Qatari.
I entered the house with a smile on my face as I ended the call with Sam. "Erica," I called out not hearing a sound throughout the house. I went up the steps to my room to place my many bags down. "What you hollering for?" She came out of her room adjusting her robe.
"Cause I wanted to show you what I had.."
"Oh I'll see later I'm with my new boo," she whispered sneaking back into her room shutting the door behind her.
I sighed and shook my head releasing a laugh. I had been feeling so much better since Jamell had passed away. It had been about a month or so. Samson and I were working back on our relationship again but I wasn't too sure about moving back home. I actually liked being separated from him and having my own thinking space. I started to place the many clothes into the closet and once I finished I sat on the bed going to my private album which I had on my phone and looked at pictures of Jamell.
I found a video where we were laying in bed beside each other, "I fuckin' love you stop playin' with me," he said aggressively as he slapped my thigh causing me to scream out, "okay baby I'm sorry," I laughed in the video.
I broke into a smile and found a tear falling down my cheek. What we had was something rushed, rare and unexpected to be honest.. I knew he loved me because he was willing to do any and everything to keep me no matter what sick thing he had to do. Call me crazy but it was the absolute truth.
Erica.
"So do you want some wine?" I questioned going to the small fridge I had in my room and opened it pulling out a chilled bottle of wine. He chuckled and grabbed the bottle from me beginning to sip at it. I climbed on him as was resting back on his elbows. "So what do you wanna do.. Melvin?" I wondered beginning to play with his two stranded twisted dreads.
"You," he replied swiftly pushing me off and climbing onto me.
I released a giggle.
"I'm all yours," I responded.
"You promise?" He questioned with a slight twinkle in his dark eyes.
I slowly nodded as he caressed his thumb over my chin. I grabbed his hand placing kisses amongst it. "You're so fuckin' beautiful," he confessed making my heart flutter. He placed his lips onto mine aggressively. I wrapped my arms around his neck allowing him to do all the work. I steadily laid back as I felt him kissing down the middle of my chest, "I'm all yours," I assured.
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Qatari.
Erica moans were continuous and then she released a shriek causing my eyes to roll. Which meant she finally had reached her climax. They were having sex for hours which was becoming rather annoying. I hadn't thought about sex much since I knew the only person who'd make me feel a certain way was now gone from this world. I truly didn't plan on rushing into anything with anyone how I did with Jamell. Since I knew he was now only a figment of my imagination I didn't have any dreams about him or anything of that nature.
Erica's door opened and slammed back a few seconds later. I heard someone dashing down the hall and I smirked waiting a minute or so before I went to interrogate her ass.
She should've been in the same predicament as me, as many people she had dragged along to just run back to her ex.
I opened my door and slowly walked to hers. She was laying in bed with the blanket over her head. "Erica he knocked you out?" I questioned but she didn't answer. I kissed my teeth and nudged her a bit, to see she didn't bother moving.
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