Chapter 9
Amaya:
I gasped at what stood in front of me. It was Javaughn, half naked. He was wiping his face with his bath towel, but he didn’t see me. But I did see his big ‘little friend’, standing tall and proud. Immediately I put my hands over my eyes and tried to speak. Hopefully he wouldn’t think I had seen anything.
"Um-Javaughn?" I spoke with my head down and my hands still over my eyes.
"Amaya? W-what are you doing in here?" He said with a little bit of shuffling. He was probably trying to find some pants to put on.
"I’m really sorry, I was trying to look for the room you had put Cameron into but I ended up in here. It was dark and I was trying to find the light switch b-but I couldn’t see anything…and" I said really fast while stumbling over a few words. Being nervous was an understatement.
I felt a pair of hands remove my own hands from my eyes. Looking up, Javaughn stared at me with a confused face.
"I have no idea of what you just said…" He spoke. I shook my head lightly and mumbled a ‘forget about it’ underneath my breath.
"Where’s Cameron? I need to go home and sleep." I stated.
"So, you’re going to leave?" He said walking away from me and sitting on the front of the bed. I nodded my head up and down while he stared at me. I mean, was I just suppose to sleep here with him? No. I have my own bed to sleep in.
"Everyone else left. So, that means I need to leave also." I responded, all I want at this point is a comfortable bed…which is at home.
"Why don’t you just spend the night here with me?" He asked. Reacting to his question I looked at him as if he was crazy. Who do I look like?
"No Javaughn, I can’t." We stared at each other for a minute until he finally budged.
"Let me go get Cam, come on." He said. Following him into the hallway, he walked to a door that was diagonal from his. Slowly he opened the door to a dim lit room. There Cameron laid peacefully and sound asleep. I walked over to the bed and tried to wake him up.
Three attempts, and Cameron didn’t wake up. He was really in a deep sleep. I yawned, and Javaughn chuckled at me. I looked at him while he leaned on the side of the door.
"What?" I asked a tad annoyed. What was this yellow crayon laughing at…
"You’re tired. Exhausted in fact, and your trying to wake your son up but he won’t because he’s tired too….so again, why don’t you just spend the night with me?" Giving up, I agreed. I am tired and it was past midnight. Being tired and driving home wouldn’t be safe, especially if I began to fall asleep on the wheel.
Following Javaughn back into his room, I sat on the edge of his bed. He was going through his closet trying to find me a t shirt to sleep in. Coming out of the closet he handed me an over sized t shirt and a pair of Nike GFX boy shorts. They were black and form fitted.
"They’re my sisters. She leaves clothes for emergencies…" Javaughn said referring to the shorts. They were women shorts and it would be awkward of they were his.
"Thanks," I said. He walked out of the room and left me to change. I took off all my jewelry and romper. Putting on the shirt, I felt how soft It was and it smelled good. It wasn’t too strong, but more of an addicting scent. I pulled on the shorts over the thong that I wore. Taking all my things, I placed it on a shelf in his closet and placed my shoes on the floor. Once I was done I went out to get my bag that was in the living room.
Coming out the hallway, the kitchen light was dimmed giving me enough light to get my stuff. Checking my phone, I had a message(s) from Russel but I didn’t want to talk to him right now. Looking up from the phone, Javaughn was sitting on the kitchen counter eating something. He sat there with a wife beater and sweatpants on.
"I’m going to bed now…" I said looking at him. He looked up and nodded his head.
"Yeah, hold on I’m coming." Putting up the food, he turned off the lights leaving it pitch black. Only the LA lights were shown from the huge windows. Taking my hand lightly he lead us back to his room. At this point I knew it had to be past 1:00 in the morning. I climbed onto the bed and laid there, taking up all the space. Javaughn took of his shirt, revealing more of his chest. This man was beyond gorgeous. The hundreds of tattoos he had placed on his body, to the abs, and strong arms. Even though he was a little bit skinny, but still attractive. Getting into the bed he pushed my body over a bit, causing me to giggle.
I gasped at what stood in front of me. It was Javaughn, half naked. He was wiping his face with his bath towel, but he didn’t see me. But I did see his big ‘little friend’, standing tall and proud. Immediately I put my hands over my eyes and tried to speak. Hopefully he wouldn’t think I had seen anything.
"Um-Javaughn?" I spoke with my head down and my hands still over my eyes.
"Amaya? W-what are you doing in here?" He said with a little bit of shuffling. He was probably trying to find some pants to put on.
"I’m really sorry, I was trying to look for the room you had put Cameron into but I ended up in here. It was dark and I was trying to find the light switch b-but I couldn’t see anything…and" I said really fast while stumbling over a few words. Being nervous was an understatement.
I felt a pair of hands remove my own hands from my eyes. Looking up, Javaughn stared at me with a confused face.
