❝I want you so bad.❞ I tease him while trailing my hand up his white buttoned shirt feeling his abs. "Ms. Rose.." His voice was soft and sweet when I lowered myself down to his sleek black dress pants. "We shouldn't do this." He sighed looking down...
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WE both stay in the car for definitely longer than fifteen minutes. The inside of the car was extremely foggy & hot. Due to the fact we had three rounds— Violette and I were in the back seats. It was only around six o'clock this evening.
She was on top of me resting her head on my chest. That warm vanilla smell filled my nose as she stays there silently. "As much as I'd like to stay right where we are," "we do need to go inside now." I say with my chin resting on her head.
She groans lifting herself up from me. Violette still had half of her green dress on "Fine we can go now" She pulls her straps up then crawling back to the front of the car. I raise my body up to look at her putting back on her shoes.
I buttoned my shirt back on tucking it into my dark green dress pants. "Violette" I notice a slight attitude forming from her actions. Her face looks back at me, I couldn't help but give a small smile. I lean towards her and kissed those perfect lips. "Don't give an attitude" I say next to her ear.
"I am not giving you an attitude." She argues, but before she did I exit the car. I go over to her side of the car opening it for her. "Why are you not excited to go in here Violette?" I say as she stood up, "Because I am tired, and horny."
"Not a great combination, in my opinion." She rants continuously, but I listen and answer as we walked up to the door. The loud music is already shaking the halls, just from coming through the entrance. Violette seriously did not look comfortable, I saw her playing with her fingers nonstop.
I immediately step in front of her stopping her from going through the big doors into the loud, chaos. I took her hands with both of mine "You do not have to tell me why you look so sad, but are you 100% sure you want to walk in here?" Her hands were held up to my face.
"Yes I'm sure." Those brown eyes looking up at me. "Okay. Let me hold your hand because you keep fidgeting with them" I suggest as we open the big doors leading into the chaos. We already got immediate stares from people, especially the women.
