It Doesn't Get Anymore Colorful Than You

Chapter 9

Standing over Chance small snores left his mouth, I frowned.

Something about a nigga sleeping peacefully when I'm up, don't sit right with me.

"Chance." I lightly tapped on his shoulder for the third time but he didn't budge. Another strike of lightning followed by thunder went off causing me to scream, and go under the covers he used on the couch.

Coddling my head in his chest, I lightly screamed until it died down. "Saige." He held me waking up out of his sleep, with a deeper voice than normal. It was groggy and I looked up from his chest to see a confused expression on his face.

"I tried to wake you up, but you sleep too hard." Thunder went off again and I buried my head in his chest holding him tight.

"You're scared of lightning and thunder?" He asked and I shook my head. It had something I had been scared of since I was a little girl, and when a storm would approach when I was younger I would always sleep with my mom and dad. In the organization, I would stay up screaming in my room when one occurred getting no sleep.

It seemed like the thunder and lightning was much louder over here, and I tried my best to out sleep it but it wasn't working.

"Can I sleep with you?" I whined and I couldn't tell if he was finding this funny, and childish. To some, it might be but this was a terrible fear for me since forever.

"Yea, let's go to my room for more space in the bed." Getting up slowly he wrapped the covers up and grabbing his pillow, but I wouldn't let his hand go making him chuckle. Holding my hand with his right, he grabbed everything with his left guiding us to his room.

"Usually I take the side by the door, but you want me to be closer to the window?" He asked tiredly and I nodded my head jumping in the bed.

Pushing my body near him, he spooned me as rain slapped against the window, followed by more thunder and lightning. Shaking I closed my eyes tight.

 "It's going to be okay. I got you." He mumbled into my ear holding my waist.

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Chance POV:

"Fuck," I mumbled as Keisha's bobbed her head up and down on my shaft as I looked down at her watching the spit leak from her mouth.

Keisha was my best dick sucker, and even though she did it better than everyone else I've messed with, it was like she could never make me nut from it. I wasn't trying to fuck because I didn't bring a condom, and I felt like it was disrespectful to go home smelling like sex knowing Saige was there.

"Move." I thumped her forehead with my head but followed with smacking my dick on her forehead for fun.

My dick immediately went back soft as I pulled up my boxers and sweatpants. "You didn't even cum. Let's fuck." She smiled coming to me rubbing on my chest.

"Nah ain't got a condom." I put my shirt on and continued on putting my sneakers on after.

"We don't need one."

"Buggin."

"You never spend time with me anymore. Always working, and now you got that girl living with you. Let me find out-"

"Let you find out what?" I raised my eyebrow. "You not my girl, and I keep telling you that."

"But you becoming over here knowing your dick want me."

"A dick you cant make nut?" I scrunched my face up.

"Think about it. Make sure the next thing that comes out your mouth, makes sense." I thumped her shoulder, as I walked out her bedroom.