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CHAPTER FIVEclover's pov

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I PEEL MY CLOTHES OFF. My shirt, then my pajama bottoms, my lace bra, the matching black lace panties. I grab the hair band I had on my wrist and pinned up my hair and the entire time I did this, I could feel Adonis' eyes on me. He took my hand and helped me into the bath tub.

Ian gonna lie I'm scared shitless, I wrap my hands around my chest lowkey feeling insecure. Which is new as fuck ta me because I normally have these niggas by their balls, but this one... this one got me shivering in my boots.

He turns around, watering sprinkling down his biceps and his abs, his smile bright as hell.. it makes me smile. He tips my chin, and my mouth slightly opens agap as he leans in. When he kisses me, his lips are soft and warm.

His lips move slow, it starts off as a couple of pecks. My heart is doin the most, pounding so loud I swear he can hear it. His hands trail down my arms, sending little shocks through my body. He tilts his head open his mouth more for me, and I slide my tongue in and let it move with his. His hands trial to my waist and wrap around them. When he pulls back and rest his head against mine, I feel out of breath as fuck.

"Ian never seen you quite like this," he murmurs against my lips, which causes me to roll my eyes.

I swallow hard, tryna play it cool, but damn—my body betraying me. "Boy, shut up," I mumble, tryna sound tough, but my voice is coming out all breathy and weak.

He chuckles, low and deep, making my stomach flip. "Nah, ion think I will." He slides his hand down my stomach, fingers ghosting over my skin like he trying to memorize every inch of me. "You good?" I feel his thumb flick at my clit as he cups my pussy. My head tilts to the side exposing my neck and I feel his tongue drag along the middle of it until he reached my ear, my eyes rolled to back of my head.

"You heard me Clover," I could hear Adonis mumbles and feel him kissing my neck.

I nod, but truth be told, I'm losing my damn mind. Ain't no way I'm letting him know that, though. Instead, I grip his arm, feelin the flex of his muscle under my fingertips. "You talk too much."

He laughs, full and rich, then kisses me again—this time deeper, one had grips my neck, smashing his lip onto mine. It was more aggressive, faster. The way I like it. His other hand started toying with my clit and as soon as my shuddered, I felt a finger slip inside me.

The water rushing over us, was steaming and fogging up the bathroom, but it made everything feel so right. My body was hotter than the shower  and I didn't even give a damn. "Adonis, shit.. Don just like that," my head falls back, I feel him suck on my breast. When he bites on my nipple and it sends a shockwave straight through my pussy, my toes curl and my breath hitches in my throat. I grab ahold of his shoulders, diggin my nails into his back.

He chuckles against my skin, lips draggin slow up my chest, leaving a trail of heat. "Mmm, I knew you'd sound pretty begging for me," he murmurs, voice thick with amusement, and I wanna cuss him out for playing too damn much but damn, he got me melting like butter.

"Boy, I ain't begging," I grit out, tryna snatch back some control, but then he pumps his finger deeper, curvin just right, and my whole body betrays me. A soft moan slip past my lips, and his grin widens like he just won the damn lottery.

"Oh yeah?" He adds another finger, thumb still working my clit, and I damn near arch off the wall. "What you call this then?"

I have no words, just breathless gasps and the sound of water slapping against our bodies. My nails scratch down his back, and he hisses.

"Put it in me," I moan into his ear, trying to be quiet but I can't with the way he moving in me.

"You sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure," I look him in the eyes and nod my head. I move my thighs away from each other and feel him slowly push himself inside of me. I bit my bottom lip hard as fuck and hiss a lil bit. It's been a minute since I did anything with anybody for real.

"Shit Clov.. you tight as fuck," I watched him groan then scrunch his face.  Adonis backed me up against a wall and lifted my left thigh while with his other he continued to insert himself. That shit felt never ending. But when it was in we sat there and looked at each other. His eyes looked like they were sparkling.

"You're so handsome," I say weakly and gently place my hand underneath his chin and rub his stubble then the side of his sharp jawline. His eyes flutter closed for a second, leaning into my touch.

"What you doin to me, Clover?" His voice is damn near a whisper.

His question seemed rhetorical so ian say anything but I did feel him slowly pull himself out of me then move back in. The slight pain felt pleasurable and the way he was touching me made me wanna melt. "Go faster Adonis," I said leaning towards his neck and kiss on it.

I kiss upwards until I reached his earlobe and started sucking on it. Adonis was repeating hitting my spot with slow deep strokes. I think I heard him moan but shit I couldn't focus on the way I was reaching my climax.

