Your touch has become addictive as fuck.
Kai slid his hands up her legs, pulling her aggressively towards him as he found pleasure in hypnotizing her with his dark stare and gentle hands. In her mind, Rosè was receiving mind blowing sex but in reality, Kai was only massaging her again. Rosè didn't allow him to get her naked this time. She teased him with her sensual stare and navy blue lingerie. His fingers traced then seductively, she couldn't imagine him touching anyone else.
Her head fell back as he massaged her love handles. He was hitting all the right spots. "Kai..."
"Rosè, I know this is a risky deal. Nick is a great guy with a great company but I can assure you great benefits and steady pay." Christian pitched at Rosè even though she was in a trance, tapping her pen against her desk steadily.
He was proposing the job offer she had been waiting for since last fall when meeting Christian at an event. "No, that sounds great." She said.
Christian smiled brightly, giving him her card. "I'm telling you, you'll love it. Come see me Tuesday, or any day afterwards, and I'll see you whenever. We can tour and I teach you how things work. What do you say?"
"Sounds great. I'll see you Tuesday or give you a call." Rosè said, trying sound as if she was listening the whole time. She watched as he got up and extended his hand, she mocked the gesture and shook his head. "Thank you so much for this opportunity."
"No problem. I look forward to working with you." He told her before walking out.
As soon as he was gone, so was she.
Kai's kisses continued to her stomach, licking around her navel as the oil threatened to drip down her back. From the mirror on her ceiling, Kai looked to be buried in her chest, enjoying her fragrance.
Rosè wanted something more but she wanted him to earn it. He was shirtless, his abs glistening from the contact of Rosè's oily skin, as she rubbed over his body. She pushed him back on the pillow and teased him with her own kisses.
The game seemed childish and unnecessary for two people who were obviously so attracted to each other. But it never got anywhere further than this.
She smirked when she sat up, observing his face. His eyes were darker and full of lust as he bit down on his lip, staring intensely at her.
Rosè moved back and threw her legs over him. He lifted one of her legs, and let his legs massage the oil against her skin as he moved to her feet, rubbing them slowly. Rosè leaned back against the mattress and enjoyed the pleasure of his hands.
"You seem so out of it today." Noelle noted as she watched in, snapping her out of it for the second time.
Rosè chuckled. "Girl, I just feel so... relaxed today." She said calmly, her mind occasionally reverting back to the night before.
"What's your favorite color?" Kai asked suddenly, looking at her dazed expression.
"So that mean you down for lunch?" She asked.
"Yellow."
"I don't know... I'm not even really hungry to be honest." Rosè said, looking at the time. "I'm still full from that leftover lasagna. I just finished the rest this morning."
"Ew, girl what? That's from like... two or three days ago?" Noelle asked, scrunching her face up.
Rosè started laughing a little.
"What do you like to do in your free time?" He asked her.
"Why are you randomly asking all these questions?" She rebuttaled. "You won't remember any of it anyway."
He smirked at her.
"It still was good as hell though." Rosè said, tapping her pen on the desk again. "Just popped it in the microwave."
"I won't forget anything about you, girl." He said calmly. "Now answer the question."
Rosè chuckled to herself, thinking about Kai. How do you have me so stuck?
"Well, maybe we can go to lunch tomorrow. Oh! What was Christian talking about?" Noelle asked, holding onto the doorknob.
"He offered me the job. Looks like you're gonna be looking at a promotion." Rosè said with a smile.
Kai found himself staring out the window at his car; something he had wanted since he was broke and hustling off social media for money. All he could remember was wanting to be financially stable to help himself and help his momma. He never thought he would want to share it with anyone else.
In a way, he still didn't. What Syrah was asking of him was a lot. He didn't plan on sharing his place with anyone but Cartier and Jesus, now she was sitting in front of him asking for a room.
"Do you really have to even think this through?" Syrah asked, squinting at her brother.
Kai turned and looked at her as if she was dumb. "Sy, you gotta be crazy if you think I'm just opening my damn doors to you after that gun shit.. for one. Then you have no real income, you got all these weird ass niggas, and you think I'm about to be excited have you in my shit because your roommates about to kick you out yours?" He snapped, turning his lip up.
"You think I want to be here? You know mama not letting me in and I have nowhere else to go. I need to be here." She said, rolling her eyes.
"No, you need to go back to that strip club and beg for your job back. You have no car, no job, no income, nothing in your name- not even your phone bill, do you even have credit?" He lectured, trying to stress that this is something he really didn't want to do.
"You are such an asshole, Kaivar. Like it makes zero sense." She complained. "I won't even be here for the most part!"
"Then go wherever you gonna fucking be at!" He yelled back.
Syrah closed her mouth and exhaled. She so badly disliked every breathing being in her family and she wished she was never put into the shady tree of life with them. They all did her so dirty.
"Just until you get back on your feet. And since you think shit sweet, I'm giving you until next month. If you don't got your shit together by then, guess what? You better patch shit up with Mama." He shot out before getting up from the table and snatching his water bottle up. "Don't touch none of my shit. None of it. Not my TV, not my clothes, my food, my car. You don't even get a key, my nigga. Get your shit together."
Syrah looked like she hated him for a second as he walked away. She was thankful for him though.
Kai slumped back on his bed and exhaled. He felt stressed and Syrah hadn't even did anything yet- but maybe that was why he was stressed. Everywhere Syrah went there was trouble.
He grabbed his phone off the charger and scrolled through, looking for Rosè's number. Looking in their thread, he noticed he was the last to text once again and left on delivered. He laughed to himself at just that. She could leave me on delivered but go crazy over my massages at the same time.. wild. He thought before texting her.
Kai liked her because she was a different breed but deep inside, he wanted to give up because it felt like another give and never receive as relationship on the brink of birth.
Kai couldn't help but laugh before texting her back.
Kai bit his lip, trying to think of a way to twist this comment.
He waited for a reply but after a few minutes, he realized he wasn't getting one. He was chasing again. Sometimes he enjoyed the game because he knew once he got her in the end, it would feel worth it. However, he couldn't help but think that would be far from the case.
She led him on and pushed him away any time he got too close. Sometimes it was fun but overall, it was some bullshit. He was getting tired of playing.