I didn't want to trap a player (Urban Romance)

Creepin' on the low

I drove towards Quentin’s apartment for the match we was going to see today and his birthday dinner at his mum’s house, I was a bit nervous because I’d be face to face with his mum and we’re not even a item to be honest, I wore black high waist jeans, simple jumper and a pair of nikes and my black Michael kors bag and gold hoops leaving my hair out straight.

When I reached his apartment complex I locked my car because I knew we were going in his car to the match and I made sure I had my ipad and camera to take notes for my media project.

I climbed up the stars and knocked on his door to be greeted with him in his tower exposes his naked chest, I bit my lip restraining myself from jumping on him and sexually attacking the boy I barely knew. He had a tattoo of Blake’s face and full name on his chest then on his left arm had a sleeve covered in bible quotes that were wrote in the artistic tree and each branch had a quote, it was sexy and wasn’t those stupid pointless tattoos boys get.

“It’s 12pm and you just go out the shower?” I sassed and walked into the apartment.

He chuckled and flicked my nose making me screw, “I only came in at 10” He shrugged and I just looked at him sideways, somebody smashed last night.

I didn’t really care about what he got up to when I weren’t around I barely knew the guy and he’s not my man and even if he could be it’s not that serious yet.

He threw on his true religion jeans, a white tee and his jordans and brushed up his hair neat.

“Where’s tweedle dum and tweedle dee?” I asked referring to Tyrese and Tyson making Q chuckle.

“They already at my mama’s with everyone” He told me then pulled me close, “It’s just me and you ma’” he growled and made me bite down on my lip.

Quentin was so fine that it hurts my heart and my hormones, his touch set me off and I’ve never even slept with the boy, his hand sat right on my ass and he gave me an evil look, this nigga was way too slick.

Before I could protest his lips crashed onto mine and my books fell to the ground, he was touch and grabbing me everywhere.

“What about the game?” I breathed out in between kisses.

“We have time” He growled undressing him and me at the same damn time.

We had now found ourselves on his all white carpet and I was riding him, don’t ask how it escalated that fast but I just I wanted him so bad and he clearly felt the same, I moved my hips in rhythm while I rode him making his eyes roll back and I smirked.

He gripped onto my hips pulling his manhood deeper inside, “Ah Q-Quentin, don’t stop” A moan slipped as he hit my spot, I didn’t know what to do with myself my whole body jerked when I felt my orgasm ride out and my thighs started to get weak and by the look of his face he already came too, I smiled a bit at our little get together but the complications that came with this is exactly what I feared.

“We better head out, let me just uh... freshen up” I said walking to the bathroom picking up my clothes and left the awkward scene.