"Don, I'm about to—"

"Shhh, you hear that?" Adonis cuts me off, his grip on my waist tightening.

I let out a moan, just as he slides his hand up to my throat. "Listen" His voice drops lower, rougher.

Silence. Just water dripping. Then I hear it—the slick, wet sound of my pussy making a fart as his dick slides in and out. A shiver runs down my spine.

"She talkin to me," he whispers, lips at my ear. "I think she like me, ma. You like me, don't you baby?"

His fingers slide down, find my clit again, rubbing. it. My body jerks forward, archin off the cold wall.

"Nah, nah, don't run from me, ma. This what you wanted, ain't it?"

"Ye... yeah," I pant, my head falling back as Adonis' lips find my neck, leaving open-mouth kisses, nipping at my skin. When he pinches my clit, I lose it. My whole body shakes, and I feel myself squirt.

"Damn, ma," he murmurs, grip tightening as he lifts me up. I'm still tryna come down from my climax when he speeds up, his movements gettin erratic, rougher. I try to match his pace, but my legs damn near give out. A few more deep strokes, and then he stills, groanin as he finishes on my thigh.

He placed me down and I collapse onto the base of the tub, too damn tired to move. I don't feel like getting up right now.

I looked up at Adonis to already see him looking down at me. I watch him turn the shower head off then turn the faucet on and close the hole for the water escape. Don grabbed a fucking bath bomb out the cabinet above the toilet along with some shampoo, shea butter lotion, and loofa. He moved my legs to sit in his lap as he sat down and we sat in comfortable silence... until—

"We can't tell nobody about this. Especially not my momma," he said to me and I nodded understanding.

"Shit from the way you were moaning, she probably heard us," I roll my eyes playfully and I start laughing when I see his face scrunched up all hard, "my bad, my bad."

Adonis rolls his eyes, but I see his little smirk he's trying to hide. He sinks deeper into the water, arms resting along the edge of the tub, his fingers lazily trailing along my thigh. The steam hangs thick around us, the scent of the bath bomb sweet and warm, mixing with the heat between us. My body still humming, sensitive to every little touch, but the way he got me sittin' in his lap feel... different.

Intimate.

I shift slightly, tryna get comfortable, but his hands grip my waist, holding me still. "Quit movin," he mumbles, voice low, almost lazy, but I feel the tension still thrumming in him.

I smirk. "Sensitive?" I tease, fingertips trailing up his chest, feelin' the way his abs flex under my touch.

He scoffs, tilting his head back against the tub, eyes half-lidded. "Nah, just enjoying the moment."

Enjoying the moment. Hearing him say that makes my stomach flip. It makes me realize that the night we spent together wasn't a mistake. We sit in this moment, let it linger. This is messing me up more than it should, so I switch gears before I start overthinking.

I grab the loofa from the side, dip it into the warm water, and squeeze the excess out over his chest, watching the water trickle down his skin. He watches me, quiet but present, his eyes locked on mine. I squirt some body wash onto the loofah and start runnin' it over his shoulders, takin my time.

He lets out a low hum, eyes closing for a second. "You tryna take care of me now?"

I roll my eyes. "Nigga, you tryna complain?"

"Nah," he murmurs, cracking one eye open, that smirk returnin. "Just ain't never had nobody do this before."

Something tightens in my chest, but I keep my face neutral, my hands movin steady. I scrub down his arms, then his chest, letting the warmth settle between us.

"Shit, I shoulda made you do me first," I say, tryna lighten the mood, but my voice don't quite hit playful the way I wanted it to.

He chuckles, reachin up to grab my chin between his fingers, making me look at him. "I got you after this," he says, seriously, like he's not just talking about the bath. He means more than just washing me down.. I can feel it.

My throat goes dry, so I just nod and keep scrubbing.

For a while, we sit in that silence, just the sound of water lapping against the sides of the tub. It's calm. Easy.

Then, after a moment, Adonis exhales, real slow. "You wanna stay in the guest room wimme?"

I pause, letting the question hang between us. I'm finna play this shit cool, act like it ain't nothing.

I meet his gaze, my fingers still resting against his chest. "Yeah," I say finally, my voice softer than usual. Ion know why but I wanna sound cutesy. "I'll stay with you."

His grip on my waist tightens just a little, his lips pressing together like he tryna fight back a smile.

"Aight," he murmurs, leaning back again, closing his eyes.

I keep washing him, taking my time, letting the moment settle between us. Ion wanna think too hard, or do too much. But as I sit there, my body still wrapped around his, I'm slowly realizing.

I don't wanna just be a moment to him.. But I also don't want to ruin my relationship with Nesha. What the fuck.