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Me: hurry home ;)
Kohen: mmm I love when you call me Sir.
Kohen: good girl.
Me: shut up!
Shutting the screen off, I head downstairs so I don’t have to wait for him much longer. I will wait to put my heels on until I get downstairs. Kohen is on the third floor, and I don’t want to fall and break my leg. I get to the bottom of the first set of stairs where Xzavien resides. I freeze when I hear loud moaning. It sounds like two grizzly bears are trying to kill each other. I giggle and run down the second set of stairs in a rush, when I run into a brick wall and fall on my ass.
“Damnnn, Angel,” is all I hear, and I look up into my sexy man’s eyes, embarrassed as fuck. He looks so good wearing some black skinny jeans with rips on the knees and some black-on-black vans with a band T. I don't think I have ever seen him dressed like this. I think I drool a little as my jaw hits the floor.
“You look so fucking good, baby.”
I roll my eyes with a scoff and stick my hand out so he can help me up. “You don’t look so bad yourself. I've never seen you dress like this. I like it.”
“You do, huh?” he says, his smirk on display as he leans in for a kiss. I turn my face, causing him to catch my cheek. “That's cold, Angel.” His eyebrows meet in confusion as he looks down at me.
“Well, maybe you shouldn’t be a cocky asshole and should just say ‘thank you, my gorgeous perfect girlfriend,’ when I give you a compliment.”
His eyes widen and his smile reaches his ears “Girlfriend? Where is she? I’d love to meet her, because the girl I want hasn’t confirmed if she’s mine or not.”
Sarcastic asshole. We laugh while he looks around as if trying to find said girlfriend. I push him gently and he pulls me into his chest, leaving no space between us. One hand rests at the top of my ass and the other is already tangled in the strands of my long hair. I tiptoe and kiss him on the lips gently and whisper, “I am yours, Kohen Ventura, and I don’t want to be anyone else’s, ever.” Before I know it, his lips are on mine. He kisses me rough and unapologetic as he lifts me by my ass and grinds into me. My pussy throbs and I know I’m dripping wet for him.
He pulls back, his hazel eyes looking into my deep brown ones, searching. “You’re really mine?”
“Yes,” I whisper into his ear. It’s simple and a matter of fact. I belong to him because I was made for him. There is no one else for me. It's him or no one. I run my fingers through his hair, messy all mine. I tug at the short strands. “Did you get a haircut?”
“Yes, I tried something new. Like it?” I don't know how I didn’t notice right away. But it looks so fucking sexy. The sides are cut short and edged up but he kept the top longer, his light brown curls on display falling hallway over his forehead. I swipe them away from his forehead and plant a soft kiss there.
“So handsome, babe”
“Thanks, sexy. Let’s get going, though. We need to make it on time.” He sets me down and I walk over to the main living room. The black leather sectional is empty for once. I sit down and start to put my heels on. “Let me help you.”
I look up and he is on his knees in front of me, straight shot to my black lace thong. I squeeze my thighs together, hoping he won’t be able to see if he looks. Images of him proposing flash through my mind like a movie, him in a black dress shirt and black slacks as we eat at a fancy restaurant with the most beautiful ring he picked just for me.
“Angel?” Kohen’s voice brings me out of my hallucination. What the fuck is wrong with me? It’s too soon to be thinking like that. We barely made it official. “You okay, Angel?” Concern laces his face and I stutter back a response.
“Y... Yes, okay. Are you?”
He laughs, “Yes, but I need your shoe if I’m going to put it on these sexy ass feet.” I hand him my heel and lift my right foot so he can place it on me. Instead, he brings my foot to his face and kisses the arch, moving up toward my heel, peppering kisses along his trail. My breath hitches. “You sure you’re okay?”
I nod, having no words and hoping we get out of this house and to our date before we fuck the entire night away. He laughs and focuses on the task before him. He gets one heel on, buckles the little strap, and taps my left ankle so I lift it for him. He gets the other heel on without all the funny business and we finally make it out the door of this god forsaken mansion.
The drive is longer than I expected. We left the house at five and it's almost six thirty, so we’ve been driving for about an hour.
“Are we going to San Antonio?” I ask as I stare out the window, looking for clues.
“Why yes, yes we are.”
“When are we going when we get there?” I’m so curious.
“It's a surprise, Angel.”
I cross my arms over my chest and let out a huff of annoyance. “You know I don't like surprises.” He surprised me in class for Valentine's Day with a huge bear and several dozens of roses, and as if that wasn’t enough, he had the acapella club sing me a song. I’m not even sure which one at this point but I was so embarrassed. I secretly love it but I won’t dare admit it to him.
“You love surprises,” he teases, squeezing my thigh with the hand he rests there while driving. He inches up and I smack his arm.
“Stop being a perv or we will never get anywhere or do anything.”
