Feelings and friendship

Chapter four

I was so mesmerized by what I saw, I couldn't even hear what he was saying. I was horny as fuck so thinking rationally isn't really easy at this point. He came close and whispered "Don't think too long and hard about it, baby. We've known each other for 15+ years now and I don't think you'll be ever able to get rid of me, so I'm in no hurry" smirked and kissed me on the forehead. What he said was so sweet but what the fuck was that smirk? And that forehead kiss can confuse the fuck out of a woman. What the hell does that mean? You was about to suck the color off my clit and now I get a forehead kiss? Really? "Stop overthinking stuff" he said, grabbed my face and kissed me passionately. I swear to God, this man is a mind reader.

"Do you still watch your regular TV series?" he asked as if nothing ever happened. "What?" I replied, still in a daze after that kiss. "If you still watch your series" he said while reaching for the remote control. What the actual fuck is happening? He saw a movie he apparently wanted to see and got himself comfortable. He lifted his arm and gestured for me to snuggle up next to him. I was confused as hell but I guess this was what I wanted right? To slow things down for a minute? I snuggled up next to him and could feel his scent engulf my body. I tried to remain calm but my body was heating up all over again. God freaking damn it. I decided to focus on my breathing. He started to caress my arm by going round and round in circles with his fingertips. I felt goosebumps all over my body and I could feel my adrenaline starting to race. Breathe in, breathe out... you got this. "So what's really bothering you? You know you can talk to me about any and everything right?" I was still focusing on my breathing and said "I'm horny".

I can't believe I said that out loud. Neither could he because he raised his eyebrows while he chuckled: "So, what's the problem? I'm still not your type?" That slapped me right the fuck out of my semi-trance. I looked up at him and said "really?". He laughed and looked at me with so much joy, as if he lived for moments like these. Moments he could toy with my emotions. He said "I'm just playing, you know that" as he tucked away my hair and stroked my cheek gently. I sat up and made sure I let him know that comment was uncalled for. He pulled me back in and grabbed me by the chin. "I'm kidding boo. Would you please stay as you were? Snuggled up right here, where you always belonged." I could feel the hair on the back of my neck stand up. He tilted my chin up and kissed me, sucked and bit my lips like he wanted to taste every single part of them. "Damn, I always knew you would taste like chocolate swirl ice cream". If he keeps talking to me like this, I don't know if I can stay strong and not ho the fuck out. He bit my lip a little harder and I moaned. "Damn, I guess babygirl likes a little pain doesn't she? The spanking was one thing but this confirms it" he said. "You talk too much" I replied. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back so I could look at him. He stayed silent and took in every detail of my face while I was breathing heavily. "Repeat that? Just do it and challenge me to teach you a lil' lesson"
There I was contemplating if I needed a lesson, wanted tutoring or should stick to the motherfucking wifey-plan.
He let out a growl, tugged on my hair and subtly bit on his lower lip and said "I don't remember you being scared of anything. Do it!"
Fuck the wifey plan..