deeper, our tongues searched for each other and we let out soft moans. I let my hands caress his gentle face and curly hair.