Chapter Two Part 5

Satisfaction

This is going to be so good.

I glanced over at Mitch and my eyes started to linger on his smooth chocolate skin. It took great restraint for me not to lick my lips as I watched him drive. As his fingers gripped the wheel I imagined how they would feel gripping my back and sliding down to my thighs. I sucked my bottom lip in, and took a deep breath.

“Turn right here,” I whispered coolly.

He pulled into the parking lot and into a space.

“You sure about this Kenya?” he said searching for something in my eyes.

Too cute. He was acting like he didn’t want me as much as we both knew he did.

Instead of answering I leaned over and nibbled on his ear lobe, then moved my tongue down his neck. I traced it from one side to the other, then up his chin.

I climbed over the seat into his lap, straddling him, letting my lips hover over his.

I leaned in and kissed him, deep and hard, then pulled back.

“You ready to go get a room?” I asked my eyes twinkling.

He leaned his head back on the seat and pressed his eyes shut. Hell I had him trying to catch his breath already. I held back my smile and moved to open the door.

“No.” His hand went to mine and moved it from the handle.

“I’m sorry, what?” I asked my voice filled with irritation.

“No Kenya, I don’t want to get a room.” He paused. “I think I need to take you home.”

My face went hot. “You playin’ right?”

He opened his eyes and looked at me. “No, no I’m serious. I’m going to take you home if that’s cool.”

Hell no it wasn’t cool! But I wasn’t about to let him see me sweat, so I just slid off him and back into my seat.

He cranked the car back up and we drove in silence all the way back to the house.

“Um, I had a good time,” he said when he pulled up.

I had to stop myself from going off. “Yeah it was cool. Um, I’ll just see you around, a’ight?”

He nodded. “Yeah, see ya.”

I got out, closing the door just a little too hard and took a deep breath. All the lights were out so hopefully everyone was sleeping.

I let the door click behind me, and headed to the kitchen. Only one thing was gonna help me tonight and it was a double scoop of my favorite chocolate ice cream. I pulled out a bowl and started scooping it out.

At least something was going to give me some satisfaction tonight. I put away the carton and lifted the first spoon to my lips. Deciding it would be better curled up in my bed, I pushed back from my seat and stood up.

“I see you made it home.”

Damn. I turned around and it was Sicily, still up standing behind me. Staring at me like I owed her ass an explanation. Great. Now I gotta deal with this shit.