"Fuck..." I grunted."...them. Let it out. "
I pulled out and slammed back into her again until she screamed.
"Like that." I assured as I bit into her neck. "Those bitches want to be you right now. Let them hear it." I groaned as I sucked on her neck.
Her moans echoed throughout the room and she arched her back up as her body began to shake. She loved to hear me talk shit; whatever she needs. I heard the music lower and I knew they were being creeps.
Megan rolled me onto my back, never losing our rhythm and bounced up and down on me. I gripped her hips and groaned at her dominance revealing a smirk from her. She wanted to play.
I tightened my grip on her hips and bounced her down roughly onto me.
"Oh fuck!" she yelled and I smirked. She knew better.
"What's my name?" I groaned as I pulled one of her breasts into my mouth and smacked her ass simultaneously.
"Shit." she moaned and fell into my chest. I rolled her back over and spread her legs as far as they could go as I pulled out and slowly pushed myself back it. She let out a loud, stretched out moan and I repeated the same technique.
"Trey." she moaned and I smirked feeling accomplished.
"Louder." I demanded and I jammed myself back inside.
"Fuck! Fuck!"
"Wrong....answer." I grunted as I jammed back inside.
"Trey! Baby! I quit. You win." she screamed and I groaned into her neck.
This fucking girl is going to be the death of me I thought to myself as I slowly stroked in and out of her. "Fuck."
Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't do it. I coached myself as I kissed and nibbled on her neck.
"Fuck." I repeated as I battled with my mind and slowed up my strokes.
Fuck it.
"I love you." I told her and felt her body shake under me.
"Oh shit." I heard someone say on the other side of the door followed by huffs, giggles and "shh's"
"I love you." she moaned before placing her lips against mine. "So much more."
I couldn't hold it anymore. I pushed myself as deep as I could go and held her bottom lip in my mouth as I stared down at our centers before staring in her eyes. My eyes rolled a little as I grunted and came.
•••
Tremaine.
I rubbed my hands over my face as I made my way back into the living room where music was still blaring and my guests were laughing, drinking and having a good time. I received dirty looks from some of the women, and dog barks from my frat brothers and I busted out laughing.
"Stop that." I told them. I didn't want to make Megan feel uncomfortable once she came out; like she was the butt of a joke.
I noticed Lauren in a corner burning a hole in the side of my face as Megan eased out of my room, finally. She had put her hair into a neat bun on the top of her head and made her way into the living room. Half of the crowd had dispersed and the music had died down a little which I'm sure my neighbors were happy about. I signaled for Megan to come to me and pulled her into my lap.
"This nigga waits until he graduates to be romantic and shit." One of my line brothers, Malik joked causing everyone, including Megan to laugh.
We talked a little more amongst ourselves about our memories from college, about what was next for us and our futures.
Jermaine laughed a little in my direction and a few others did as well causing me to look down at Megan who was fast asleep on my shoulder. I licked my lips and smirked because I knew what they were thinking. They were right. Put her ass right to bed.
My apartment emptied out soon after and I transferred Megan's sleeping body to my bed before straightening up a little and migrating myself. She was clad in one of my T-shirts once I returned and lied behind her. I pulled her into my chest and kissed the back of her neck. This was my favorite place to be.
•••
Megan.
The early morning sun beamed into the bedroom signally that night had come and gone; along with our drunken antics. I wasn't sure where this left us, but I knew I didn't want the moment to end. I snuggled up closer to Trey, whose arm was still snaked across my belly and breath tickled my neck.
There was a comfortable silence that I knew neither of us wanted to break. I knew he wasn't asleep because I felt the shift in his breathing pattern.
"Say what's on your mind." he told me in his early morning raspy voice that vibrated against my neck and I could already feel wetness between my legs.
Did I really want to? Did I really want to have a conversation that would land us back to where we were yesterday, before the intoxication.
"Kiss me first?" I asked, practically begged, feeling the lump that was forming in the back of my throat.
Don't do it, Megan. Please don't. I coached myself as I sucked in a breath.
"Look at me." he demanded as he turned me to face him. Surprisingly his face held a smirk. "You don't have to do that."
I looked at him with confusion before he finished.
"You've rejected me so much, you're scared it's coming back to you." He stated, as if he were reading me before boldly pecking my lips and pulling away before I was able to kiss him back.
"You love me?" He asked and I nodded my head up and down before tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Why are you crying?" he asked against my lips and I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"I hope me loving you is enough. I hope I didn't hurt you so bad that you gave up on us. I hope I didn't fuck up that bad." I admitted.
"You loving me is all I need; as long as it's just us." He said before pulling me into him. "You want to be with me?" he asked.
"I want to be with you." I assured before taking his bottom lip into my mouth and sucking gently before deepening the kiss. I knew where we were headed when his lips went from mine to my neck and his hand slid up my thigh and to my bare bottom underneath his oversized T-shirt. And I was more than ready to make love to my boyfriend.
