7. Gemini Black #6
“That’s cool. You sure you good though? I don’t want you to feel like I’m forcing shit on you. I got you sleeping at my grandma’s house when we both know that that wasn’t part of the plan,” I said, and my words caused her to smile.
“Gemini, I promise I’m fine. I’ve gotten used to the truck, but I’ll admit, it does feel good to sleep inside a home tonight. I’m comfortable. You’re not forcing me to do anything. Okay?” she asked me, and as I stood over her, I nodded my head.
We both stared at each other. It was the same stare that we’d given each other the night that we shared our first kiss.
I knew that I needed to get the fuck out of her room, so that I didn’t take things there with us again, but I feel like the way we were staring at each other had already started something up.
Scratching at my head, I cleared my throat, thinking that it would be best if I just left.
“Goodnight, Amina,” I called out.
“Goodnight, Gemini,” she expressed. Nodding, I turned to leave.
“I wasn’t going to leave you hanging,” she said once I reached the door.
“What you mean?” I asked, turning around, looking her in her eyes.
“I wouldn’t have left you hanging with the kiss. I would have kissed you back,” she said.
Wasting no time, I walked back over to the bed. I pulled the blanket away from her body, exposing her in the two pieced pajama set that she had on. Instead of leaning over to kiss her, I grabbed her ass up. I lifted her up, carrying her in my arms, and our lips immediately crashed into one another.
She wrapped her legs around my waist, and her arms around my neck.
Our first kiss was off the chain, but this one was much different.
Ten times the passion. I fed her my tongue, in which she gladly accepted it.
Just as good as it was feeling to me, I knew that she was feeling the same because she moaned through the kiss.
My dick was hard as fuck. I wanted her to feel how hard she had me, so I put my hands on her ass, lifted her body up, and even though I was wearing bottoms, I lifted her, only to slide her up, and down the base of my dick.
Feeling that, she broke the kiss. She broke the kiss and looked down at my dick.
I slid her on that motha fucka again, and she moaned again this time.
I usually had a lot of self-control, but this time, it was hard to control myself.
I wanted nothing more than to pull my dick out and make her ride this shit while I was holding her in the air.
It’s almost like we both knew that we couldn’t do it, so we went back in for the kiss.
I kept her rested on my dick, allowing her to feel it the entire time that we tongue kissed.
“Gemini!” my grandma called my name, breaking us from the kiss. As if she was standing outside the door, Amina quickly jumped down from my arms, and she got in bed.
“Ma’am?” I answered.
“Get in your own bed, in your own room,” she firmly said that shit, causing me to chuckle. To me, it was funny. For Amina, she looked like she was ready to crawl under a hole and die.
“Aight. Grandma, I was just telling Amina goodnight,” I lied, knowing damn well that I had been in here telling Amina more than goodnight.
“It doesn’t take that long to tell someone goodnight,” she was on my ass. Laughing again, I shook my head.
“You right. I’m leaving out now,” I yelled back.
“Goodnight, Amina,” I said the very thing that I should have only come in here for.
“Goodnight, Gemini. Go before you get us in trouble,” she rushed me , swatting her hand so that I could leave the room.
Before leaving, I leaned in, kissing her forehead, and turned to walk over to the door. I walked out and closed it behind me.
I could see my grandma’s room that was on the other side of the hallway. She stood there in her gown, with her scarf on her head. With her hand on her hip, she had a no bullshit look on her face.
“Goodnight, beautiful,” I called out to her before making it to my room.
“And stay in your own room, Gemini. Goodnight,” she said before closing her door.
I made it to my room, walked over to the bed, where I flopped down.
I got that feeling again where I felt like a teenager all over again.
I’m lying on this bed with a hard dick, hands behind my head, and a big ass smile on my face.
It’s like I could still feel her lips on mine.
I could smell her. Those sexy moans that she released still hadn’t left my mind.
I’m not sure what this was… I wasn’t even sure where it was going, but it felt real.
For a good amount of the trip, Amina and I had been in survival mode.
For her, she was trying to survive and maneuver her way through life after a breakup.
All this trucking shit was new to her. Being on the road with me for hours at a time, showering at truck stops, and sleeping in a twin sized bunk bed, right up under a man that you really didn’t know like that.
For me, I had to adjust too. Shit, I had to step outside of my comfort zone and learn to make room for someone else.
I had to learn how to consider her feelings.
It was hard at first, but we made it happen.
Survival mode was officially over. I’m ready to see what the next phase was going to look like for us.