Mature Audience Only.
Peeling her eyes off the painting laying in front of her, she look up at the front door seeing someone was knocking.
"Dylan, can you get the door?" She yelled, not hearing a response immediately, "Dylan." She yelled again. Not hearing anything from Dylan, she sighed. Putting her brushes in the cup filled with water, she got up and dusted her pants.
"I know he heard me," She mumbled, walking to the door. Checking the ring doorbell, she seen her boyfriend standing in front of the camera with a bouquet of sunflowers. A small smile graced Bailey's face as she rushed to unlock the door.
Opening the door, Bailey immediately opened her arms from a hug. The two shared a hug that could last for days. Pulling away, she grabbed the flowered out of his hand.
"Why didn't you tell me you were coming to see me?" She said, stepped aside to let him in.
Stepping further into the apartment, Kofi examined the paintings scattered across the living room floor.
"I had a couple meeting close around, thought I'd come check up on you." He responded, dropping in his man bag by the sofa before picking up a canvas.
"Very considerate of you, since I haven't seen you in a week." She retorted, reclaiming her spot on the floor.
"Don't start bruh." He made a face, cause her to do the same.
"I'm not starting nothing, just stating facts." She mumbled, occupying herself with painting.
"You know how busy I can get, I don't understand why you act like that." He shook his head, laying back on the sofa. Pulling his phone out, he scrolled though emails.
Sighing and getting up again, she straighten out her pants while Kofi watched her movements. Moving her leg over his waist, she straddled him and gently grabbed the phone out his hand.
"I act like this because you never make time for you girlfriend who just wants to see you." She examined his face, before kissing him softly.
Kissing her again, he ran his hands along the sides of her waist while admiringly looking in her face.
"You so fine, man." He said, causing her to smile.
"You're always good for compliments." She pecked his nose, getting up from his lap. Resuming her painting, a comfortable silence filled the room.
"Let me take you out tonight, I'm already you knowing you been in coped up the house for the longest."
Which was true. Bailey didn't go out anywhere unless it included school, food, or the store. Any thing other than that, she was a homebody. Plus, she didn't have any friends. She hadn't seen Keisha in god knows how long. She only knew was what she posted on Instagram.
"Mmmmm," She hummed, thinking about it. She thought it wouldn't hurt to get out the house, "I guess, where to?" She asked.
"It's a surprise, just dress nice or sum." He stood up, grabbing his bag off the floor, causing Bailey to make a face.
"Where you going?" She scrunched up her face.
"I got a meeting at 4:30, I'll be back to pick you up at 7. Tell Dylan I said wassup." He bent down and kissed her forehead.
"Okay." She slightly pouted, watching him leave out the door.
A couple of minutes later, another knock came from the door causing her to stretch and get up again.
"He must've forgot something." She spoke to herself. Walking to the open the door. Not checking the Ring Camera, she opened the door revealing someone she wasn't expecting.
Mathew stood in the doorway, facing a awkwardly looking Bailey.
"Hey," She said lowly, trying her hardest to avoid eye contact, "Dylan should be in his room." She said, steeping aside to let him in, before closing the door behind him.
Sizing her up, King huffed before heading down the hallway to his brother's room.
The last time King and Bailey spoke, she had left to go to Louisiana. Deep down, Bailey thought that is she took a break from Florida for a while, when she returned he and Bailey could have a chance. That was until she met Kofi in New Orleans.
Kofi was a Photographer intern for the Paper Magazine. He'd seen Bailey on the French Quarter and persisted that he took he picture. Coincidentally, they'd both resided in Florida, Kofi was just their on business.
Bailey came back to Florida, and got a university apartment with Dylan. Word shortly got around that Keisha was claiming she was pregnant by King, which turned out to be false.
Bailey finally realized that she only need to focus on herself, her relationship, and school.
King and Dylan came down the hallway, indulged in a conversation. Walking pass the living room, Dylan noticed Bailey on the floor.
"Don't be messing up my floors." He jokingly scolded, causing Bailey to look up and make a face.
"Shutup, where you going?" She asked, looking at his attire.
"A dude I'm cool with having a get together for homecoming week, you tryna roll?" He asked, making King suck his teeth.
Holding back her tongue, she laughed a little before shaking her head, "No, I'm good. Kofi's supposed to be taking me somewhere." She replied.
"Cool, I'll be back later. Don't be nasty." He called out, walking out with King behind him. Before King closed the door, he turned around and glanced at Bailey. Iffing at him, King shook his head before closing the door.
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Clutching Kofi hands within hers, the two made it up the stares towards her apartment door.
"I enjoyed myself tonight." She smiled at him, letting go of his hand to put the key in the door knob. Opening the door, the apartment was oddly quiet, letting her know that Dylan had yet to make it back home.
"I would've hope you did based on how much that shit was." Kofi fussed, causing Bailey to laugh. He mad he payed almost 200 dollars for food.
Walking further into her apartment, she kicked off her shoes and placed the side the door, putting her purse on the counter. Kofi plopped down on the couch, before taking off his shoes and turning on the television.
