Page 27 of Autumn & Woods
“Too… deep…”
“Eyes on me,” he demanded.
I looked up, lips parted, chest rising. “Woods…”
“You feel that?”
“Y-yessss…” I nodded.
“This dick fuckin’ loves you, baby.”
“Shit… I love… him too.”
His lips found mine again, all tongue and breath and heat. Like a message. And when we came together, Woods groaned my name in my ear all deep and drawn-out.
He stayed there for a second, buried deep, forehead against mine, both of us catching our breath in the dark. Then he kissed me again, and it hit me that we’d crossed the line. But, at that moment, I didn’t care. Because this clearly wasn’t just fucking. This was more.
T h el i g h tc r e e p i n gthrough the blackout curtains didn’t stand a chance against how good she looked lying across my chest. Autumn’s leg was thrown over mine, her fingers laced with mine like she didn’t wanna let go. Her hair was wild as fuck, but she was still gorgeous. My hand slid down her back. I needed a second to just…take this shit in.
Last night damn sure wasn’t supposed to happen like that, but I’m glad it did. And I’m not just talking about the way she moaned my name, or how soft she got when I whispered in her ear. I’m talking about the way she saw me. Past the money, the smoke, the chain. She didn’t treat me like some street nigga with a suite and a rental.
She listened and matched my energy without flinching. And then me nutting in her… shit, that damn sure wasn’t planned, but her pussy was too good. I knew we would need tograb a Plan B ASAP, if she was on that type of time for real. It wouldn’t bother me either way, and the fact that it didn’t said a lot. Yeah, Autumn had me gone.
I kissed the side of her head, and she stirred a little, mumbling something into my chest before settling again. I slid out the bed carefully, not trying to wake her. I grabbed my boxer briefs off the floor and stepped into ‘em before reaching for the blunt I’d rolled last night and didn’t finish. Stepping onto the balcony, I slid the door just enough so that I could hear it when she woke up. Then, I inhaled the breezy warm air and exhaled before sparking the blunt.
The city looked different in the morning. It was peaceful as fuck, letting my thoughts run as I pulled in the smoke and let it settle. Truth was…I wasn’t trying to play this cool no more with Autumn, not after last night. I fucked with her heavy. I needed all that in my life.
“Psst…” I heard from behind me and turned to see her sitting up on the bed with the sheets pulled over her body.
“Mornin’,” I said, smoke curling from my lips.
She smiled a sleepy smile, but that shit was sexy. “Morning,” she echoed, voice rough but soft.
“Still want leftovers for breakfast?” I smirked, walking back inside towards the ashtray.
She rolled her eyes but grinned, “Only if you warm it up for me.”
I looked her up and down. “I warmed you up all night. You want me to serve it too?” She tossed a pillow at me and laughed,and it filled the whole room. I caught it mid-air, threw it right back. “You want food or you want me?”
She smirked, biting her lip, like that was gon’ stop the heat in my eyes. “Why can’t I have both?”
I laughed and went to the kitchen, grabbing the plates we packed up last night to heat them up. When I was done, I grabbed two bottles of water from the fridge and forks. “Leftovers in bed? You sure you can handle that level of intimacy?” I teased, setting the food down on the tray table and bringing it to the bed.
Autumn laughed, scooting back against the headboard. “Only if you let me wear your shirt while we eat.”
That was easy. I grabbed my button-up from yesterday and tossed it to her. My dick got hard instantly. “You lucky I like how you look in my shit,” I muttered, watching her slide it on over them soft ass titties. She looked too damn good sitting there, all cozy and domestic, like she belonged. I climbed back in bed, tray between us, and passed her a fork.
She rolled her eyes, digging in. “Mmm… this mac and cheese is so damn good. You know I made this, right? Taj and I.”
“Word? Lemme find out…” I chuckled, leaning back on my elbow, watching her eat. “You really dope as fuck, Autumn.” She caught that look I gave her and didn’t shy away from it. She just licked some yams off her thumb and smirked back.
After we crushed our plates, I laid back, feeling full as fuck with my arms behind my head. She crawled over, laid her head on my chest and that shit felt good. “What we watching?” Iasked. She grabbed the remote, scrolled through channels, then landed right on Love Jones.
I laughed. “You tryna get a nigga all soft and shit, huh?”
She looked up at me, grinning. “A little softness never hurt nobody.”
“Until I start quotin’ lines and you think I’m tryna be poetic.”
