Black Girl Love Story

Tatiana

My nerves had me on edge.

I'd never been this close before.

A shiver skittered down my spine when I felt his warm soft lips hit the spot behind

my ear. He'd called me over for a "Netflix and Chill" night and I knew exactly what

that meant. We had been dating for a little over two months. I met him at my

sister's birthday party. He and her boyfriend had been friends since they were

kids. My sister was hell bent on my meeting him once she'd seen him. She

thought that he would be a great addition to my life. Once I met him myself, I

bought her very expensive bottle of wine and a gift card for her favorite

bookstore.

He oozed sex appeal.

The epitome of tall, dark and handsome.

Six foot three, smooth dark chocolate skin with long, neat dreads he kept in

intricate styles. The first time that he smiled at me I almost fainted. I'm not being

dramatic. Ok, maybe I am a little, but you have to understand how sexy this man

is. He has these dimples that wink at you from behind a full soft beard that I love

to run my fingers through. A pearly white smile housed between his thick, soft lips

that makes me thank God and his Mama that they did that!

He is decadent.

Not believing that I was in the moment had my tummy fluttering. He'd told

me to come over dressed for comfort. I put my curls up in a messy bun. Under my

jacket I wore a soft heather grey tank top and pajama pants set from Vickie's of

course.

He'd opened the door wearing grey sweatpants and nothing else. Locs loose

and hanging past his shoulders. His broad, thick chest and arms on full display.

Abs bulging and rippling down to a cut "V" that disappeared into a waistband that

hung low on his hips.

I couldn't help but look down and I mentally drooled out the side of my mouth.

Or maybe I'd done it a little bit in real life.

Don't judge me.

But damn he looked good and smelled like heaven. He greeted me with a head tilt and plump bottom lip pulled between his

teeth. His eyes were hooded and smoldering. He took me by the hand and pulled

me into the foyer. Closing the door behind me and locking me in.

At least that's how it felt.

Pulling me in for a hug, leaning down to compensate for my lack of vertical

inches. My face instantly settled into the crook of his neck closing my eyes

inhaling his masculinity. Rubbing his hands down my back to the beginning curve

of my ass.

"Hey." his deep baritone rumbled through my body. I pulled back a little, his

hands now caressing my cheeks below bolder. He was watching me with a sexy

smirk.

"Hey." I could barely get it out. My body was heated all over. My clit was

already throbbing, and my panties were dampening. He leaned down further and

gently brushed his lips across mine. His beard tickled my chin in a delicious way. It

only lasted a moment before he straightened taking my hand.

"Let's go watch a movie." He said leading me to his bedroom.

Melodie

Layla nodded towards my left. "Do you know those guys?"

I refused to look. "No idea."

"I think I know the bald one. He knows Kelsey." Melony squinted a bit looking them over.

There was a bald guy? All I saw was the beautiful red hued god with the halo of hair, silky

beard and dreamy eyes.

Layla tilted her head. "Mr. Chocolate is definitely fine with that bald head and that damn

beard, girl!" she raised her glass to them and mouthed "thank you" before taking it back.

I was trying to gather myself. Remind myself that I am a grown ass woman. A beautiful,

intelligent...

"Welp,...