Your best friend Tatiana had tricked you. You were sure of it. You sat quietly on the couch waiting for her or her boyfriend to enter their den.
You could feel his eyes boring into the side of your head. You heard him quietly exhale the smoke from the blunt he was smoking. You shifted in your seat on the couch and did your best to focus on the TV in front of you.
Your bottom lip tucked in between your teeth, you felt your cheeks heat up when he groaned under his breath. You pulled your phone out to text Tatiana asking her to hurry up and come home.
Erik sniffed and shrugged himself closer to you.
"Who you texting?" He tried to look over your shoulder, your body flushed with heat at his proximity. You shifted away from the handsome man that had been enchanted by you and your curves since you walked into your best friend and her boyfriends house.
"I'm just checking on Tatiana, she said she'd be here in an hour." You glanced up at him from your phone. His eyes bore into yours then wandered down to your thick thighs. He quickly wet his plump lips with his tongue. Your mind presented images that had you clenching your thighs together.
"Where's M'Baku?" You asked. Tatiana's boyfriend had been watching the movie with you guys, also waiting for her to get home, until he stood up randomly and walked out of the den.
"Shitting probably." Erik shrugged. You discreetly rolled your eyes at his childish response.
Erik was M'Baku's best friend and the two of them were two peas in a pod, just like you and Tatiana.
So it's no surprise that you spent a good bit of time around Erik. However, it's very surprising that you still got super nervous around him. The man was gorgeous and intimidating at the same time.
Erik was one of the most stand-offish guys you knew. He wasn't very friendly or polite. Many of the women he spent time with were top tier. It seemed like they felt like they had to do a lot to impress him.
You were beyond attracted to him, but most of the time you tried to pay him no mind. In your head you had no chance with him.
Erik was currently interested in starting up another black wall street. One that would not get burned down this time. He and M'Baku had big plans that they had put into motion and which seemed to be working.
"Listen." His hands slid into yours slowly taking the phone out of your hands as he cornered you into the couch.
"Yeah?" You mumbled as you looked up at him, you brought your legs into your body, desperately trying to make your thick body smaller next to his.
He placed his hand onto your thigh and stretched it out across his sweats covered thighs. His thumb gently caressed the inside of your thigh.
"You must be afraid of me Lo." He stated. His eyes unblinking. The use of your old nickname sent a shock through your body.
"No." You gently replied.
"Then why you never at the house when I'm here anymore?" He asked you, his fingers gently gripped the flesh of your thigh, his thick fingers massaging you gently.
There'd been a time where you used to be at Tatiana and M'Baku's house all the time. The four of you cutting up and acting like damn fools. Nights like those, you saw sides of each other that the world never got to see.
Shit was great, Until one night a few moths ago when everyone was too drunk to drive back home and your friends demanded that you stay the night.
You'd always liked Erik. You believed there was no way that he looked at you that way, but on that very same drunk night, you found yourself on the same couch with him, where'd he'd been sleeping. His arms wrapped around you tightly and the two of you shared your innermost dreams, fears, and desires, as well as a few kisses.
After that night, you were embarrassed, you stopped responding to his texts, you rarely came over to Tatiana's house, and you tried to avoid him completely. The last thing you wanted was to ruin a great friendship or to be made fun of.
You were convinced that your mind tried to change the details of the story, helping you believe that he wanted you just as much as he did you.
Erik's unoccupied hand curled around your chin, bringing your face closer to his.
"You not gonna answer me?" His voice ran deeper than normal. Your nipples hardened against your crop top.
"I'm not afraid of you. I'm just embarrassed." You moved your chin from his hold, placing your attention back on the TV screen.
"Embarrassed about what?!" His eyebrows shot up, his expression waited for an answer.
"Of what happened that night!"
"Baby girl." He tried to catch your eye. "Lo. You ain't spoke to me in 3 months. You're being so ridiculous right now. What happened that night?"
A breath of frustration left your lips. You knew he knew what you were talking about. He just wanted you to say it.
"When I said I liked you!" You shout, a childish stomp of your foot against couch, almost made Erik crack a smile.
"Liked?" A smirk played on his lips. "As in past tense?"
You rolled your eyes and looked away. Erik slid closer to you still. You were almost sitting in his lap, his fingers still rubbed soft circles into your thigh.
"You acting as if, you laid on this couch by yourself, and spoke your dreams aloud to no one." You shrugged and shied away from him and his words.
"I don't know Erik." Your voice wavered.
"What is there not to know? I know how you feel about me, you should know how I feel about you. I told you shit about me that I wouldn't feel comfortable telling anyone else. The truth about my parents, my home, my extended family." His fingers wrapped around a loc of your hair.
"Okay and!!! I'm sure you told M'Baku the same shit!"
"Ion wanna fuck M'Baku though!" He shouted, his gold slugs shining brightly at you.
"Eh!!" You both heard a shout in agreement come from upstairs.
"Lo, you being so hard headed right now." You glanced at his eyes then dropped down to his lips.
"I am not hard headed. I'm just being careful." His eyes slid down your lips, they were still hazy from the blunt he just smoked. He grabbed your chin and pressed your lips into his. You lips immediately reacted, kissing him back with the same about of intensity.
He pulled back slightly.
"You are hard headed. You won't let me make you as happy as you make me." He whispered. You froze, those words were the same word you thought had been a part of a dream you had that drunken night.
You slowly turned your head towards him eyes wide with realization. You heart was nosily hammering away in your chest.
He gripped your hips and laid you down on the couch, placing himself between your thighs. Your hands locked onto his biceps, fingernails digging into his keloids. His crazed eyes gazed intensely at your face, pausing over each feature to take in the over all beauty of you.
"Let me make you happy." He searched for an answer in your eyes. When you nodded you head in agreement he attacked your lips with his kisses. His kisses were rough and passionate, you could feel every emotion he held for you through each touch. You pulled softly at the loose black t-shirt he was wearing.
His lips moved down to your neck where tried to ravenously swallow you whole. His tongue flicked against your soft skin.
You let out a soft sigh, as you glided your fingers along his spine. You writhed underneath him in pleasure. A sharp whine left your lips when you felt his teeth nip at your neck. He sat up to rid himself of his shirt. You grinded yourself into his hardness, soft mewls left your lips.
"Fuck Lo." He bent back down to yank at the hemline of your shorts.
"What are you doing?" M'Baku's voice carried over to your ears. His accent thick with accusation. Tatiana stretching around his large body to see the scene unfolding on their couch.
"Damn M. You couldn't wait?" Exasperated Erik sat up and began re-buttoning your shorts.
"You were going to fuck my best friend on my couch?!" Tatiana asked her lips pulled up into a smirk. "Y'all some freaks." She winked at you and walked away, leaving M'Baku standing astonished at the door.
"Nigga, what!" Erik watched his best friend stare at the two of you.
"It's about time." M'Baku muttered and stalked off. "I was beginning to wonder if you had the balls to do it." He yelled back at Erik.
You giggled and began to sit up under Erik. He glanced down at you and nipped at your bottom lip.
"Let's go back to my place and talk this shit out." He slid his shirt back on, you pouted. His thump swiped at your lip. "Cut it out. I got you." He winked and pressed his lips into yours.