Rain
Chapter 23
January 28,2016

I was sitting on the  couch waiting for Jamila to come out of the bathroom. She seemed a bit shake up after what happened at Dave and Buster's.Her built like a tonka truck ex rubbed me the wrong way. I wasn't scared of her. My pops did favors for a certain group of people and I kept that side of the business going and a secret. I was also pretty dangerous myself. My temper was horrible at a
earlier age because of some of the shit I went through in my life.

My connections go underground and deeper. Shit I saw a lot of things that held my interest and a lot of people I hung out with were not good people. I just hid that side of me. Nobody close to me knows. I didn't want to get them involved just in case something happens to them.

I sighed and  kicked off my shoes and turned on the TV. I was gonna sleep on the couch to make sure she was alright. She already talked me into staying with here all night. I was gonna stop and get my clothes for work. But she looked like she wanted to go straight home. I also  remember my emergency suit in the back of my truck. I looked at the time on the cable box. It was only like 11 or so.

I heard her soft footsteps come down the stairs. My hearing was really good. It always has been.

"What are we watching?" she asked me as she sat next to me.

"I have no idea," I said as I turned my head to  face her.

She was facing me and her legs were tucked under her body. I bit my lip she was in a tank top and booty shorts with a pair of white socks on.

"Did you just turn this on?" she asked me as she leaned over and undid my tie.

She pulled it off and sat it on the coffee table. I bit down on my bottom lip. For some reason her undressing me was sexy as fuck and everytime she does it I want to show how much it turns me on. I licked my lips and smiled a bit.   I watched as she raised her eyebrow and  straddle my lap.

"So who was that ugly ass girl?" I asked her as she unbutton my shirt.

I watched as her eyebrows furrowed a bit as she seemed to fidget with my buttons. I smirked a bit she was nervous to tell me. She must not want me to get hurt or involved.

"My Ex," she said as she made her way further down my shirt her face relaxed a bit since I was somewhat relaxed.

"Well I almost beat yo Ex girlfriend until she was good looking," I told her.

I watched as she stop unbuttoning my shirt and laid her head on my chest while she laughed.  I laughed to and placed my hands on her thighs.

"I'm serious Mila. Your ex pissed me off. She almost caught these hands. She lucky I only slapped her ," I said and lightly slapped her thighs.

"Stop playing Rain. You punched that girl in the gut hard as fuck," she said as she raised her head up and smiled at me.

I laughed and shrugged. It was a light tap if you ask me. I watched her as she ran her hands up and down my suspenders.

"You are beautiful, and whatever she had put you through,  is in the past. I would like to be your future one day," I told her.

I watched as she blushed and then laid her head on my shoulder.  She had readjusted her body so her feet where on the couch and she was sitting on my lap like a child who scraped their knee. She was hurting some and to be honest this is the best comfort I could offer. For me to be a Funeral Director I was actually pretty bad dealing with emotions. It just makes me uncomfortable.

"When I was younger and got hurt or was sad my pops would let me sit on his lap like you sitting on mines.  It was the most soothing position to sit. To feel his breathing and hear and feel the vibration of his voice as he drunk his jack and threaten to whoop anybody's ass that messed with me," I told her and  wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer.

I felt her laugh as she snuggled closer to me. I chuckled to. I never talked about my pops to any other female. Nora yes because she meet my pops. They had formed a bond too. She was like his other daughter and Miguel was his gay son. That is literally what my pops called him.

"You have a lot of stories for you to be so young," she said as she played with the gold chain my pops left me.

"It's not about age. It's about the memories you create the fun you have. Who you are always around and what type of drama they bring in your life. Even if it's bad drama," I told her.

"You can tell you have been around old people," she said and laughed.

I laughed and kissed her forehead.

"I have been around a lot of people," I told her as she turned the necklace around and around on finger.

"She is my abusive ex," she said as her body tensed up.

That was probably because I did. I can't stand abusive of any sort. My pops taught me never to hit a man, woman, child, or puppy. It was just wrong. But if they laid a hand on you. You knock them the fuck out and keep walking like it never happened. Those were his words to me and I stand by them. Also, he told me if I did hit somebody first I would end up killing them. I placed my hand on her thigh and laid my head on top of hers.

"Don't tell me about it if you're not ready. Also I am not ready to hear about it. If I do you gonna have to bail me out of jail and tell them I'm your sister and I hear little voice in my head,"  I told her and I felt her chuckle.

She moved her head looking up at me I looked down at her and smiled.

"There goes my dimples. I haven't seen them in a while,"  I told her.

She laughed and cuddled back into my shirt. I placed my head on top of hers and started to rock side to side. It was a habit I had. I rock side to side back to forth. Sitting, standing, hell sometimes laying down. It's mostly because my body is use to always going I have a hard time sitting still for too long.

"You gonna stay the night?" She asked me as I felt her hand on the side of my neck.

"Whatever you want Ms. Rose," I said as I felt her hand snake its way up to my ear.

"Good," she said and started to rub behind my ear.

