Daya POV **2 Weeks Later**
"Tesmond stop!" I yelled while laughing. We were at my house and in my room. I was sitting on the floor between his legs and he was trynna braid my hair. While I was trynna do homework, he was not letting me concentrate on it. My mom and grandmother left for the weekend on a lil bus trip our church was putting together.
"Daya why you doing homework? It's a Saturday bae," he pleaded. I realized that he was right so I closed my books and sat them to the side.
I got out my phone and took a selfie of us together. I went to instagram to put it on there.
@_DAYA_.. : my better half. @_deyLoveTES_
I got up from the floor and walked to the dresser to put on a sweater. Over the past two weeks, things been going so well. I bought my first car. A barely used 2010 Honda Accord. Me and Tes still going even harder than ever, and Doria told everyone she was pregnant. Her parents too even though they didn't take it so well. The only thing was that Tes would not let me have sex with him at all. After what he told me that night, I knew I trusted him to be my first whatever the circumstances may be. He said that I wasn't ready but I knew deep down in my heart that I was.
"Tes you need to go home," I heard someone say. I looked toward the door and saw my lil sister Kaya. "You dont need to go home but Dre gotta get the hell up outta here." Dre and Kaya walked in with each other.
I jumped into Tes' arms on the sofa.
"Kaya whats wrong?" Tes asked.
"Your brother is annoying. He will not leave me alone for one minute and I'm getting tired of him." She said. Her and Dre sat on my bed.
"Why the hell you fronting so damn hard?" A nigga dont even want you." Dre said making us all laugh except Kaya.
"Kaya, why you actin like that. Just be nice," I told her.
"Daya, you don't understand. I am being nice it's just that he so damn annoying."
I was sitting on my bae lap and while we were talking to Kaya and Dre, I felt his waist change angles and all I felt was his dick hard as a rock under me. I let out a small moan and I closed my eyes because it felt so good.
"Ayye bruh, I hear the ice cream truck outside. I'll treat you to some if you want," Dre said to Kaya.
I was lowkey smirking because of what Tes just did. Before I knew it, his waist changed another direction and he grabbed me by the waist and changed the way I sat on him. This time, the moan that escaped my lips was louder but I was trynna keep chill.
"Whatever, let's go then, "Kaya said getting up.
Dre followed behind her. "Ungrateful ass. You know what? I aint buying you no ice cream if you gonna act like that. A nigga try and be a gentleman and shit but you trynna act like you not appreciative."
"Dre go and get that girl some ice cream. You trynna act hard and shit but make me put that ass on blast real quick. Y'all last night, Dre..." Tes said before he was cut off by Dre.
"Really nigga?" Dre said. "Damn, come on Kaya." Dre and Kaya left and as soon as they closed the door, I hopped off the sofa and hit Tes.
He smiled and said "Damn girl! What you did that for Mayweather?"
"You know why I did that! The question is why did you?" I was laughing while yelling at him at the same time.
"That was all your fault. You can't be teasing me with the buns like that Daya. You mean a lot to me so I'm trynna wait you know? Take it real slow with you girl but don't pull no stunts like that no more or a nigga gonna have to handle that," he said before he pulled me by my waist into his arms.
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