"See how much looser your hands are now? Let it all go… Release the tension…" She whispered against the side of his neck. Her warm breath kissed the back of his neck and her scent waffled to his nostrils stimulating him with her nearness. It was hard for him to concentrate on beating the drums when he could only keep wondering how it would feel to have his meat beating up inside of her warm cunt. How deliciously did it feel to have his meat wrapped up and buried deep inside of her beating against her juicy cushy?
"Are you listening?" He heard her asking and that drew his attention back into the present.
"Ah my bad, did you say something?"
"Okay so I see you're really not as interested as you pretend…" She said about to walk off. Jayden abruptly spent around grabbing and pulling her back roughly causing her to land on top of his lap. Landing unceremoniously into his lap, Mia struggled to right herself and quickly remove herself from his lap. However Jayden had other thoughts as his strong arms wrapped around her, forcing her to sit.
"Do you mind?" She asked sternly.
"Actually no I don't mind." He said taking her words out of context. "Does this make you uncomfortable?" He asked.
"You're kidding me, right? You're not being serious are you? Of course it does. I don't even know you and you don't even like me. Why would I be comfortable sitting in your lap?" She questioned him.
"Who says I don't like you? You're a female, you've got a pulse and two holes that I wouldn't mind exploring" he said flippantly per his usual ways. However, when he thought about it more seriously, he had to admit at least to himself that he did like her. As a matter of fact he liked her too much and figured that if he could quickly bed her, it would be easier to get her out of his system and move on to the next conquest.
"Look Jayden, I know you don't like me and I'm not going to let you use me like that. There are plenty of women in the street that would be happy to go along with you and play your games. I'm not her and I don't need you wasting my time."
Damn she shot him down just like that and he was left momentarily speechless. There hadn't been a woman yet since he had turned seventeen and got his own car and first job that had ever turned him down. This was a first. He thought that he was every black woman's grand prize- the perfect BMW. He had a hard time accepting that there were really women out there who just weren't going to settle for his bullshit of hitting it and quitting it.