I am very sensitive about my ears. I don't like anybody touching them. I had a bad experience with them, but the way she was touching my ear was relaxing my body like that we all had a massive smoke session at my crib. It was kind of fucked up because me and Kimmy had to go out on a call. We both were high as fuck. We sort of regretted the next week.

"I'm just going to sleep down here though," I told her.

I was trying to fight the trance she had put my body in.

"Rain?"

"Yes,"  I said as my eyes started to get heavy.

Her hands were working some devilishly good sleep ass magic on me. I was gonna be out in no time if she kept this up. I tighten the grip I had on her body pulling her closer to me. I felt her let out a sigh of relief  I guess.

"Can you sleep with me instead of on the couch?" She asked me after what had to be the longest 90 seconds ever.

" I would love to, however there are two issues," I told her.

"What are they? And don't be on that gentlemen shit. I just really want to be held tonight, and I only want to be in your arms," she said as she started to sit up.

I licked my lips. This girl is just oozing with everything that turns a nigga on. I smiled as she smirked at me and raised her eyebrow. I leaned in and peck her lips and pulled back.

"That's not it. I can tell you want to be held and treated like the most precious thing in this universe,"  I told her as I watched her blushed.

"Well what is it?" She asked me as she straddled my lap again and began to pull my shirt I had neatly tucked in out of my pants.

"One. I don't have anything to wear to bed over here with me. Two. It is going to be really hard for me to resist touching all over your body. And Three you ca---,"

"I thought you said two," she said as she pushed my suspenders off my shoulders.

"I know but I have a third one now," I said as we both laughed.

" Three you are going to have to stop undressing me," I told her and bit down on my lip as hers went into a smirk.

"Well I have two solutions to two of those issues, and a question for your third," she said in this sexy ass voice.

I felt her place her lips against my neck. Fuck this girl is gonna end up screaming my name if she keep teasing me like this.

"One. You have on a lot of clothes already," she said as she slid her hands down my sides.

I licked my lips as her hand grazed over my spot. I felt my clit start to get hard. She was trying to kill me. I felt her slowly lift up the brim of my white v neck t shirt pulling it out of my pants.

I laid my head back on the couch as I let my hands grip firmly onto her small waist.  I gave them a slight squeeze as I felt her bit down on my neck but that was after she let out a quick gasp. Spot number two. I smirked as I felt her hands move to the button on my slacks.

"Two. I love it when you touch me. So please touch all you like but only if its in the right way," she said as started to unbutton my pants.

I slowly sat my head up and looked at her. I was gonna have to keep my pants on. I don't want her to say anything about how big it was and if it could get bigger.

" My questions is why my papi doesn't want me to undress her?" She asked me as she pulled back and unzipped my pants.

I licked my lips and started to rub and squeeze her hips. She looked at me and let out low moan as she began to grind against me. I smirked and leaned in and took her bottom lip in my mouth and began to suck on it. I pulled back slowly and released her lip. I moved my head to her neck and my  left hand to her mid back. I felt her shiver a bit. I pulled away and placed my cheek against hers as she slowly rocked her body against mines.  Her arms were securely placed around my neck.

"Because it's sexy. You look so sexy when you do it. I could get use to it. I mean it's like you care for me a lot. So all of those little things ,I am going to need for you to stop. because I can't always control myself. Especially around a goddess like yourself,"  I told her.

I felt her shiver then pull back. I watched as she slowly got out of my grip and reached for my hands. I stood up allowing her to finish taking off my shirt. I watched as she smiled at me as her hands went to my pants and she ran her thumbs on the inside of the brim of my pants allowing her knuckles to brush up against my thighs before she pushed them down. I laughed and stepped out of my pants leaving me in my white t- shirt  grey and black striped socks and my batman boxers.

I  crossed my hands in front of my body and smirked as she eyed me up and down. I was horny as fuck and my shit was hard.  I watched as she bit her bottom lip and grabbed my hand and lead me upstairs to her room.  I watched as her ass and hips moved from side to side.

"I can feel you Rain," she said as we reached the top of the stairs.

"I can't help it. I'm gay and you're tempting," I told her and laughed.

I watched as she shook her head and opened her bedroom door. I couldn't see much of anything it was dark as fuck in here just like I like it.  It didn't  take long for my eyes to adjust as we made our way over to her king size bed. She let go of my hand and walked around to her side of the bed. I smirked and climb into bed with my little temptress. It was going to be a rough night. Especially since she let me play with her earlier tonight.  I placed my arm around her waist. I bit down on my bottom lip as I felt her press her ass into me. I bit down on my bottom lip. I couldn't help it when she pressed that ass into me I pressed right back. She pressed back and wiggled her ass too.

"Good god," i said under my breath.

"You are an old man," she said and laughed.

"I bet this old man can make you tap out though," I told her.

"I don't know if your old ass can keep up," she taunted back .

"Don't count me out Ms. Rose, I know what to do to make you climb these walls,"  I said and kissed her shoulder and squeezed her hip.

I heard her let out a moan.

"Go to sleep Ms. Major," she said as she snuggled more into me.

"Good night  Jamila Rose," I said.

"Good night Rainie," she said sounding like she was halfway sleep.