"Where you want me at?"
"Just... lay with me. In my bed."
I nodded slowly. "Aight, bet."
She stood up and I followed her upstairs to her bedroom. It was just as put together as downstairs. A queen-sized bed with a fluffy comforter, candles, string lights hung up along the walls giving everything a soft glow. The scent of her perfume lingered in the air.
She climbed into bed carefully, and I kicked off my shoes before laying down on top of the covers next to her. She turnedon her good side facing me, and I laid on my back, staring up at the ceiling.
"You comfortable?" I asked.
"Yeah."
We laid there in silence for a while. I could hear her breathing, feel the warmth of her body next to mine. The energy between us was thick, charged with everything we wasn't saying.
"Trigg?" Her voice was soft, hesitant.
"Wassup?"
"Can I ask you something?"
"Go 'head."
"Why you really go back for me?"
I turned my head to look at her. Her eyes was searching mine, looking for something real.
"'Cause I couldn't leave you," I said simply. "I wouldn't be able to live wit' myself if somethin' happened to you."
"That's it?"
I was quiet for a second, then decided fuck it, might as well keep it a hunnid.
"Nah. 'Cause I been feelin' you for a minute now. And seein' you wit' that nigga Rah been eatin' at me, real shit."
She looked surprised. "You been feeling me?"
"Man, you ain't know?" I turned onto my side to face her properly. "I thought I been making that obvious."
"I thought you was just... I don't know. Flirting."
"Nah, it's more than that." I reached out and tucked one of her loose braids behind her ear. "Been more than that."
She closed her eyes for a second when I touched her, like my hand on her skin did something to her. When she opened them again, they was darker, filled with some other shit. Lust…
"Trigg..."
"Yeah?"
"Kiss me."
I didn't need to be told twice. I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers, soft at first, testing. She responded immediately, her good hand coming up to grip my shirt, pulling me closer. I deepened the kiss, my tongue sliding against hers, tasting her mint from her toothpaste.
She moaned softly into my mouth and I felt it straight in my dick. My hand moved to her waist, feeling the curve of her body through the thin T-shirt. She was so soft, so warm against me.
When we finally pulled apart, we was both breathing hard.
"We probably shouldn't..." she started, but I could see in her eyes she didn't really mean it.
