Talk To Me | •Slow Down Sequel•

Chapter 10- Khalil...

Ayona

Being pregnant was ridiculous, swear I had to urinate every thirty minutes. I'd only had a few more months to go and I was hoping they went by fast. I'd just finished using the bathroom, heading back to the dining area.

"Ayona."

I stopped in my tracks— at least for a split second— before persisting.

"Don't be like that."

I was determined to ignore him, straight up. At least that was until he'd caught up and grabbed me by the wrist.

"I have nothing to say you," I snapped, even though I was the one who'd officially went ghost on him.

He'd started to pull me close to him, "Wh-"

"It's getting late, Ayona. You want to leave?" Came Khalil's voice, down the corridor. I pulled away from Daystar. Thank you, I prayed. He'd just saved me from embarrassment.

"Please, I'm exhausted." 

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Khalil had brought me home in peace and after the night I had I was drained. I couldn't believe Porsha set me up like that. She was unbelievable. 

How could she? I know she was team Daystar all the way, but she crossed a line. I told her I'd had no intention of coming in contact with him and she went behind my back and tricked me into a meal-- an uncomfortable meal with him.

That explained why she'd tried to convince me to leave Khalil and bring him another time. She definitely looked surprised when Daystar came with a date. 

I'd managed to drag myself into the shower before crawling into bed.

Laying on my side with my body pillow fluffed, I sighed in satisfaction cuddling up to it; soon after Khalil's body had taken over my backside, spooning me.

"Ya girl Porsha bout funny as hell, but what was going with the niggas? They was acting a little off."

"Khalil, I'm tired..," I sighed.

He kissed me on my neck, stirring the beast inside me, that'd been starving for months now. When it came to what Khalil and I had, it was a complicated matter. Since we'd met, he'd never touched me.

Like at all, said he didn't want to hurt the baby...

But he stayed around, even as I'd started "showing" and beyond that. We weren't going out; if anything I considered us friends. Porsha had no idea. Before Porsha knew about the pregnancy, Khalil was the one to take me to doctor appointments and a couple birthing classes here and there.

"Mhmm," he murmured in my ear. His tongue slithered deliciously on my neck as he applied light sucking pressure, "lemme eat that pussy. Might help put you to sleep a lil quicker."

I shook my head, "That's just gone make me want the D."

"Sit up," he ordered. I did so, while he helped prop me up by stuffing a couple pillows behind me.

Next thing I knew, my panties had disappeared along with my silk nightgown as he kissed his way down my tender body. I writhed beneath him.

Head from him was amazing, I didn't know if it was because on my raging hormones or if his tongue game was really on point.

He skipped my center and instead gently massaged my calf, trailing kisses up my leg. I was wet with anticipation, "Mmhmm." When he'd finally trailed a path towards my flower, my back arched as he french kissed my pearl.

"Huhn," I moaned, my hands finding their way atop his head, into his soft curls.

"You like that?" he asked. I nodded, my eyes low; lust took over. He sucked at my clit, tongue flicking lazily.

"What bout that?" A moan escaped my lips. "Mhm, stop talking and clean ya plate," I ordered, pulling him back in between my legs.

"Uhnnnn!"

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A/N: I will throw up a few bonus chapters later on tonight.

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-Elza😘