Love Journey

34. The Drama

Troy Stevens

I walk down the stairs slowly Samantha following close behind me, our environment gets colder as we go farther down the stairs, as I stand at the new room light up with rows of white lights on the ceiling, a blasting ac, a red leather loveseat and a flat screen TV on the wall I stare in amazement,

"Wow" I hear Sam whisper from behind me, taking the words from my mouth.

There is a note stuck to the TV which reads 'Merry Christmas Baby', Samantha sits in the seat and the sound of the leather rubbing together gets my attention,

"Troy" she says, her voice a bit shaky, I continue to examine the room without looking at her.

***

Samantha Eden

Troy ignores me and I know I've probably lost him, he never ignores me, I think I pushed him too far, maybe moving by my father was a bad idea, maybe not answering his messages was a dumb thing to do and maybe he doesn't want anything to do with me. My mind whirls as every possible thought goes through my mind, I needed some time to think, maybe me taking that time was just me being afraid to actually want to be with someone but here I am sitting with the one person I wanted to talk to but he wouldn't even answer me. I look up from my lap as I fiddle with my fingers he leaves the room. I sit in lowly lit room, the cool air circulates around the room and I begin to think coming here was a bad idea. Ms.Stevens called me a week ago to ask me how I was doing, she said she just wanted me to know that I was a little too hasty and if I would have listened to him I would know the truth, she then invited me to Christmas lunch, my first intention was to say no but she said she's isn't asking for Troy, she was asking for herself. I wanted to see him, maybe talk and she had given me the perfect way. I hear footsteps descending down the stairs and his muscular frame flows into the room, he is wear a navy blue button down with the sleeves rolled up and beige jeans, if we were on good terms our pics together would look amazing. He frowns as he approaches me and slowly outstretches his hand with a piece of crumpled paper in it,

"What's this?" I ask and he says nothing, I undo the paper trying not to tear it, the paper has on words they are a bit smudged but I can make them out,

Beautiful, bold and bewitching,

My hearts pounding,

Drumming,

And it's all because of one thing,

One person,

One exceptional woman,

My mind is always whirling

Twirling

And confused,

And its all because of one feeling,

A feeling which I thought I'd never feel again,

Can you believe it? Me?

Feeling this feeling?

Every day,

Hour

Minute

Sec

All because I'm with you?

I was afraid to say it,

But I love you

Samantha Mariah Eden.

-Troy Stevens

By the end of reading the poem I'm sitting with my hand covering my mouth and my vision a little foggy,

"That was the original poem I wrote for you, my aunt broke in and replaced it because she wants to fuck with my mother and I but I got it back and I just wanted you to really see how I felt" my eyes skim over the words again as he speaks,

"I'm so sorry" I say thinking of the last word Felt, he felt that way he doesn't feel that way,

"Its ok I really just wanted you to know it was a lie" he smiles awkwardly at me while playing with his hair,

"Thank you" I stand handing him back the poem, "Well I guess I should go"

"What? Why?" Troy's voice is a mixture of anger and confusion,

"Well I came here to talk and to find out the truth and now I know everything and I'm sorry I wasted you time" I state beginning to walk away,

"What the fuck. Wasted my time?" he hear him whisper as I am almost at the stairs, I look back and him and he begins to chuckle,

"Yes, wasted your time because that's how you felt" he throws his arms up in frustration,

"Samantha I love you" he says walking towards me, before he gets any closer I run up to him and wrap my arms around his neck,

"I love you too Troy" he pulls me closer to him and begins to kiss my cheek. I hold him so tight he is probably was about to choke but I missed him so much,

"I love you" he whispers on more time grabbing two handfuls of my ass, I wrap my legs around his waist and he begins to kiss me deeply, his teeth gently pull at my bottom lip and my desire for him burns, I feel my pussy begin to quiver with excitement, he pulls my dress up around my waist and his hand massage the fullness of my ass. He massages my ass grabbing as much as he can while I cling to him, his hand slides between my legs caressing my folds through my sodden panties. He presses my pearl through the material gently bringing me closer to my bliss, as I begin to grind my hips on him he places me on the chair not allowing me to cum. I take a deep breath thinking we're going to return upstairs but he swiftly pushes my legs up to my head and begins to suck on my excited pussy, he flicks my clit and teases my hole, smearing my juices all over his face. My moans begin to grow and my mind drifts to the fact that his mother could come down here at any moment my heart races not only from Troy about to bring me to a body rocking orgasm but I heart footsteps above us. I feel that familiar tingle spread over my body as I pull his face further into me,

"TRO-" I moan covering my mouth to muffle my cries of ecstasy.

He lowers my legs slowly and I look at him through hazy eyes, a grin spreads across his face,

"What?" I ask,

"Nothing, you just look tired and I haven't even done anything yet" he shrugs acting coy, but I haven't had an orgasm since we last had sex, he could've breathed on me I would be spouting all over this room like an indoor fountain, I roll my eyes,

"Yet? Oh no we gotta go back upstairs your mother could come down here at any moment" I say readjusting my dress,

"It wouldn't be a prob if you weren't so loud" he teased pulling me against his body,

"Well it wouldn't be a prob if your tongue game was weak" I shrug and he chuckles.

Troy begins to take his shirts off,

"What are you doing?" I ask,

"I'm fixing the problem" he spins me around kissing my shoulder. I kneel on the couch and he gags me with his shirt,

"We gotta make this quick" he whispers sliding my dress up the mounds of my ass and I nod. I hear him rustling behind me and I look back to see him putting on a condom. Troy eased himself into me and I closed my eyes enjoying the moment when a crash of glass from upstairs make us both pause,

"What was that?" he asks concern heavy in my tone,

I hum "I don't know",

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!" a voice shouts from upstairs and we both share a confused look as the voice from upstairs shouts.

Author's Note:

Hey guys again, I just got 100 followers yayyy * mini celebration* so for 100 followers 2 chapter will be going up 1 for Metamorphosis: An Unlikely Change (MAUC) and the other for Daddy's New Associate (DNA) . Be sure to check out both.

~Danielle.