"I have no idea of what you just said…" He spoke. I shook my head lightly and mumbled a ‘forget about it’ underneath my breath.
"Where’s Cameron? I need to go home and sleep." I stated.
"So, you’re going to leave?" He said walking away from me and sitting on the front of the bed. I nodded my head up and down while he stared at me. I mean, was I just suppose to sleep here with him? No. I have my own bed to sleep in.
"Everyone else left. So, that means I need to leave also." I responded, all I want at this point is a comfortable bed…which is at home.
"Why don’t you just spend the night here with me?" He asked. Reacting to his question I looked at him as if he was crazy. Who do I look like?
"No Javaughn, I can’t." We stared at each other for a minute until he finally budged.
"Let me go get Cam, come on." He said. Following him into the hallway, he walked to a door that was diagonal from his. Slowly he opened the door to a dim lit room. There Cameron laid peacefully and sound asleep. I walked over to the bed and tried to wake him up.
Three attempts, and Cameron didn’t wake up. He was really in a deep sleep. I yawned, and Javaughn chuckled at me. I looked at him while he leaned on the side of the door.
"What?" I asked a tad annoyed. What was this yellow crayon laughing at…
"You’re tired. Exhausted in fact, and your trying to wake your son up but he won’t because he’s tired too….so again, why don’t you just spend the night with me?" Giving up, I agreed. I am tired and it was past midnight. Being tired and driving home wouldn’t be safe, especially if I began to fall asleep on the wheel.
Following Javaughn back into his room, I sat on the edge of his bed. He was going through his closet trying to find me a t shirt to sleep in. Coming out of the closet he handed me an over sized t shirt and a pair of Nike GFX boy shorts. They were black and form fitted.
"They’re my sisters. She leaves clothes for emergencies…" Javaughn said referring to the shorts. They were women shorts and it would be awkward of they were his.
"Thanks," I said. He walked out of the room and left me to change. I took off all my jewelry and romper. Putting on the shirt, I felt how soft It was and it smelled good. It wasn’t too strong, but more of an addicting scent. I pulled on the shorts over the thong that I wore. Taking all my things, I placed it on a shelf in his closet and placed my shoes on the floor. Once I was done I went out to get my bag that was in the living room.
Coming out the hallway, the kitchen light was dimmed giving me enough light to get my stuff. Checking my phone, I had a message(s) from Russel but I didn’t want to talk to him right now. Looking up from the phone, Javaughn was sitting on the kitchen counter eating something. He sat there with a wife beater and sweatpants on.
"I’m going to bed now…" I said looking at him. He looked up and nodded his head.
"Yeah, hold on I’m coming." Putting up the food, he turned off the lights leaving it pitch black. Only the LA lights were shown from the huge windows. Taking my hand lightly he lead us back to his room. At this point I knew it had to be past 1:00 in the morning. I climbed onto the bed and laid there, taking up all the space. Javaughn took of his shirt, revealing more of his chest. This man was beyond gorgeous. The hundreds of tattoos he had placed on his body, to the abs, and strong arms. Even though he was a little bit skinny, but still attractive. Getting into the bed he pushed my body over a bit, causing me to giggle.
Javaughn:
Earlier, I thought Amaya had left already. When I found her in my room, I was just coming out the shower. Hopefully she didn’t see anything. But even if she did I wouldn’t mind. Now she knows what she’s working with.
We were laying in my bed now the lights were dimmed down low but enough to see each other. I didn’t want her to leave and to drive late at night. I wanted her to stay here along with Cameron, this place gets lonely sometimes. It nice to have some company once and a while. Amaya sat up Indian style on the bed with her back towards me. I wrapped my hands around her slim waist and brung her up to me.
“Ugh, Javaughn let me go.” She said between her giggles.
“Nah I’m good,” I said smiling while staring into her light brown orbs. Damn were those things mesmerizing…
She laughed and said a low okay. This girl was not getting out of my grip.
“Javaughn…what’s your full name?” She asked me out of the blue.
"Javaughn Michael Taylor." I responded..why would she want to know? Weird…
"Maurice…I like that. It’s cute."
"More like sexy but whatever you say…what’s yours?" I asked, if she wants to know mine I have to know hers.
"Amaya Marie Scott"’ She said proudly, I smiled at the wide grin she had on when she said that. To catch her off guard I pecked her lips. Her cheeks began to turn red and she looked away. Immediately my fingers went to her chin and lifted it up lightly so she could face me. For a second time I kissed her but with more passion than the first. I pulled away to look at her, she bit her bottom lip and stared at me. A small smile came upon my face. Just to have her right in front of me made me happy.
Earlier, I thought Amaya had left already. When I found her in my room, I was just coming out the shower. Hopefully she didn’t see anything. But even if she did I wouldn’t mind. Now she knows what she’s working with.
