Figure It Out [Rihanna/You]

C H A P T E R F O U R T E E N

Even though I was twenty four and very sexually active, I couldn't help but hear Wet Dreams by J.Cole in my head as I sat on the bed, looking up at Robyn.

My eyes watched her hands grab the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head to reveal a black lace bra but that's not what got my attention. It was the two silver buds I saw attacked to her nipples.

"Wow.." I mumbled and slid my hands around the back of her thighs before pulling her forward to straddle me. "When'd you get these?"

She flipped her hair over her shoulder and rested her hands on my shoulders. "Like two years ago." I nodded with a soft hum, my eyes still on the newfound piece of jewelry. She then grabbed my chin and lifted me up to look into her smokey green eyes. Without any words spoken, she pulled me forward and connected our lips slowly, neither of us in a rush.

I could tell this was different though, you could feel it. Usually our kisses were sweet, sure we made out a lot but yeah.. this was different.

I flipped us over and pulled away briefly to slide my shirt over my head, tossing it behind me before pressing my hands into the mattress beside her head. Her lip trapped behind her teeth, hands instantly moving to my stomach. As always. I smirked and lightly pecked her lips, trailing down with each kiss before I landed on the valley of her breasts.

"Wait." I raised my head and she held the side of my face before grabbing her phone, typing on it. "Melissa is a bitch. Can you lock the door?"

I chuckled and rolled off of her before walking over and locking the door just as music started to play around room. When I turned around, I saw her shimmying out of her shorts and I couldn't help but cheese at the matching lace underwear.

"Are these your line?" I asked, sitting back on the bed and running my pointer finger over her waistline.

"Yeah, unreleased." Humming with a nod, I looked up at her as I pushed her to lay back. She wanted me to kiss it better, so I would. I wet my lips before pressing them to her stomach, leaving opened mouth kisses across the wings tattoo she had just under her breasts. I continued to trail down, praising every inch of her body until I reached the hem of her underwear.

Teasingly pulling at the lace, I slid between her thighs, her legs instinctively resting on my shoulders. I could smell cocoa butter cream on her thighs as I kissed them and that lit up my senses. That shit could make a nigga fall in love when you smell it on your girl, no cap.

After kissing over both of her thighs, I raised my eyes and saw her already looking down at me with her lip trapped between her teeth. I winked softly before leaning my head down and pressing my lips just above her clit, smirking at the sigh that left her lips.

She was so over this foreplay shit.

I finally pinched the fabric and lifted up and to the side, licking my lips before sticking out my tongue and flicking it against her bundle of nerves. A now satisfied sigh left her lips when I continued the motion, gradually putting more pressure.

"Take them off." She breathed out and I slowly slid them down her legs per her request. Now it was time to really give her what she wanted. "Just like that bab- shit." She said in a moan when I started to eat her out like some captain crunch.

I held her hips down and slid my tongue from her clit to her wet center, humming at the sweet taste that touched the tip of my tongue. Like I said, every damn thing about her was sweet. I bet it was all those damn mangoes and pineapples she ate..

Anyways, my eyes raised up to find hers screwed shut, head back in the pillow, fingers gripping the sheets. Damn was that a sight to see; I could feel the bulge in my pants growing just from how insanely good she looked. Nobody had to tell me how lucky I was..