Talk To Me | •Slow Down Sequel•

Chapter 39- Chances👎🏾😾

Daystar

I'd just wanted to enjoy her squirm as I pressed her out. Yona, had always been- I wasn't sure if it was pride or if she was just shy when it came to expressing herself.

I'd remembered what she said after I'd gotten shot, but I'd thought it'd just been a knee jerk reaction to the situation at the time.

If she was willing to try, I wouldn't mind, but I just didn't want to waste my time. Yona was great in every way, she was supportive, sex was on point, and she handled her own no matter the situation, but her fucked up trust was a major issue.

"We can do that... But Yona, I can't waste no more time on anybody, I'm serious." She nodded in understanding. "I know ya trust is shot, but Yona, I ain't deserve you dipping outta nowhere especially, lying to me about Tamika."

"I know. I'm so sorry, Day.-"

"Let me finish, real quick." I added softly. She nodded. "I get why you did all that, you was just protecting yourself and eventually, Tamika, I guess. But I'm so serious, when I say this. Yona, I love the shit outta you, so let me be here for the two y'all-for you."

I knew she wasn't ready to say it back, but she felt it, that much was evident, even if she was sometimes fucking up.

"Okay." And that was all she needed to say because as soon as she had, my eyes darted to her lips.

I'd been dying to taste her for months. "But first," I said, leaning in. She licked her lips as she moved in slowly.

The anticipation had me impatient, it seemed the both us were moving too slow.

But when those plump lips finally grazed mines, I needed more.

Cupping her cheek, slowly I teased her lips, sucking on her bottom lip before finally kissing her.

We moved slowly savoring each other. When her lips had parted for me, my tongue caressed hers, together dancing a slow and satisfactory Waltz.

She grasped at me, pulling me closer and so did I. Somehow she'd ended up in my lap, straddling me, one hand on her hip the other in her hair.

She ground down on me. It was her moan that broke the spell she had on a nigga. I pulled away, clearing my throat.

As I gazed up at her, I almost regretted pulling away from her. Her eyes were glazed over, in need, her lips swollen beautifully from our kiss as she tried to catch her breath.

But, I wanted us to be sure about shit, before we rushed into fucking our minds up with sex, cause I knew it would if we went too fast.

The pain in my arm and head, had been forgotten. "I'll see you in the morning, Ight?"

She nodded, still dazed as she got up trying to straighten the imaginary wrinkles in her clothes.

She cleared her throat, "You need help getting upstairs?" She asked, the worry back in her voice.

I shook my head, "Nah, I'll be Ight. You go to sleep, I'll be up soon."

"Ok, good night." I watched as she climbed the stairs until she was out of my view.

Damn, she knows how to fuck with my head. I knew if I hadn't been hurt, I wouldn't have had this much restraint towards her.

After cleaning up and turning the tv off I headed upstairs, checking on Tamika before going to bed.