Nouveau

Chapter 30: Rivals

"Call you baby that's only your title, cause I don't need no more rivals"

Laive

She was slightly panicking as she looked through the peep hole.

"What the freak?" Laive whispered to herself.

Tremaine quietly knocked.

"L. Open the door"

Laive snickered at herself and used her hands to muffle her giggles. Why was he so damn jealous? It was honestly kind of cute, she didn't think he would get so upset about it.

She cracked the door and Tremaine made sure to push his way into the room.

"So you think shit funny now?"

Laive was laughing as she crawled back in her bed and looked at him, "You really shouldn't get so worked up...We were barely on FaceTime for thirty minutes."

Tremaine stacked their computer's on the table by the wall and pulled everything off except his underwear. Laive felt her intake of air slowing down as the city lights from outside shined through the white curtains. They were softly illuminating his deep caramel skin, and she noticed that there was something different about him. He seemed bigger. Tremaine had to have gained at least twenty pounds of muscle since she last had him. His shoulders seemed wider, his pecks had swelled a few inches, and his abs were rock hard while his prominent Adonis cut deepened into a clear V.

It looked good on him. Laive was trying to shake her hazed vision. She was getting caught up as he licked his lips and he hadn't even touched her.

Focus Laive...Stay strong. You got this.

"You looking at me like you need it." Tremaine was lustfully smirking at her.

She was sure Tremaine was mentally laughing at how pathetic she was. It didn't make any sense that she couldn't resist him. Laive was sick to her stomach about it.

"Nope, I'm good."

Tremaine licked his lips as he snatched the covers back and yanked her ankle toward the end of the bed. Sinking both his palms flat into the plush white fabric, he placed them outside of her thighs and hovered over Laive's lips, "Why you staring so hard then?"

"You.." Laive cleared her throat, "...You've been working out"

Tremaine didn't respond. His gaze was causing her wetness to seep through the front of her panties. It felt like she was suffocating the air around them became so thick.

"So this 98 degrees looking ass nigga-"

Laive grinned and rolled her eyes, "I'm not telling you anything. Forget about it."

After he slowly gripped her thighs, his hands caressed her hips while he tugged at the hem of her thin yoga pants. Tremaine's eyes didn't move away from hers as he pulled the spandex down her legs and threw them to the floor.

"You let him touch my pussy?"

Laive choked as she looked up at him like he was crazy. She couldn't even respond to his vulgarity it caught her so off guard. Tremaine's lips swept across her cheek while he slowly sucked on the right side of her neck.

"Tell me..." He nibbled on her ear lobe. "Tell me you didn't."

"Mmh," Laive was biting her bottom lip.

"My baby wouldn't do that to me."

Laive's hands gripped the sides of his neck as her head fell back. Tremaine's tongue was sending pulsing currents through her body.