"Fuck." His toes curled as I continued sucking until everything was gone. Letting go with a popping noise on the tip, I swallowed before leaning back on the bed next to him.
"I know ya'll ain't just fuck with the water running. You're paying the water bill this month fucker!" Logic yelled to Chance as we both looked at each other and stared.
Scrolling through Twitter while we waited for the waiter to come back with out food I laughed at the Tweet Chance posted earlier in the day.
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"You thought that was funny." Chance turned his phone to me looking at the tweet I answered to earlier, as I chuckled.
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"It's the truth." After our bed session this morning, we went into the shower and did a round two before he decided he wanted to take me on the date.
The beginning of the date started with him taking me to an art museum, in Miami. The Perez Art Museum. He knew how much I loved art, and appreciated the mixture of new technology and color. Thinking back to the vibrant color wall that moved to the pace of the energy that the person was standing by, I think that was my favorite piece in the museum.
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"We look mad good together." He showcased the picture of us from earlier at the amusement park we went to after the museum.
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