Chapter 25
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He wrapped me tight in his arms and kissed me like it was our last day on earth. I felt his tongue make love to my mouth. I moaned and ran my fingers through his silky hair. I wanted him so bad. I was gone and lost until he pressed me tighter against him and I felt his evident erection. That woke me up and I realised we could be caught at any moment.
I reluctantly pulled out of his grip and stared at him breathless.
He smirked. I smiled back.
"That was-"
"Perfect." he cut in with a lick of his bottom lip.
That made my whole body shiver and my gaze dropped to his boxers. The bulge had swollen apparently. A low gasp escaped my mouth. And when I looked at him, he smiled mischievously.
"Shane??" we heard Sloane approach. I looked at him. He took a towel which hung behind the door and tied it around his waist.
"Wouldn't want her majesty to see what you've caused in between my legs." he whispered with a wink. I smiled nervously.
Seconds later, Sloane came in. She was surprised to see me.
"Shayenne? What are you doing here? We heard noise from upstairs and Shane had to leave the shower to come check it out."
"Oh, sorry. I forgot my phone here last night. I knocked but no one answered and so I came to get it myself."
"Oh. Then it's fine. Luckily you found it."
"Yeah. Well I gotta go. Um, bye."
"Oh okay, hon." Sloane replied.
Without looking at her or Shane, I stormed out of the washroom, then house.
***
When I got home, I decided to tell Keisha the whole story. Everything. Even the night at Sloane's party. The garden and the kiss he gave me some minutes ago. Keisha was shocked and surprisingly happy.
"Oh my God! Are you serious?"
"Hahahaha, yeah."
"Why the fuck didn't you tell me that earlier?"
"I was– well, I wanted him to admit his feelings first so I won't look stupid in front of you."
"Girl, I feel good with what you're telling me."
I chuckled.
I would sleep and perfectly well that night.
**
That night, I retired to my room and got ready to sleep when Shane texted me. My heart skipped a beat. I read it though.
-Baby r you up?-
-Yeah :-)-
-Seems you're nocturnal.-
-Lol maybe-
-I really want to see you-
-I really want to see you too, Shane. I'm happy with all that happened today. It's still a unreal to me.-
-It is real. Love you.-
He was so sweet. I loved it when he said and even wrote that he loved me.
-Love you too Shane-
And it felt good to confess my feelings. I wanted to kiss him again, to be in his strong arms.
-I really want to kiss you again.-
I admitted.
-I don't only want to kiss you, I want to love you, to hold you, to fill you and a lot more.-
-That's not a bad idea. You're a naughty boy.-
I giggled in my room.
-And sexy. Ladies love bad and sexy.-
-Oh yeah? What makes you so sure mister?-
-It's a fact. Once you go bad, there are a lot of things you do verrrrry well.-
I smirked.
-Like?-
-Can't describe. A picture says more.-
-Then go ahead and send the picture ;-).-
The pic he sent caused my eyes to grow wide and I ended up laughing like crazy. It was a realistic drawing of an interracial couple having sex, with the girl riding her partner.
-Shane, u r one unbelievable dude. Lmao.-
-I'm serious. Trust me. That's us in some weeks to come.
-What?-
-Don't act naïve honey ;-).-
-I don't know what you're talking about.-
-I see. You see the pic?-
-Um, yeah.-
-Well, that us in my bed making love till morn. Or fucking. You'll chose.-
Gosh. My breath actually hitched. I that sweet familiar and frustrating feeling in between legs. Shane was direct and I liked it. I wasn't used to a guy being so straightforward.
-Wow. That was, shameless 😂-
-I don't beat around the bush 😏.-
-I realised :-). Another 'Shane the bad one' quality.-
-You can write that again. I'll be on campus tomorrow.-
-You'll be teaching?-
-Yeah. We'll meet.-
-Can't wait.-
***
The next day in class, we waited for our professor but luckily Shane came instead. Everyone was happy that he was the one. No one had expected him to come teach us a second time.
"Hi Shane." the class greeted excitedly.
"Hey guys. Good morning." he gave a dazzling smile which made all girls whisper. His handsomeness was so evident.
"Let's make a deal, guys." he started, "I finish the class earlier so that we'll be able to Interact. That good?"
"Yeah!" was the chorused reply.
"Alright. Let's begin." he looked in my direction with a stare and smirk that clearly undressed me. I gulped. Luckily that was fast and wasn't noticed. I smiled nervously.
"Hmm girl, I noticed the look he gave ya." Keisha whispered playfully. I giggled.
-
The class began and it was very interesting. We were taught more on script writing and filming. Also, we got to know a lot about the movie industry.
The class finally came to an end and questions began.
"Um, Shane?" a guy called.
"Yes?"
"I'm Sean. I heard you grew up in the ghetto here in New York. Brownsville precisely. Is it true?"
"Yes it is . I'm from a poor background as you all know. I grew up in the poorest quarters of New York, Brownsville. And trust me, it wasn't easy."
"What did y'all do for a living? Or how were you able to cope?" a different guy asked.
"We didn't really cope. My dad was a delinquent. A criminal actually, but he's dead now."
The class fidgeted.
"Sorry."
"No, it's okay. He was a drug dealer and arm trafficker. He was involved in armed robbery too. My mother couldn't find a job when I was little. About eight years old. She hated my dad's way of living, so she left him. Taking me along."
