Page 140 of The Legend
Did Imention I was sweating? All that sweating had me basically gasping because Istill had my hood on and it felt like a thousand degrees. So I peeled that offand continued watching. I was amazed at some of the angels they show too. Imean, sorry, but I don’t want to look at a view of a man’s asshole.
I justdon’t.
They werereally getting into on the movie, grunts and screaming, all that shit so Idecided to try fast forward and see how it ended when the door to our bedroomopened and Jameson came inside.
My firstthought, you fucking idiot! Why didn’t you lock that shit? My second coherentthought was that I should play dead.
He closedthe door with his foot, eyes on his phone in his hand, the sound made me jumpabout two fucking feet and scramble for the remote which I couldn’t find.
I had beencaught.
There wasno way around it.
Pullingthe hood back over my head, I contemplated acting like I was asleep orsomething equally ridiculous like I’d passed out and someone had put it in theDVD player without my knowledge. A lot of shit ran through my head. There wereall kinds of lies going through me but no responses from my body. I just satthere like a goddamn idiot.
I’ve hadsome really embarrassing shit happen to me in my life but getting caughtwatching porn was probably the cake topper.
Jamesonmust have noticed the sounds coming from the television and stopped mid stride,back tracked, and cocked his head at the screen. “Is that...are you...?” his eyes squinted as his head slowly turned to me and then back atthe screen just as slowly. “What’s going on?”
He turnedback to me with a sly grin.
“Uh...” I stuttered out as if the fact that it was onthe screen would have been self-evident.
I’m prettyconfident that I had lost all self-respect right there.
He stoodthere, his left hand that was holding his phone pointed at the screen as if hewas going to ask a question and then he stopped, looked at me with just aslight tilt of his head, eyebrows raised and then licked his bottom lip butdragged his slowly teeth like he was trying to decide what to do.
My breathstarted increasing anticipating him doing what was happening on the screen tome.
Kickingoff his shoes first, he reached for the hem of his t-shirt, ripped that overhis head and then started working on the buckle of his jeans as he walkedtoward me. He got to the end of our bed, his knees hit the headboard.
It didn’ttake me long and I was shredding my drive-by-clothes faster than the screamersjack rabbiting each other on the screen.
“It’spretty hot seeing you watch this…but,” his eyes caught mine. “What brought thison?”
I didn’tanswer. I couldn’t. What was I going to tell him?
Alley andRosa convinced me to watch porn and become a whore. I don’t think so. Notadmitting that.
He let outa sharp breath when my hand slipped inside his pants.
His voicewas husky and strained as he started to climb on the bed. “Fuck Sway, thatfeels so goddamn good.”
I wasliterally reeling with excitement. Somehow the movie got turned off and franklyI was okay with that because I had some concerns about Alley and Spencer’staste in porn after watching that.
Jamesondidn’t seem to mind. He gave me the impression he was more interested in me.
Clothesseemed to disappear easily, my frantic fingers fumbled with his jeans trying toget them down. Soon he was hovering over me and moving against me but I knewwhat was happening. The same thing thathappenedthelast two times seemed to be happening. We would get into it and then somethinghappened, both of us trying to avoid that there was a change. Still frantic, wetried to hold onto something that wasn’t there.
The noisesthat escaped his mouth were almost as good as the words he wouldn’t say thesedays.
My needyhands roamed over his skin searching for the connection.
My bodywas underneath him, calling to him, begging him to show me we still had theconnection.
Weswitched positions and he seemed into it, so I kept up everything I was doing.He responded to all the ways I was touching him until I said. “Tie me up.”
“Comeagain?” His eyes were unfocused but he watched me move from straddling him toputting my hands over my head.
