Page 26 of Her Loyalty

"Yo, put that shit up. T at the door." I told Leek and Zay as they bagged up weed on the dining room table.

"Aight." They said as I made my way to the door to open it for her.

"Hey." She smiled once I opened the door.

"What's up, ma?" I couldn't help but to smile, she was looking good and a nigga had been missing her all day.

"I'm fine."

"Um, can I come in?" She asked and I nodded quickly, moving out of her way so she could go in.

As I closed the door behind us, I couldn't help but to look at her ass. It was going crazy in this little dress she had on.

"Go upstairs, ma." I told her, seeing as she was about to walk into the living room but them niggas still wasn't finished getting all of the weed off of the table.

"Why?" She asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Business gon' on down here." I told her truthfully and she simply nodded, making her way up the staircase.

As she did, I walked back into the dining room and helped them get the shit off of the table. It didn't take me long though. Once we were done, I made my way upstairs with T.

"What's up, ma?" I spoke, making her look over to me as I walked in the room. She was standing in the mirror, fixing her hair.

"Whatchu tryn' fix? You already look good as hell." I couldn't help but to compliment and she laughed softly.

"Is this you flirting?" She asked, raising her eyebrows and I looked down with a smirk.

"I can't flirt witcha?"

"No. Not mister I want to take it slow." She taunted and I smacked my lips.

"Man.." I trailed off.

T and I were still taking things slow. We weren't together but of course I was still in love with her. I just had to build up that friendship and that trust again. I couldn't just be on the relationship level with her right away, sex or not. Though I knew she really wanted to be with me.

I just knew jumping back into some shit wouldn't be the best decision to make. I wanted our shit to come back stronger than ever and that started with just letting things come natural. We ain't have to rush.

"How was your day?" I went onto ask, changing the subject and she sighed, plopping down onto the edge of the bed.

"Well I went to go look at apartments today." She poked her lips out.

"Whatchu upset for? You ain't find what you like?" I asked her as she looked at me and shook her head no.

"Everything is either too ugly or too expensive." She whined and I couldn't help but laugh.

"You gon' find something. Don't even worry about it." I assured her, she nodded slowly.

"Hopefully because I'm really ready to move out. I just want my own house. My own space."

"Na', I feel you." I told her, my mind drifting off to me getting my own spot too. Sharing a spot with Deja was becoming too tedious for me.

"So what have you been up to today?" She asked and I shrugged.

"Handlin' business."

"Handling business." She mocked, making smile as she stood up. I couldn't take my eyes off of her ass in that dress. She just looked so good today.

Too damn good.

"Yo, where the fuck is your clothes, T?" I leaned over and smacked her ass as hard as I could.

"Ouch." She whined, rubbing over the spot that I'd just smacked.

"First of all, don't touch me there, that's inappropriate." She said to me and I smacked my lips, leaning over and doing it again twice as hard this time.

"Ouch, Dominic!" She fell to the floor, holding her butt. I laughed at her as she looked up at me with a scowl on her face.

"Next time put some real fuckin' clothes on when you comin' out of the house."

"I wear what I want, crazy man." She spat back to me and a smirk crept onto my face.

"Well obviously.." I trailed off.

"Because if you was wearin' what the fuck I wanted you to wear you'd be naked." I told her and she slowly stood to her feet from the floor.

"Oh really?" She asked as I looked down, smirking.

See, ever since we got serious about this taking it slow shit, T had been holding out on a nigga.

She claimed I wasn't allowed to touch her, kiss her, fuck on her, nothing, until I got serious about wanting to be in a relationship again.

But everyday we teased each other. She knew she wanted this shit, just as bad I did.

Looking up at her, she looked me in my eyes and I couldn't help but to get excited.

"Gon' head with them eyes, Tiana." I warned as I sat there, trying to calm myself.

"Or what?" She challenged, still looking at me and I scoffed.

"You already know what's up, ma." I told her and she raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." I told her seriously as she grabbed at the strings of her dress, that were wrapped around her her neck. I watched closely as she pulled them, letting her dress fall off, exposing her titties.

"Tiana." I spoke sternly, warning her as she slowly dropped the dress to feet, exposing that she didn't have on any panties.

Sighing deeply at how excited a nigga was, she made her way back over to the bed and laid at the edge of it, like I usually have her.

"Come here." She spoke softly and I wasted no time, making my way over to her.

She laid there, looking up at me as I towered over her. She then opened her legs exposing her Girl and I huffed deeply, watching as began to play with herself.

"Tiana." I warned.

"What?" She moaned, pushing her head back into the bed.

"I'm tryn' respect your wishes, ma but.." I trailed off, shaking my head.

"You gon' make me fuck you, T." I spoke bluntly, not giving a fuck about her rules no more as I dug in my pocket to see if I had a condom.

"Mm." She moaned out, closing her eyes tight.

"T." I bit my lip, watching her.

"Shit." I scoffed. I couldn't take it no more.

Before I knew it, I was bending down to kiss her lips.

"Uh um." She said, pushing me away from her.

"Don't touch me." She spoke sternly and I stood there, looking down at her.

"What?" I spat, furrowing my eyebrows as she continued playing with herself.

"Don't. Touch. Me." She spoke seriously and I sighed heavily, flaring my nostrils. She was obviously playing with a nigga.

"Yeah aight, T." I told her, pulling the condom out of my pocket and she raised her eyebrows.

"I'm not playing with you." She said to me and I stood there dumbfounded.

"What the fuck is you sayin' to me?" I asked, getting upset. I wasn't even mad at her, a nigga was just sexually frustrated and here she was playing games.

"Don't be mad, baby." She moaned out, still pleasuring herself.

"I just want to take it slow with you. I'm not ready for sex." She moaned out before a smile crept onto her face. Nodding my head, I realized what the fuck she was doing.

Kissing my teeth with my tongue, I turned away from her and walked out.

"Dominic." She called after me, laughing hard.

"Leave me alone." I spat back, making my way to the bathroom.