"Ion know, that shit do look kinda fun though," Ski admitted to Persia, looking down at her as they laid in bed. He had just come back from the studio and they were watching a movie that just so happened to have a ménage à trois scene.
"You really think so?" She responded, her eyebrows habitually furrowing.
"Yeah but only with you and another girl, not no nigga," he responded truthfully. "You not cool with it?" He was only willing to do what she was comfortable with. All the decisions made in their relationship were collective decisions. They weighed the pros and cons; every settlement was thought all the way through, except for the spontaneous ones. But to Persia, one like this wouldn't be called spontaneous.
"Uhhh I don't know... I mean with who though? A stripper? One of your female friends? One of mine? I'm selfish and you know that."
"Nobody we know for real, it would be weird after the fact," he said, looking up at the ceiling. He looked up at the ceiling whenever he was thinking deeply. Looking at Persia in the eyes sidetracked him because he had a habit of getting distracted by the looks she gave him. He liked them but sometimes he just wanted to get his point across.
"Ugh you have a point. But you know me, if it look like you enjoying it too much imma slap one of y'all," she said truthfully.
He smiled at her response, admiring how possessive she was. Usually he didn't like girls as possessive over him but it was different for Persia, only because he worked for her. The fact that he had the luxury of sleeping in the same bed as her still amazed him, even after 3 years of them staying in contact. "You know I love you right?" He briefly glanced at her.
"You ask me this quite often," she remarked, blushing. She knew she loved the question.
"It's just conformation. I know you like reassurance even though you don't tell me that." He said honestly. He had grown to know Persia much better than he knew himself. Of everybody he had ever met, he spent the most time paying attention to her. Her mannerisms, her thought process, her facial expressions and more.
"In that case, yes. I'd like to think that you do love me," she laughed, burying her face in his chest. "I love you," she reminded him, leaving a kiss on his upper body.
It was only then that Persia remembered how long it had been without sex with Stokeley. But she had just gotten off her period and knew now and right before it were her most horny times of the month. Without thinking she continued kissing him, the kisses moving up to his neck and soon to his lips.
He kissed her back with just as much hunger, pulling her closer if even possible.
"Wait, I gotta say something." Persia pulled away from the kiss, looking into his eyes intensely.
"Yeah baby?" He answered, giving a concerned look. He kissed her forehead before she began speaking.
"I just wanna remind you that no other female will do what I can do for you during sex."
"And you know no other man can make you cum 7 times in one day?" He confirmed.
Persia blushed and went back to kissing Stokeley with nothing but pure love and admiration for him.
