"Did you not hear me? Get out, Taurus." Unbuckling his seat belt he gets out. I unbuckle my seat and step out the car. His towering 6'3 is standing in front of me looking down at me blank face. "I've taken a lot of disrespect from you, Taurus more t...
Walking into the house I feel refreshed yet very gross. My clothes are cold and sticking to my skin because of my sweat. I need to be cleaned, walking into my room I strip out of my clothes and turn my shower on hot. I'm in the mood for a long steaming shower. Stepping in I emerger my entire body under the water. while washing my hair my thoughts wonder to what happened today. I can't believe I snapped on a woman today over a man, I start to massage my favorite shampoo into the back of head working to the rest of my head at this stressful thought. But he is my man. I'm not letting him get away and I'm sure as hell not gonna let some blonde bitch try to steal what's mine. The hot water continue to rain down on me loosening up my muscles, I'm not jealous, not in the slightest but I have no problem setting a bitch straight. Grabbing my loofa I scrub my body down with my favorite soap making the whole bathroom smell like dove. To be honest that isn't like me usually I can just talk and get my point across.
But man something just took over, like the audacity of this stranger. I assume it has to be the bond between me and Ekon. The glass to the shower turns foggy and I write Taurus & Ekon ❤️ on the glass. I blush at my childish action. Since he's come to me I've been feeling different. Hornier, very territorial, and on alert. It's just like when I was made by my makers. At first I was feeling all those things. Sense's on high and the fact my makers will show up doesn't sit well with me. I'm starting to think will the feelings still be there for them or will they be gone because of Ekon? And I'm sexually frustrated I tell you right now I'm about to be in a world of hurt.
Maybe I should go to the sex store. I should have done that ages ago. I know he says not to touch myself but damn him. He'll realize sooner than later that I do what I want. Don't like it then Ekon you can just fuck me. I laugh out loud at that raunchy thought. I need to stop.
Once I'm done cleaning my body squeaky clean, I get dressed put on my personal products. I put on my new outfit that I ordered from Blac chynas closet.
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I go to the mirror and I look like a fucking winner. Skin on dark chocolate and glow. Thighs thick as hell booty fatter then a possum with the mumps. Abs on ten damnit I just look good. I rub on the sides of body up to my breast. I turn around checking out my body. When I'm done I say loud and proud " I LOVE YOU AFRICAN AMERICAN WOMAN, SHIT ON THESE HOES!" After I'm done I pull myself back and get it together. "Classy and sassy, not a baddie. Period" And I head out towards the door.
Opening it I'm shocked to see Ekon there starring down at me intensely. I wonder if he heard my out burst. My cheeks heat up at the possible thought. I moisten my lips at his heated stare. My body gets more heated as he stares at my lips. I just know he's thinking about earlier, he's looking down at my outfit and takes his thick pink bottom lip with his teeth there so white and straight. He's cleaned up and dressed in a white tee shirt that shows his muscular v shaped body and black jeans, his hair is a little damp. This man is so fine I just want to rip his shirt off of his perfect body. But I can't I have to keep control of myself.
