Expect the Unexpected

Expect the Unexpected

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Sneak Peek: He leans in, and kisses me deeply. His long, beautiful eyelashes tickle my cheek, just as I'd predicted when I first met him. His soft, full, lips envelop mine, but I don't push him away because he needs this. I need this. I want this. I bury my hands in his hair, and he starts to do the same, but then he hesitates. He's probably wondering if it's ok to touch a black girls' hair. I smile against his lips, and grab his hands and bury them in my braids. He smiles back, and runs his fingers through my braids. I'm starting to think that he's having more fun with my braids than with my lips but then he runs his tongue across my teeth. I open my mouth and he deepens the kiss. Our tongues dance and he nips at my lower lip. Kissing him is wonderful; he's probably the best kisser that I've ever encountered. So much for the stereotype about White people being bad kissers.
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"Why the hell won't you just admit it?!" I yelled at him. "Admit what?!" He asked. "The REAL reason why you don't want to be with me! It's cause I'm too fat and cause I'm white and you are so afraid as to what your friends might think, aren't you?!" I snapped at him. "You don't know shit!" He snaps right back at me. "Oh no? Why can't you just tell me? I can take the rejection!" I snap again at him. He starts stomping his way over towards me and raises both my hands against the wall and above my head as he leans in closer to me just inches from my lips. "You think I don't want to be with you because I'm too embarrassed because of how big you are or that your white? You really think I could give two shits as to what anyone including my friends think about us? Well I don't. I could give two shits about what anyone thinks! So stop fucking assuming you know me or what I'm thinking cause you don't!" He fires back at me. "Well then what is it then huh?" I asked. "You wouldn't understand. But do me a favor and stop pretending that you know me when you don't." He says. We both then stand there for a moment looking in each others eyes and then he leans in closer and smashes his lips onto mine. © Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved

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