We were laying in my bed now the lights were dimmed down low but enough to see each other. I didn’t want her to leave and to drive late at night. I wanted her to stay here along with Cameron, this place gets lonely sometimes. It nice to have some company once and a while. Amaya sat up Indian style on the bed with her back towards me. I wrapped my hands around her slim waist and brung her up to me.
“Ugh, Javaughn let me go.” She said between her giggles.
“Nah I’m good,” I said smiling while staring into her light brown orbs. Damn were those things mesmerizing…
She laughed and said a low okay. This girl was not getting out of my grip.
“Javaughn…what’s your full name?” She asked me out of the blue.
"Javaughn Michael Taylor." I responded..why would she want to know? Weird…
"Maurice…I like that. It’s cute."
"More like sexy but whatever you say…what’s yours?" I asked, if she wants to know mine I have to know hers.
"Amaya Marie Scott"’ She said proudly, I smiled at the wide grin she had on when she said that. To catch her off guard I pecked her lips. Her cheeks began to turn red and she looked away. Immediately my fingers went to her chin and lifted it up lightly so she could face me. For a second time I kissed her but with more passion than the first. I pulled away to look at her, she bit her bottom lip and stared at me. A small smile came upon my face. Just to have her right in front of me made me happy.
Amaya:
To be honest he Javaughn caught me off guard. That kiss was unexpected. But just to have those plump lips against mine felt so good. Almost addicting, to a point you can’t refuse. As he licked his lips over and over again, it was turning me on. I removed myself from his side and straddled his lap. He had his back up against the headboard and his hands on my hips. I placed my hands on his abs and closed the gap we had in between us. I connected my lips with his once again. Our lips felt so good together. The kiss was so passionate. As our tongues danced together his hands ran up and down my sides. His touch gave me goosebumps, the way he would lightly graze his fingers against my soft skin.
I moaned against his lips out of pleasure. This felt so good. We broke apart to catch our breaths. His eyes lowered down to my thighs and he placed his hands on them to pull me closer towards him. Kissing me on my lips he slid his hand up the shirt I had on. One was placed on my ass and the other on my hip. Pulling me closer to him, he began to place a trail of kisses on my lower jawbone. Then he moved onto my neck and back up again. I had my hands on his shoulders and tighten my grip. Light moans escaped my mouth…
“Ja-Javaughn…” I tried to say. Guilt began to come over me, we shouldn’t be doing this. We should be sleeping not making out or ‘trying to make love’. Once he pulled away, I began to talk.
“Javaughn..we should go to bed. Not do this…” I said while panting. He bit his bottom lip and nodded his head. As much as I was enjoying this, we had to stop before things escalated.
“You’re right..” He said removing me off of his lap and to the opposite side of him. He turned of the light and got comfortable, leaving me sitting up on the bed. I got underneath the covers, I hope he wasn’t mad…or disappointed. Trying to push those thoughts away I closed my eyes.
I felt the bed shift and thought it was Javaughn getting up. But, it was him wrapping his arms around my waist and getting closer to me.
To be honest he Javaughn caught me off guard. That kiss was unexpected. But just to have those plump lips against mine felt so good. Almost addicting, to a point you can’t refuse. As he licked his lips over and over again, it was turning me on. I removed myself from his side and straddled his lap. He had his back up against the headboard and his hands on my hips. I placed my hands on his abs and closed the gap we had in between us. I connected my lips with his once again. Our lips felt so good together. The kiss was so passionate. As our tongues danced together his hands ran up and down my sides. His touch gave me goosebumps, the way he would lightly graze his fingers against my soft skin.
I moaned against his lips out of pleasure. This felt so good. We broke apart to catch our breaths. His eyes lowered down to my thighs and he placed his hands on them to pull me closer towards him. Kissing me on my lips he slid his hand up the shirt I had on. One was placed on my ass and the other on my hip. Pulling me closer to him, he began to place a trail of kisses on my lower jawbone. Then he moved onto my neck and back up again. I had my hands on his shoulders and tighten my grip. Light moans escaped my mouth…
“Ja-Javaughn…” I tried to say. Guilt began to come over me, we shouldn’t be doing this. We should be sleeping not making out or ‘trying to make love’. Once he pulled away, I began to talk.
“Javaughn..we should go to bed. Not do this…” I said while panting. He bit his bottom lip and nodded his head. As much as I was enjoying this, we had to stop before things escalated.
“You’re right..” He said removing me off of his lap and to the opposite side of him. He turned of the light and got comfortable, leaving me sitting up on the bed. I got underneath the covers, I hope he wasn’t mad…or disappointed. Trying to push those thoughts away I closed my eyes.
I felt the bed shift and thought it was Javaughn getting up. But, it was him wrapping his arms around my waist and getting closer to me.