TnT Temptations After Dark

#Mirastory PT 2

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The next morning

Taraji sat in her car staring at her phone. It was strange that Terrence didn't show up last night. He had been late on some occasions but he had never missed the group read. She was the first one at the set but she refused to be the first one inside. A text popped up from Kelvin, her eyes rolling as she clicked on it. She knew he was on his way back but the constant begging to come on set was irking. She had set boundaries between work and personal. She wasn't about to let him show up and ruin the scene they were filming today. Sending him a no another message popped up.

Terry: You here yet?

Taraji: 🙄🙄

Terry: Penda

Taraji: Dashon

Terry: Are you going to let me explain

Taraji: You don't have anything to explain to me. I'm not your wife

Terry: Shut the hell up and come to my trailer. I see your car

Terry: Roll them eyes again and see what happens

She scrunched her face wondering how he knew she rolled her eyes until she looked up seeing him staring at her from a distance. "Such a damn creep," she murmured to herself as she got out the car. Walking towards him she held her mug. He had some nerves showing up with demands. He held his hand out for her to take, smirking at her attitude. An attempt to kiss her cheek was blocked by her hand smushing his face away.

"Why are you acting like that?" "Why didn't you show up?" She stood up with her arms across her chest. Terry huffed as he shut the door and turned to face her. "Can you sit down?" "No." "Fine. I didn't show up because Hero broke his arm yesterday. We were in the hospital forever. By the time I finally got signal and we were headed home, Jussie had text and said that yall called it a night," he explained, taking a seat on his couch.

"Is he okay? Why didn't you tell me that last night!?" "Because I was tired baby. Between Hero screaming and crying then Q running around. I was exhausted. I'm sorry for leaving you hanging. You know I wanted to get all up in this beautiful ass. If you'd drop the attitude I could apologize right before everybody else shows up." He pulled her closer to him, watching her reluctantly put her purse down. Straddling his lap she searched his eyes for a lie. But all she could see was that he was tired.

"You can apologize later. Because I know this scene is going to be have me soaking...... wet...... for......daddy....dick," she purred, placing a kiss on his lips after each word. "Mmmmm oh really," he grinned, his member jumping in the confined space of his pants. "Mmhmm," she giggled, his hand finding its way into her pants, underwear nonexistent. "Who told you to come out the house without drawls on?" "Are you mad?"

He snaked his other hand around her neck, applying pressure as he unbuttoned her pants. Keeping eye contact he shoved 2 fingers into her open mouth, watching her suck on them as if she had his dick gliding down her throat. When he pulled his finger out, he pulled her down to his lips nipping at her bottom lip. Her mouth fell open as she gasped feeling his fingers enter her heat. Grinding her hips against his hand she moaned against his lips, their tongues dancing around each other while she tried not get any louder.

Someone's phone lit up with a text, one that they both assumed was to ask them where they were. Curling his fingers, Terry worked her g spot, hearing her juices fight their way out. "Daddy," she whimpered. He placed a hand on her back, laying her down next to him as he worked to complete what he started. With skilled quickness he pulled her pants down, wanting to see her release without the evidence being on her clothes. Her back arched and her eyes rolled, her wave was about to crash and Terry knew it.