Imagination....Of Me And You Mike!😏

Smooth Gangsta *TEASER*

Smooth: Mirena let me work!

Mirena: why you keep pushing me like you don't want me? You know , you want me just the way i want YOU!

After a little pause, he says-

Smooth: get back to work, girl.

Smooth shakes his head and leaves the office.

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Later that night-

Smooth: Damn this work... *Mumbles to himself*

He says as he walks in the house, closing the door behind him.

The lights were off.

Smooth: that's wei-

He stiffens, as he feel someone wrapping him from behind.

Out of instinct, he turns the person around by their arm, and pins them to the floor ; with his gun, swiftly pointing under the chin.

Mirena: *giggles* calm down Tiger...

Smooth turns the lamp on , that was on the side.

He sees Mirena laying under him.

He un-furrows his eyebrows, when he saw what she was in.

A sexy black dress, with deep blood red lips.

Her hair naturally wavy.

Mirena: *pulls him by collars* hey baaabyy.....

She pecks his lips, and wraps her legs around him.

He replies with the kiss.

That kiss slowly grows hotter, and his head goes into her neck.

Mirena: *moans* mmmmm...just like that babyyyy...ughhh..

Her hands on his back, and the back of his head and neck ; rubbing in desperation.

He pulls his head back up, and looks at her.

She was biting her lip, as her hands slowly starts sliding down from his chest to his buckle.

Both of them not breaking the lustful contact.

But his eyes drifts to the gun in his hand.

The gun still clutched under his palm.

He realize what was happening, just before Mirena could unbuckle him.

He unwraps himself, and gets up.

Leaving Mirena with a hurtful frown.

Smooth: i am really tired. I won't eat. I am going to my bedroom. Hope you go to yours too. Goodnight.

Not making a single contact .

By the time he said that, Mirena was propped up on her elbows.

The expression not leaving her face.

He pays her one more glance, and leaves.....

She get's up in rage and hardly smudges the color off of her lips, with her palm.

Her hands going through her hair in anger, as the tear dropped from her one eye.