Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Ailani's POV:
"Stoppp itttt, you're being annoying." I laughed as Abel grabbed onto my ass while biting me on my exposed shoulder. His eyes wandered up to mine as he chuckled.
"Nah, I'm definitely not. It's not my fault you taste so delicious." He smirks. "–What are we gonna do today?"
"Well we aren't going to do anything. My mom needs my help with moving some stuff in that she had shipped from Florida, so I'll be unpacking all day." I said smartly. "–Besides, don't you have to run back to your girlfriend?"
He rolled his eyes, propping his body against the kitchen sink.
"She's been bugging me. I had to turn my phone off in the middle of the night because the bitch wouldn't stop calling and texting."
"Sounds to me your girlfriend can be a bit overly possessive when she wants to be." I cheesed and grabbed a small bowl from the cabinet.
I opened the fridge and reached for the carton of eggs and sausages in the drawer.
"Fuck that, I'm a grown man, I come and go wherever I want, when I want." He retorts.
I glanced at him before shaking my head; he gets on my nerve sometime.
"That's not the case with me. There won't be any coming and going whenever you want because this is my crib, so my rules."
"Mmm, but you won't be able to say that when I'm dicking you down." He starts to dry humping the air and bit down on his bottom lip.
I cut him a smile and chopped the sausage into two's, placing them face down into the warm skillet. The both of us were hungry, so I decided to make breakfast, even though it was two in the afternoon.
Last night into this morning, we just had sex and more sex, eventually falling asleep on my bedroom floor. My legs were a little sore, but I'm a champ so I just sucked it up.
"Shut the hell up, ya freak. You should run to the store and get some orange juice."
"Ugh, why do I have to go, why can't you go?"
"Because I'm in the middle of cooking for you, and you know you want to." I grin. "Pretty please?"
He sighed and walked away, disappearing in my room and coming back moments later dressed in black from head to toe.
"I need your keys since I don't have my car." He asks.
I stopped what I was doing and went to my purse, finding the keys to the newly bought BMW 330i.
