39 Chapter 39: Closer (1/2)
'What the fuck did I do to deserve this woman?'
”Ah shit, Ricky!”
Her warm hands hit my chest, her panting is so sensual, her expression says it all.
”You still mad at me?”
”Ahh, yes!”
'Damn, maybe I should piss her off more often, this whole laying on my back thing is fucking heaven!'
”Shit! I...love...you!”
I watch as a bead of sweat trickles down in between her breasts,
”Goddamn woman, that was...”
She lays next to me,
”Amazing.”
”Mhm, yeah. Amazing.”
I lay behind her and put my hand on her waist but she gets up,
”Hey, where you going?”
”Taking a shower, I really worked up a sweat.”
”Hell yeah ya did. Ya know maybe I should let you ride more often!”
She holds up her middle finger and walks into the bathroom,
”Blow it out your ass!”
”Ha! I love you too Kaz!”
I open the bedside desk and grab a pack of cigarettes,
”You know I really didn't mean to piss you off Kaz!”
The water cuts on and I take a long drag on my cig,
”I know but there's just something about you that just...”
She pops her head out of the door,
”Really, really aggravates me.”
She looks at the cigarette in between my fingers,
”Put that shit out, it reeks.”
”Please, I just need this one.”
”No, it's a bad habit and it fucking ruins your lungs.”
She walks over and snatches it from me and puts it out. Then walks over to her dresser and pulls out a small jar,
”You wanna smoke something, smoke this.”
She tosses the jar to me and a pack of rolling paper.
”Kaz, what the hell? Where'd you get this?”
She looks at me like i'm dumb,
”Did I not tell you?”
”Tell me what?!”
”That I smoke too. Just not nasty ass tobacco.”
She skips back into the bathroom and shuts the door.
”What the hell?”
I look at jar full of weed and the small box in my lap,
”What I am supposed to do with this shit?”
I lie down on the bed and wait for her to get out. When the water finally cuts off I wait by the door.
She comes out wearing nothing but a small towel that barely covers anything.
'Goddamn, she looks good without even trying to.'
”What?”
She looks confused,
”What?”
”Why do you keep looking at me like that?”
”Huh? Like what?”
”Like that!”
”Like what?!”
”I'm not doing this with you Ricardo.”
”Mhm, I love it you call me by my name.”
I pull her close and move my hand a little lower,
”Ricky, don't...”
”You're wet Kaz...really wet.”
She pushes me away,
”Nope. No way you horny bitch.”
I laugh,
”Aw come on! I just need a lil taste, just a little bit Kaz!”
She grabs one of my shirts and pulls it over her head,
”You didn't roll one?”
She looks nay the untouched papers on the bed,
”I uh...I've never smoked weed before.”
”Hm, you don't say.”
She puts the weed in the paper and rolls it up tightly, she then licks it and runs her lighter across it.
”Oh wow, you must do this a lot.”
”Eh.”
She sticks the blunt in my mouth and lights it,
”Don't hit too hard, just a few puffs and you'll start to feel it.”
I do as she says,
”Damn, and you do this how often?”
”Few times a day, but don't make this shit a habit!”
I take a large inhale and blow the smoke in her face,
”And why not?”
She waves the smoke screen away,
”Because,”