Feeling the urge to be clingy, Bailey sat her herself in his lap, examining his manly feature.
"What you doing, B?" He asked, looking at her in the same manner.
"Nothing," She pecked his lips, before attempting to get up but was pulled back down by Kofi.
"You be playing for real." He chuckled, kissing her again, but this time it was a deep kiss.
Pulling away, looked at him with lust before getting up, "Let's go to my room." She said beginning walk to her room with with Kofi hot on her tail. Opening door to her room, she let him walk in before closing and locking it behind him. Looking at his tall frame standing over her, she couldn't help but to pounce on him in lust.
Gliding his moist tongue over his large lips, Kofi prowled up to her before lifting her entire weight up by the back of her thighs. Small nervous giggles escaped from Bailey as he used his strength to carry her across the room before throwing her roughly on her back; her body landed exactly in the middle of the bed. Bailey could sense that he was an expert in this field, and that put her slightly on edge.
Briefly stepping away from her hot aura, his fingers danced around the buttons of his white collared dress shirt. He struggled a bit before successfully removing his shirt that acted as a border between the two, while gazing down at her. He leaned further to devour her lips as his veiny hands roamed freely around her body.
Now it was Bailey's turn.
Sensing her anxiety, Kofi nonverbally offered to do most of the work. Once her clothing was scattered across the bedroom floor, he was staring in awe at her black lace bra and panties. It was rare for a female to match both these undergarments at the same time, so Kofi knew this moment was meant to be.
In a trance, he followed the flow of her umber complexion that glimmered in the tiny amount of moonlight that struck from the nearby window. Kofi loved everything about her beauty and it turned him on even more.
He snapped out of her body's grasp on his focus, realizing she lost her last two pieces of clothes. Her developed breast sat perky, begging for his oral attention. Kofi immediately latched his tongue on her hardened nipple, sending a shiver down Bailey's spine. Then, he began to swirl and suck, making sure to massage the other breast. He switched these actions back and forth between breast before he decided he wanted to move on to something else.
Clasping his right hand tightly around the crook of her neck, Kofi tugged her body upon his before smoothly grazing his lips on her thinner ones. Dragging his free arm down her stomach, he found his way between her legs. He gently rubbed the inner part of her thighs, teasing her.
"Kofi, stop playing." Bailey whined.
Lightly chuckling, his finger hovered over her clit before he tenderly stroked it. Bailey suddenly whimpered under his touch. He surprised her when he sneakily slipped two of his fingers inside, starting to slowly pump in and out of her walls. Kofi held a steady and slow pace, observing her every movement and facial expression.
"Look at me, girl." He lowly demanded, his voice deeper than usual. She obeyed, glancing up at him through her eyelashes with her mouth agape.
"You love me?" He asked increasing the speed of his hand. Without any hesitation, Bailey nodded. High-pitched moans filled the bedroom as her body jerked from his touch. She latched her hand around his arm for some support. He studied Bailey squirm and whimper, aroused that he was the reason behind it all.
Kofi halted and detached his hand from her neck, pulling down his pants and boxers at the same time. He hurriedly tossed them to the side. Seizing his hard and erected member, he aligned himself with her puny opening. Bending down, he curtly pecked her lips. The kiss distracted her when he began to carefully enter her. Gasping, she rested her arm on his shoulder and the other on the nearest pillow.
Driving in and out of her with deliberation, Kofi set groan free, reacting to her tightness. It was as if she had swallowed him and had no intention of letting him go. Raising her legs, he increase his speed. This caused Bailey to wail heavily and reach out her hand to clench her sheets.
Drilling into her, Kofi's breath hitched. He was a little confused because no woman before her had this much affect on him during sex. If he didn't know any better, he would claim Bailey as the best her ever had.
"Kofi!" She shouted, dropping her head to watch him enter and exit her walls.
"I love the way you fuck me," he leaned over and whispered in her ear. Kofi then proceeded to place sloppy wet kisses all over her collarbone.
He slid his hands under he bottom half to flip her on her knees and hands, his member stil inside of her. Kofi pulled at her hips and continued to pound her insides.
"Damn," He mumbled. Bailey stuck out her hand to reach to his stomach, trying to slow him down. Swatting away her arm, he locked them both behind her back, "You how I feel about that running shit, Bailey."
"Fuck, Kofi!" She yelled out in agony. Bailey forcefully trembled as he constantly hit her spot. A single tear rolled down her face as she found the pleasure almost unbearable. Feeling her stomach contract, she knew an orgasm was upon her. "Baby, I'm about to cum."
"Do yo' thing, baby girl." He smirked while continuing his motions. Kofi kept his speed, making Bailey cry out in pleasure.
Before he knew it, Kofi joined Bailey in her release and they came together. He allowed her to ride it out a little longer before slipping out her.
Kofi discarded the condom and flopped in the bed on side of an exhausted Bailey. He glanced over, noticing that she was now fast asleep. He grinned to himself, basking in his achievement, and turned over to pull her naked body into his arm. In no time, they were both in a deep slumber.
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