As i sat in the back of the cab a million taughts ran through my mind, why was lyndon there?? why did jhayce had to hit him i could have handled that on my on..and worst, why didnt he show any remorse to it he only apologized for the blood spill. I was lost in my taughts until the cab driver yeld to me which lane to take.
'Oh, take your next left'
I paid the driver an exited the vehicle still poundering on the actions that took place i couldn't come up an answer so i just left the questions to linger in the air. I quickly searched for my keys to my wooden apartment door and as it opened i pushed my way inside. I made my way to the bathroom and ran myself a warm bath as i needed to rinse some stress away after a long day of excitement.
After a well needed bath i looked in my closet for my favorite nighties, my velvet panties which massages my ass so sensually it feels like a pair of hands holding them in place, and my old Aces of Heart tank top i bought back in high school, you should always hold your first band crush close to your heart.
'knock, knock'
'Im coming, im coming'
I opened the door to find jhayce standing in my doorway sweaty and breathing very heavily my feet bacame unbalanced as i watch his chest heaved up and down through his thin shirt, his arms so strong as he strech them across the door head, i gasp as he grabs my fragile waist and pins me to the floor ripping and tearing every inch of my clothing as his left palm fundles my breast my nipples quickly stiffens as a response to his touch.