"I been drankin‘, I been drankin‘... I get filthy when ‘dat liquor get into me. I been thinkin‘, I been thinkin‘... why can‘t I keep my fingers off ya baby, I want you. Na naa," I sung. I was listening to music while getting ready for tonight.
I sipped my Moet while admiring my freshly straightened hair, makeup and my new outfit. I had on a Last Kings jersey dress in black white white letters that read Kingin, Carvela Kurt Geiger Royal Blue sandal heels, a royal blue Tila March Mini Manon bag, and Movado Bold gold jewelery. I strapped my heels with my free hand and applied some nude lipgloss over my baby pink lips and readjusted my dress.
"You got me faded faded faded baby, I want you. Na naa," I swayed and twirled my hips in the middle of my suite floor imaginging Carter‘s arms around me. "Can‘t keep ya eyes off my fatty, daddy I want you. Na na, drunk in looove." I ran my fingers through my hair while dancing and I heard a gentle knock on the door. I turned the speakers hooked up to my iPhone down to where I could still hear it.
"Coming." I sung before strutting over to the door, feeling like a model. I wasn‘t expecting company so it was convenient that there was a peep hole on the hotel door.
I looked through and saw Carter standing there in a black, blue, and white Last Kings shirt that read Kingin in white, all black versace pants, black, blue, and white Jordan Flights, and a Last Kings Snapback. His neck was draped in silver chains, his wrist was decked in a silver, black, and white Rolex that complimented his wedding band.
"Damn." I mumbled before opening the door. My eyes lit up and he opened his arms wide for me as I looked up at him.
"C‘mere babe, I know you missed me." he said softly. I stood there with my arms crossed with a seductive smile on my face.
"Oh true, so you ain‘t miss me?" I asked jokingly, of course he missed me.
"You know I missed ya big headed ass," he admitted. I smiled as he picked me up and twirled my lil ass around. I wrapped my legs around his waist and rested my head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his cologne.
"I missed you too, don‘t leave me for that long ever again." I said wrapping my arms around his neck and looking him deep in his honey brown eyes.
"I promise I won‘t babe," he smirked. I leaned in for a passionate kiss and he met me halfway, moving his hands down to my ass.
"Unh unh playboy, you‘ll get that later." I said stopping his hand and kissing him on his neck. He looked at me with his big pretty eyes and I looked away, he was not gonna persuade me to give it up yet.
"Don‘t act like you don‘t want it as bad as I do ma." he whispered in my ear.
"But w-we gotta go celebrate your birthday." I stammered. Everytime I tried to contain myself, he brought that freak outta me. The little shit he did or said just made me drop my panties for him at any given moment. Like when he called me ‘ma‘ or he whispered in my ear, it made me wet as hell.
"And we will." he said. I bit down on my bottom lip, feeling my panties get wet. Dammit, he needs to stop before I fuck him in this hallway, I thought. I looked him in his eyes and he proceeded to carry me in the room and kick the door closed. I heard Drunk In Love play once again through my speakers and I reached over to turn it up. I was on my Beyonce shit tonight. He sat me on the bed but I stood back up, walking around him. He turned around to face me and I sat him on the bed, I knew exactly what I was gonna do.
I let my hips rock to the beat, staring him directly in his low eyes. I began taking my dress off, revealing my all red lingerie set I bought especially for his birthday night. I slid it off of my body and threw it on the floor, running my fingers through my hair.
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