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“Right,” she agreed.
A door opened and closed on the floor above him, echoing down the stairwell. Next, there were footsteps. They fell silent as a heavyset dude with dreads came down the stairs and passed them with a head nod to Lo as he continued down the last flight of stairs and out the door.
“I watched your graduation’s—sorry, your doctorate convocation’s—live stream today. Congratulations, Lo,” she said, reaching over to lightly touch her fingertips to his chest.
It was bare, and the goose bumps she gave him were visible.
He closed his eyes and tilted his head back as he covered his face with his hands. “Yo, you killing me,” he said, his voice strained.
She held up her hands. “It’s okay. I’ll go,” she said, turning from him to walk down the tiled hall.
“How did your GED test go?”
Desdemona stopped. “I passed,” she said, looking back over her shoulder.
Their eyes locked.
She felt warm from his very look and heady from being in his presence again.I love him so much.
Loren leaned against the doorway with his hand over his mouth as he studied her. He shook his head and laughed a little. “Just when I’m starting to get my shit together. Here you are.”
Desdemona turned and leaned against the railing of the landing. “Here I am,” she admitted, her voice just a tad more than a whisper.
“For?” he asked.
“I needed to say goodbye to you better than I did, Lo,” she admitted. “You meant way more to me than what I showed you that day, and you didn’t deserve that.”
“No, I didn’t,” he agreed, looking down at his bare feet and then over at her again.
Their eyes locked again.
“Do I get a chance to redo it?” she asked, giving him a beguiling smile.
His eyes dipped down to her thick thighs exposed by the short hem of her T-shirt dress. “Is it still goodbye?” he asked.
She nodded. “Yeah, it is, Lo,” she admitted.
His eyes never left hers as he extended his arm to open the door wider in invitation.
Desdemona pushed off the railing and walked over to him, slowly letting her hand trail across his rigid abdomen as she passed him to enter the apartment.
He closed the door and reached to pull her body back against his with one strong arm.
“Yes,” she sighed, turning in his embrace to entwine her fingers in his hair as she kissed him with a slowness as he eased his hands down her back and buttocks to raise the hem of the dress.
She gently sucked the tip of his tongue as he cupped her buttocks in the black lace thong she wore. She moaned and crushed her body against his until her soft breasts were flattened against the soft hairs of his chest. “Lo,” she sighed into his open mouth in between kisses. “Oh, Lo.”
He bent his legs and wrapped an arm around her waist to lift her body up against his with a strength that made her weak. He reached his sofa and turned to sit down with her straddling his lap. His hands cupped her buttocks before gripping her flimsy lace thong into his fist and tearing it away from her.
She gasped.
He pulled her dress over her head and flung it away before he pressed his face against her cleavage and planted warm kisses there.
She shivered.
He shifted his head to the left and licked at her nipple.
She cried out and arched her back, gripping the soft tendrils of his hair as he pleasured her from one taut brown nipple to the other and back again, stoking a heat inside her that seemed to warm her from her head to the tips of her toes. “Lo,” she sighed.
