CIARA ARMANI LOVE | CICI
"NEVER have I ever cheated." Ciara called out, shaking her head as majority of the group put their finger down. She smiled to herself when she looked at Sage, seeing his finger still up.
"Y'all such cheaters." She shook her head.
"How the hell I'm a cheater? I only cheated once." YB scrunched his face up.
"Don't matter, you still a cheater." Jelly shrugged.
"So if I save somebody from the pool one time that make me a lifeguard?" YB deadpanned causing the room to fall into laughter. What was even funnier was the fact he was serious.
"If I record a video, that make me a photographer—face ass. Shut up." Jelly retorted, rolling her eyes.
"Y'all lame as hell yo. Next question!" Nas shook his head. "Never have I ever ate ass."
CiCi just put her hand down, realizing the game was starting to turn freaky and she couldn't relate. She excused herself before stepping out onto the backyard patio. They were all at her BNB and she didn't mind. Candy was out for the night off drugs that helped with her muscle spasms and Ron was at Outback with his girlfriend.
The sound of the door to the patio being slid open brought CiCi out of her thoughts. When she attempted to see who was coming through, her vision was blocked by warm hands covering her face.
"Guess who." The familiar smell of Baccarat cologne and the deepness of his voice told her exactly who it was.
"Sa'Garian."
"You make me like my name." He smiled, sitting down in the chair next to her.
"Really? How?"
"I just like the way you say it. Your voice soft and calm so it make it sound ten times better." He shrugged.
"You finna tell me I'm pretty?" CiCi smiled, leaning her elbow on the arm of the chair.
"You must knew that was coming huh?" He chuckled as he grabbed her arm to pull her in between his legs. His hand rested on her hips, looking up at her with low eyes. "You fine as fuck ma."
"Thank you handsome." She blushed, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Deciding to do what Jelly told her, she threw the first punch. Climbing onto his lap, each of her thighs rested on each side of his. Sage followed her pace by wrapping one of his arms around her waist and placing the other on her bottom. His eyes fell on hers, feeling himself drowning into her chocolate orbs.
"Why you looking at me like that?" She mumbled as she buried her head into his neck, not knowing where to go from here.
"Whatchu on Ciara?" Sage asked. He wasn't tryna take their friendship any further if she wasn't ready. It was clear he had grown interested in her and he wanted to make sure she was on the same type of timing he was.
"On you obviously," She took her head out his neck as she gestured to her body on lap.
He laughed at her antics as he shook his head, "I'm serious mama."
"You not finna act like youn want me or that we don't want each other. I've been giving out hints, you been throwing lil stones. And if you ain't catch on yet cause I know you a lil slow—" He joked causing CiCi to playfully swat his shoulder. He laughed alongside her before continuing his statement, "I wanna make this more then a friendship mama. I'm not asking you to be my girlfriend right now because when I do, it's gone be raw. I just wanna take this further."
"You want me?" CiCi whispered, trailing her hands down his chest then wrapping them around his torso. She knew how to tease when she wanted to.
"I want you." He nodded.
"It look like you wanna kiss me too." She smiled, resting her chin on his chest.
"You gone let me?" He smirked as he wrapped his hand around her neck. Her nod of clarification was all he needed to smash his lips onto hers.
Their lips hovered over each others as her arms wrapped around his neck once again. His hand came down hard on her ass earning a moan from her, allowing him to slide his tongue into her mouth. She followed his speed, letting him control the steamy kiss before gliding her tongue along the roof of his mouth then sucking on his tongue.
"Oh yeah you ain't innocent. I ain't never get hard off a kiss befo'." Sage muttered after she released his bottom lip from in between her lips.
"Stop! I am innocent, ion know nothing about that." CiCi shook her head as she hid her face in her hands.
"Now you finna get back shy on me? Lemme see your pretty face." He pried her hands away from her face, interlocking their hands after.
"Are we keeping this on the low or.." She trailed off. She knew he stayed to himself and wasn't too public so she ain't mind keeping him and her silent.
"Motherfuckers be nosey so they gone know what it is eventually. I ain't comin' up off you anytime soon so ain't no point of hiding none."
She nodded, resting her head on his chest. They sat wrapped up in each other, the feeling of the thick night air not bothering them. Sage held one arm around her waist while the other was wrapped around the back of her neck, taking a pull from his blunt ever once in a while. After he finished his blunt he noticed her breathing had slowed down and balanced letting him know she ended up going to sleep. Not wanting to wake her, he hiked her legs up around his waist to take her up the stairs and into her room.
"Where you going?" CiCi spoke with her eyes closed, grabbing onto Sage's shirt. She was aware of her surroundings and knew when her sleeping area was changing; all the times her daddy took her from the living room couch to her twin sized bed.
"Finna go check on babygirl and then imma go home. You straight?" He had latched onto Candy unexpectedly. She was like the little sister he always wanted.
"You not staying?" She frowned, opening her eyes. Everyone else was staying the night and they were most like sleep now. She and Jelly had cooked mashed potatoes, cheesy broccoli, and pork chops for them. Good food always put folks to sleep.
Sage chuckled, peeping she wanted him to stay. "Imma go check on Candyce and then imma be back."
When he came back into the dark room, he took his clothes off. CiCi was no longer in the bed but the shower water was running so he figured she was in the bathroom. He didn't have any clothes here and sleeping in clothes made him uncomfortable so he settled for his Polo boxers.
"CiCi hurry the fuck up yo!" He yelled out to her, "A nigga tired." He muttered.
"Don't talk to me like that. Heck wrong witchu?" She swung the door open revealing her wrapped up in a white towel and her hair in a bonnet, her face in a frown.
"My bad. I'm just tired." Sage muttered, too distracted on the way the cotton was hugging her hips.
"Don't matter. You talk to people how you would want them to talk to you." She walked to her duffel bag, that happened to be on his side of the bed, bending down to grab her Calvin Klein Pajama Set; Black Rib Shorties and White Pure Ribbed Tank Top. "Now don't talk to me until the morning." She tells him before closing the bathroom door.
"So you really not gone talk to me?"
CiCi had walked out the bathroom fully clothed and hadn't said a word to Sage. She was now laying with her back turnt to him and watching Scandal on her iPad.
"CiCi," He called out only to get ignored.
"Ciara stop playing wimme." He gritted as he wrapped his hand around her neck, forcing her to lay on her back. He hovered over her face that held a smile causing him to shake his head. "You weird bruh."
"You was the one who was finna cry because I wasn't talking to you. Who really weird?" She retorted.
"Shut up," He muttered leaning down to give her three pecks. He pulled her onto his bare chest after he laid on his back, grabbing her iPad as well. "We finna watch this shit together."
"We?" She rose her arched eyebrow. "Last time I checked you ain't like political shows."
"You like em' so I do too."
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Jaz out !