Page 56 of Arris, Jayme & Dyani
“Yeah.”
“Did you win?” she asked.
“I didn’t go down.”
She grinned. “I’m proud of you.”
I chuckled and shook my head.
“Thanks.” I exhaled. “I definitely fucked up my knuckle though.” I shook my hand again and briefly looked down at it. “You gon’ take care of it after I shower?”
“Yeah. I can do that.”
“A’ight. Cool.”
I sighed and stretched as I made my way to the bathroom. I took a short, hot shower and did a double take when I opened the shower curtain and saw Jayme seated on the toilet seat, one leg tucked beneath her body.
We didn’t even need to exchange words. I climbed out. She handed me a towel. I dried my body and wrapped it around my waist, then leaned against the counter while she patched up my lip and hand.
I grinned while I watched her dab at my knuckles. I couldn’t count the number of times she had to patch me up when I’d first started repping D-Ville. I’d come back with bruises and driedblood on me all the time. She never asked questions. She always just patched me up and kept shit going as usual. She’d always been like that, my little ride or die.
“Why are you smiling like that?” She tossed the cotton swabs she’d used in the trash and looked up at me.
“I missed this.” I put my hands on her hips and yanked her in.
“Getting your ass whooped?” she joked.
“Nah. Having a home base with you.” I looked down into her pretty ass face as a little smile crossed it. “I missed coming home to you and having you patch me up and I don’t know.” I shrugged. “It’s cool having somewhere soft to land after dealing with stupid shit, and after we split, I didn’t really have that anymore.”
“Arris, you could have landed here anytime you needed to.”
“You know that shit wouldn’t have been the same, and I was trying to respect yo’ lil bullshit ass relationship.”
Jayme chuckled. “Well, the door is open again now.” She threw her arms around my neck.
“Yeah and now that I have access to you again, I just want to sit in yo’ mothafuckin’ face all day,” I admitted. I leaned in and kissed her softly. I spoke against her mouth. “You and Dyani gon’ fucking kill me.”
She smiled against my lips. “You can handle it.”
“Oh. I know that. I ain’t never questioned that and y’all better not question it either.” I smacked her ass with both hands, jerked her in against me, and leaned down to kiss her again. We tongued each other down for a lil minute and Jayme let her nails drag along the back of my neck as I pulled back. “I think we can tell Blake we’re getting back together.”
Jayme laughed. I didn’t.
“It’s been like a week, Arris,” she said.
“Yeah, but I know what I want and it’s you and Blake and Dyani. I ain’t doing this back and forth shit with you ever again. I was young when we called it. We both were, but ain’t nothing more important than this right here.” I leaned in and kissed her again. “We’re finishing life together.”
I gripped her ass and hoisted her up onto the sink. Her legs wrapped around me. I set my hands on either side of her. She pulled my head down to kiss me, both of her hands cupping my face.
Our kiss deepened and I groaned against her mouth when she reached beneath my towel to grip my already hard dick. I didn’t need subtle seduction. I slid her underwear to the side and settled my thumb on her clit. I circled it while she stroked me. We rested our foreheads against each other while we breathed in sync. Jayme’s legs tightened around me and she pulled me in closer. I chuckled against her mouth but gave her what she needed.
I gripped myself, running my hard dick up and down her wet entrance to her clit. I collected her wetness on the head of my dick then slid it down and slowly pushed into her. I swallowed her little gasp with my mouth on hers and kept kissing while I fucked her. Her hands trailed from my neck to the back of my shoulders. She held onto me while I slowly stroked in and out of her. When she came, and her pussy clenched around me, I pulled back to watch the beautiful faces she made while her legs shook around me.
I grabbed her thighs to push them up into her body and sped up my thrusts. I fucked her through her orgasm. She buried her face into my chest and simpered. I put a hand to the back of her head and held her there. I laid my head atop hers and let my eyes flutter shut while I reveled in the way it felt to be wrapped up in her wet walls.
Jayme rubbed her forehead against my neck. She placed a soft kiss on my throat.
“I missed you,” she whimpered.
