Thursday, October 09, 2008

Miss Opportunity - Ch. 25.2

The first thing Millsap thought when he entered Cami’s room was that it wasn’t really a room at all. This was a mini-apartment due to all the amenities it had.

“I knew Bonz had restored this house from the inside out, but I had no idea that he turned the rooms into efficiency apartments. This is the fanciest boarding house I ever seen,” Millsap remarked, looking very impressed as he perused his surroundings. He also couldn’t help but notice how clean everything was. There wasn’t a speck of dust in sight.

Cami chuckled. “It wasn’t what I expected either. When Dee first mentioned me moving into this room, I tried to kill that suggestion dead. I thought I was too good to live in a boarding house. Now I’m wondering if this boarding house is too good for me. I’m living better here than I was at the hotel I was staying at when I first came to town.”

“It is nice. Certainly no place to be ashamed of,” Millsap replied honestly. “Where do you want me to put this?” he asked, holding up the large basket in his hands.

“Over there by the brown chair,” Cami instructed, moving to put Little Man’s gifts on the nightstand. “Let’s see what you got my boy,” she said, finally taking a look inside the bag.

Soon she saw a Carl Edwards handheld driving game, a play and plug controller game, and a play and plug steering wheel game. “Oh, yeah. Little Man is gonna love these. Thanks again, Millsap,” Cami continued, looking towards him again.

Millsap smiled. “You’re welcome,” he replied, sitting down in the oversized brown cushioned chair next to him. It was extremely comfortable and just right for his large frame.

Cami nodded, silently noting how Millsap had just made himself comfortable in her room. It pleased her that he wasn’t ready to go yet. That he wanted to linger.

Was this a sign that he was ready to take their relationship to the next level?

She hoped so.

Determined to find out, Cami started in with the charm, unaware that Millsap had been charmed by her months ago. That it was still in effect now. That it wouldn’t take much effort from her to send him to a boiling point today.

“I know I’ve said this once before, but blue really is your color, Millsap,” Cami complimented, walking over to her basket in her most sexy strut. “You should wear it more often.”

“Thanks. I’ll keep that in mind.” Millsap smiled as if he knew exactly what she was doing, liked it, and wanted her to continue. He did. “Every color looks good on you,” he said, giving her a compliment of his own.

“You think so?” Cami smiled and began to unload the contents of her basket. Everything had been washed, dried, and folded in the laundry room downstairs.

“I know so. I haven’t seen you in a bad color yet.” Millsap suppressed a moan when she turned around and strutted towards the mirrored dresser with a stack of t-shirts in her hands. Yet he couldn’t stop licking his lips for nothing. The girl was just fine. Deliciously so.

“I don’t look all that great in prison orange, which is the one color I refuse to ever wear again,” Cami replied, grimacing as she spoke.

Millsap let out a husky chuckle. “I can understand that.”

Cami laughed, too. Then she casually bent over to put her shirts into the third drawer of the dresser, causing the lower crests of her cheeks to hang deliciously out of her shorts.

Unable to control himself this time, Millsap inhaled sharply and moaned loudly behind her.

Bingo! Cami smiled with satisfaction. She’d known which feature he liked best on her body, vividly recalled how much time he’d spent on it that night. So why wouldn’t she play the onion card?

“What’s wrong?” Cami asked, innocently looking back over her shoulder at him.

“Why you playing, girl? You know exactly what’s wrong with me,” Millsap replied, dragging his gaze up to her face. His gorgeous eyes were ablaze with passion.

“Maybe I do. In any case, I suggest you go let Leza or one of your other chicks take care of that for you,” Cami replied, blindsided by her own jealousy. She thought she’d come to terms with that Leza situation. Guess not.

Millsap frowned. “I knew I shouldn’t have come here.” He sprung to his feet.

“Come to think of it, why did you come here, Millsap? Why are you at my place on a Sunday morning pretending to be Santa Claus?” Cami countered, standing upright again as she put her hands on her hips.

Millsap glared at her, resenting her ability to see right through him. To affect him so deeply. “I’ll leave,” he gruffed out, unwilling to give her any additional power over him.

“Leave then. I got more laundry to put up anyway,” Cami said dismissively, tired of playing the game now. Then she turned back to the dresser and bent down to neatly position her shirts just the way she liked them to be.

Suddenly she felt them.

Them were Millsap’s lips at the crest of her lower right cheek.

Did he run across the room? Is that how he got to her so fast? And was the man actually on his knees behind her?

Yes, yes, and oh yes!

Cami couldn’t help but both moan at his aggression. Especially when he switched to the other cheek, licked a trail, and suckled hard at the end.

“Since it’s clear what I’m really here for, I need to know if you still want me to leave,” Millsap inquired, pausing to gain her full permission as he stood upright, pulling her upright as well. “Or can I stay and prove to you how much better I like your body over Leza’s? The same Leza that I’m definitely not seeing anymore, by the way,” he continued, meeting her gaze in the mirror. He bent his tall body slightly to press his rigidity against her softness.

“You really dumped her?” Cami asked a bit on the breathless side. She could literally feel him pulsating against her.

“Yes,” Millsap whispered near her right ear as he embraced her narrow waist and pulled her closer. “Leza was history the same night of Mike-Mike’s party. You and that body paint saw to that.” He licked her ear. “So can I stay, baby?” He pressed himself even closer to her, grinding at the end. “Please let me stay, Cami,” he moaned out in anguish, more humble than he’d ever been in his life.

© 2008 by Suprina Frazier


Subrina said...

WOW!!!!...He's quick...Starting from the bottom to bed so I'll have to finish reading the rest of it in the morning...Cami got him begging...rofl...Suprina please make him beg more before she give in...He needs a little bit more humble pie and he needs to tell her how he feels since he already knows how she feels about him...It's only fair don't you think...Nite nite

Prettybrowneyz said...

Oh yes!! Romeo needs to stew for a little while. He needs to prove himself before she wiggles out of that thong. He's at the begging stage and the ball is in her court. If she plays her cards right and use her head she can have what she wants.

Paula said...

Humble is the word for today.

Beg Millsap.........

Another Millsap Theme song by Changing Faces f/ R. Kelly

Do you mind if I stroke you up (I don't mind)
Do you mind if I stroke you down (I don't mind)
All through the night (I don't mind)
Until your body's tired
Do you mind if I stroke you up (I don't mind)
Do you mind if I stroke you down (I don't mind)
All through the night (I don't mind)
Makin' you feel so right


Suprina said...

Subrina, Prettybrown/Carrie, and Paula, y'all are all in the same mindset. Beg, man, beg. I find it hilarious. You'll see in a few minutes what happens.