“You better be glad you know how to bribe me… and it better be good food.”
Her comments make me laugh and toss my arm around her neck, pulling her closer to me.
“I’m gonna go home and change real quick, then I’ll be over.”
My mind wanders for a moment.
“Yes, I’m giving you enough time to fuck him before I get there.”
“You know me so well.”
“You know, I was hoping by now you’d no longer be dick-dazed by him.”
“Dick-dazed?” I shriek.
“Yeah, dick-dazed.” She laughs along with me. “But seriously, it’s been what, weeks, and you’re still obsessed with him.”
“I wouldn’t say obsessed.”
“Babe,” she leans into me. “You wear his tooth around your neck.”
My mouth drops as I look at her, stunned.
“What? Didn’t think I knew?” She laughs, shaking her head. “If it’s anyone else’s tooth, you have way bigger problems than being dick-dazed.” Nodding her head, she doesn’t wait for me to say another word before turning and walking towards her car.
Parking my car in front of his bike, I shake my head before walking the short distance to my apartment.
“Eli?” I call out as I walk into the living room, not seeing him.
“Shit, sorry.” I hear him mumble from down the hall where the bathroom is.
“It’s fine. Low went to change first.”
“Did she?” his eyebrow crocked as he rounds the corner, a towel tied low around his waist, and smirking at me.
“Yes. Well, I have a feeling she went home first so we could have some alone time.”
“Why you say that?”
“Cause she told me I was dick-dazed.”
A smile teamed with mischief spread across his face as he nods and moves closer to me. “Good to know.” His voice lowering as his hand comes around my lower back, pulling me into him.
“I am not.”
“Oh, yeah?”
“I’m not,” I’m trying not to grin now, “now if she accused me of being stuck in a tongue-trance…”
“I’ll take it.” He laughs out.
I pull the knot on his towel, letting it fall to the ground. His dick bouncing as if to greet me, but before I’m able to sink to my knees, hands are gripping my ass, lifting me up until my legs wrap around his waist.
Our lips finding one another as if being away for the few hours we were today was too long. And we’re fiening for one another already.
Maybe I am dick-dazed.
His hands are on the waistband of my jeans, tugging them and my panties down as soon as my ass touches the bed. I’m pulling my shirt off and unhooking my bra.
