She didn’t answer.
“So, yu think yu close to me?”
“Yes.”
Jediah scoffed, grabbing a crayon and looking at the book.He started coloring on the other page.“Don’t flatter yourself, Ashari Payne.”
“Don’t flatter myself?”she mocked.
“You have perfect hearing.”
She watched him for a while, her brows crinkling as he colored.“I shouldn’t flatter myself, yet you’ve been drooling for my attention.”
Jediah’s hand froze.He made no other movement, and Ashari smirked.
“Look at me, Jediah,” she said, and he obliged.“Tell me again that I’m justflatteringmyself,” Ashari coaxed, tucking a finger beneath the strap of her top.She pushed it off her shoulder, and Jediah gulped.Her smug smirk stretched.
Jediah’s grip on the crayon tightened.His chest moved faster than normal.Goosebumps rose on Ashari’s skin as she moved to the other strap, then slowly tugged it downward.She tucked her fingers into the neckline of her blouse, and pulled it down until the dark circles of her areolas peeked out.
Jediah shuffled around.
“You don’t want me?”Ashari pressed.“I’m not the reason you’re getting hard?”
His lips parted, but no sound came out.His tongue darted out to wet his bottom lip as Ashari’s breasts sprang free.Jediah’s eyes hooked onto Ashari’s hardening nipples.“Can I touch you?”he asked in a breathy whisper.
“Tell me I’m not flattering myself,” Ashari said while playing with her nipples.
“You’re not,” Jediah rushed out.“I want you.And I want you to want me.”
Ashari smirked, then released her breasts.She went down on all fours and crawled toward Jediah.His breath hitched.His eyes trailed from her breasts to her eyes, his eyes a pool of lust and forbidden desire.His mix of cologne and tobacco was a spell too intoxicating for her to resist.
Jediah lay back as she straddled him.Ashari placed her hands on either side of his body, then leaned forward, ensuring her perky breasts were in his direct field of vision.
“Ash,” Jediah breathed.
“You want me to want you?”Ashari asked, rolling her hips as his dick throbbed below her.
“More than anything,” Jediah confessed.His eyes darted from left to right, unsure which of her breasts to settle on.“Please, let me touch you,” he begged.
Ashari smirked as she continued to watch his indecisiveness.She moved her right hand from his side and used her index finger and thumb to pinch her right nipple.Jediah shuddered, then went rigid.
Ashari stopped playing with herself.She looked between them, and her brows lifted.She scoffed before looking at him.“Your desperation’s pathetic,” she said and crawled off him.
Jediah snapped out of it.His head leaned off the bed, and his eyes widened at his soiled crotch.
“You should go see a doctor for premature ejaculation,” Ashari teased while fixing her blouse.
Jediah’s eyes snapped to hers.Rage built inside his eyes.“And you should go see a steel brush and commercial grade soap.”
“Your insults won’t work.Clearly, I can get whatever I want,” she said with a chuckle while glancing at his crotch that he didn’t bother to conceal.“But you’ll never have me.”
Jediah paused returning to his original position.He looked at Ashari.The small smirk that appeared on his face made her laughter stop.“I’m a patient man, Ashari.”
She scoffed.She watched as he continued to move about.“Aren’t you going to clean yourself?”
“Unless you’re offering to lick me clean, not right now,” Jediah said and grabbed a crayon.He continued coloring.
Bile rushed to her throat.She quickly grabbed a strawberry and took a big bite, satisfied as the sweet taste washed away the nausea caused by Jediah’s lewd words.After the strawberry was done, she grabbed another and resumed coloring.