Sleep Talking

Make You Mine

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"I—you want me to be your girlfriend?" Taj asks stumbling over her words, uncertain of what she just heard. "You're fucking with me." Taj says in a joking manner, and lightly pushes his shoulder.

"Im so serious." He responds looking into her eyes with the same expression he had on his face before.

"You're deadass," Mike chuckled at her reaction. "oh my goodness holy fuck." Taj's eyes widen at her sudden realization that he wanted her to be his girl.

She nods her head rapidly, taking his face in her hands and reaches up to kiss him to seal the deal.

"Of course, I'll be your girlfriend, I'm your girl." She says with a wide smile.

He snaked his arms around her sides, wrapping an arm around her shoulder gently grazing her shoulder.  Her stomach flutters against the feeling of his body pressed up against hers, she sunk further into the warmth of his chest, listening to the light sounds of his rhythmic heartbeat against her ear. His slight touch made the room warmer somehow, and her future with him seemed promising.

The two pull away briefly to look into each other's eyes.  He backs them up against the counter, and gently lifts her body up against the wall, causing her to squeal excitedly.  She holds onto him steadily, looking to him for direction.  He leans into her so their foreheads are resting against each other.  They close their eyes, taking in each other's presence.  Both of their breaths are shaking, from the anticipation of what was to come.

"I want you," she says barely more than a whisper.

"I want all of you..." She trails.

"Then take me as I am," Mike replies in a low husky voice.

Her breath shakes, exhilarated from the tension between them.  Mike leans in and kisses her soft plump lips. When he kissed her it was as if the world had faded away, in that very moment.  The kiss was soft, sweet, and comforting in ways that words could never describe. The next thing she knew, his lips slammed onto hers, nearly taking the breath away from her lungs.  She hardly had a moment to react to the sudden change in his hastiness but alas, she was able to keep up.  He pressed his tongue at the seam of her lips, and at the grant of her access, he delved inside her mouth. 

In that exact moment, she had been lifted up and readjusted into his arms as he carefully led the two upstairs to romance her into the twilight.

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The light seeped through the small slit in the curtains waking the sleeping beauty. The sounds of the shower running took her attention while her eyes were still closed. She rubbed the sleepiness out of her eyes and yawned, fluttering her eyes open as she stretched her aching sore muscles from the love making she did with her boyfriend the previous night before. She smiled at the thought of calling him her boyfriend and sat up in his bed, holding the sheets to her nude breasts.

She swings her legs around the edge of the bed and looked around the master bedroom which she didn't take much time doing before. The master suite's walls were painted grey, as she panned the room observing the urban black art decor of Tupac wearing a flower throned crown hanging above the headboard.  Her eyes widened at how beautiful it was and marveled in its beauty. The painting gave the room a finishing, complete masculine touch to the modern chic room. From the ceiling fan hanging from the ceiling, to the dark brown hardwood floors, the detailing in his bedroom were intricately done giving it a polished regal look.