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Obviously this isn't Dewayne and Harmony

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Obviously this isn't Dewayne and Harmony. But act like it is. I'm trying to set the mood hoes😂😫

HARMONY POV

9:00pm
Dewayne still hasn't texted me back but Aisha told me that he's fine, so I try not to worry... try being the key word. Aisha's still working her shift at Starbucks, but she's pulling up later so we can hit Club Passion. It's been a minute since I've been out, and a bitch need to throw a lil' ass and sip something cold and strong.

The plan today was simple—wash up and get through some of these practice exams. There's no set date for when I gotta take them, but I've been procrastinating like hell. My mind's been way too full. The good part is, my new job gives me space to study, and since I'll be working directly with my man... I smile just thinking about how fine he gon' look in a suit while I'm planning his schedule.

I step into the shower, letting the hot water run down my body. It's soothing. I tilt my head back, closing my eyes as the steam surrounds me. My curls soak under the heat, and I reach for the shampoo, letting the sweet pea and lavender scent fill the air.

"Alexa, shuffle playlist," I say.

Not even a beat later, 'Boyfriend #2' starts blaring through the speaker.
"Ooh this my shit," I laugh, singing along as I massage my scalp.

Turn around, let me lick you from yo neck down to yo navel...

I rinse out my hair, flipping around to face the back of the shower, and just as the music crescendos—

"Grab my hand, I'ma pick you up and put you on the counter..."

A deep, familiar voice sings the lyrics behind me. I wipe the water from my eyes and turn—

"Way—"

Before I can finish, Dewayne's arms are wrapped around me. His lips meet mine and I melt instantly. He presses me up against the cold tile wall, his hard dick nudging against my stomach like it missed me too.

"You miss me?" he smirks, voice low and thick like honey.

"Yes, Dewayne, I missed you so much," I whisper, biting my lip as he sucks on my neck.

I spin us around and pin him to the wall. Water trickles down my back as I kiss him, tongue slipping into his mouth, drawing a groan from his chest.

"You singin' that song like you really 'bout it," he growls.

"I am 'bout it," I challenge.

He chuckles darkly before flipping me back around. One hand on my hip, the other tangled in my hair, he slides into me from behind in one smooth thrust.

"Aw Baby!" I cry, hand reaching back to clutch his abs.

"Fuck, Moni," he hisses, slowing his thrusts like he savorin' every inch. "You feel like heaven, i cant't get enough of you."

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