Amarie and Chris never spent a day apart until their love was forcefully ripped away from one another. They now live completely separate lives battling with their inner demons. They wish for the day they could be together again but they don't think...
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"You gon' let me finish making this food?" I giggle. I stir the ground beef in the frying pan as he caresses my waist and kisses my neck. Currently, I stood in Cole's kitchen with a guilty conscious weighing heavy on my shoulders. I had this man kissing all over me and all I could think about was Chris and the time we spent at the lakehouse. I came over here with the intentions of telling him everything. I wanted to be as honest and as direct as possible. I figured it would be best to discuss it over dinner but things weren't going according to plan so far.
It's been a couple of days since I last seen Cole because I've been dedicating all of my time to Chris. I have probably given Cole almost every excuse in the book as to why I haven't been able to see him. Due to the number of love bites I still had covering my body and the guilt trip I've been on, I've been avoiding him. I now had makeup covering the new ones that now surfaced my body. Ever since the lakehouse, it's been tremendously hard to disconnect myself from Chris. I tried but failed each and every time. He was so persistent and I found it difficult to not feed into his love. I know I shouldn't be standing here leading Cole on but I was beyond nervous to tell him the truth.
"It's been a little minute since I last saw you so forgive me if I can't keep my hands off of you." He murmurs into my ear. I could feel him smiling against the side of my face. His erection pressing against my ass. And even though I didn't want to take it there with him, I still couldn't help but get turned on. The lust that I had for him wouldn't go away easily. Slowly his right-hand moves from my waist over to my stomach. His fingertips inch into my leggings. "And you ain't wearing no underwear." He says pushing his hand further down until he reaches my middle. A small moan escapes my lips. His touch still had a major effect on me that I made it hard to fight off. I know I shouldn't be entertaining this but I still find myself doing so.
"I'm gonna burn the food. You gotta stop" I moan as I press the back of my head against his chest. My weak attempt to get him to stop goes through one ear and out the other. Two of his fingers slip through my lips causing my chest to rise in anticipation. Just as he was about to insert them inside of me his phone starts to ring in his pocket. He groans in aggravation pulling the phone out with his free hand. We both look down at his phone seeing an incoming call from someone by the name of Lloyd.
