twenty eight

"You sure you don't wanna go with the original outfit?" Grant asks tugging at the belt loop to tighten it around Ty's waist.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I look good yeah?"she turns to me for approval.

I don't answer back. I'm too caught up in the way the red color clasps with her glistening warm deep brown skin.

"Bae" she snaps me out.

"Uh yeah. Red" I stutter

She chuckles and turns her attention back to the mirror.

I take this time to admire more of the beauty in front of me.

Whipping out my phone, I take pictures and I don't stop until she is literally in my face.

"Now who's gonna use all the storage?" She questions placing a kiss on my cheek.

"You're just too damn sexy" I admit.

She pecks my lips.

"Stand back. Smile" I tell her and taking pictures again.

Knock knock

"Hey so Autumn outfits are here" Miriam perks her head in.

"Sit them here" Grant orders emerging from his area with a sewing needle.

"My outfits?" I turn to Ty'Elle.

"Yeah. I want you to look sexy too" she winks.

"Well to the public. You know I think you sexy when you naked" she shrugs moving over to the three, black body bags.

I squeeze my legs tightly and breathing before allowing myself to get up.

"Come look" Ty says as Grant opens the bags.

I gasp in awe at the three, silver and white outfits in front of me.

"Well. Which one you wanna wear?"

Undecided and overwhelmed, I turn to Ty. "I don't know. They're all so damn beautiful. Which one you think?"

"I'd be alright with you being naked but that ain't gonna go" she shrugs again, pressing yet another kiss into my neck.

Strike two

"I like em all. Whichever one you choose, wear. It'll all end up on the floor later" she winks and grabs a water to sit on the couch.

I blush at her words. Strike 3.

I step back admiring the outfits before deciding on the 3rd one.

"Which one you choose?" She asks reaching for my feet as I sit on the couch beside her but I tuck them under me instead.

"Whichever one end up on the floor tonight" I retort aggressively.

She smiles and relaxes on the couch.

"Ty. Anycia here" Miriam sticks her head in.

Ty hops up, kissed my cheek and leaves out of the dressing room.

Few minutes later

"So?" Ty asks rubbing her hands.

"How I look?" She continues.

"Straight" I toss out, genuinely uninterested.

"Nah. We but doing this. Especially not right now. What's wrong?"

"And before you lie, we are supposed to be communicating" she warns, leaning comfortably against the white wall beside me.

"Ty. I'm fucking angry" I confess.

It's been approximately 2 weeks, exactly 9 days, 231 hours, 831,600 seconds since I've been free and these days have been pure HELL. Not actually but sexually. Our sexual tension is through the roof and it's tearing me down the worst.

"Why?"

"Just- nevermind" I answer instead. I don't know how to tell my girl that I want to eat her out of her thousand dollar outfit and squirt all over her $200 make up face.

"Autumn" she grabs my face turning me to her.

I moan at her touch.  Quickly, I cross my legs and bite the inside of my cheek in embarrassment.

She chuckles lightly and walk over to the door, twisting it locked.

"Tell me what you want" she whispers softly to my ear, gently grabbing my face.

"You" I whisper back, keeping her intense eye contact.

She grazes my lip with her finger and kisses me.

I grab at her waist as she traps me between her and the wall.

She pushes away abruptly, staring into my soul as she undoes my jogging pants string. I gasp as she slides her hands into my wet, sweetness. Going back in for a kiss, the bites my lip as she picks up the pace, massaging my bud.

Throwing my head back, I grab her hand as I get ready to peak.

I inch my leg down and Ty pushes it right back up. In enjoyment, I try to contain my moans as I reach my big O. Pulling away from the kiss, I pull Ty's hand out of my pants and push her against the wall.

Knock knock* "two minutes til you're on"

"Tonight" Ty stops interrupts our kiss and comes off of the wall and moves towards the door.

"Wait, your lipgloss" I pull up my pants and move to fix her face.

"Wipe this shit off" she says in semi disgust.

"I look like a punk nigga that wear red lipstick?" She continues wiping her mouth.

"Here. Aquaphor" i suggest and she put some on her lips.

She checks herself in the mirror before kissing me and walking towards the door.

"Bae. Your hands?"

"No. I want you on my tonight. My good luck" she winks.

I run to her and kiss her lips.

"Good luck. I love you"

"I love you too. Hurry up and change so you can get out here" she encourages as she walks out of the dressing room.