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Arthur Sakho

"Hey, Arty. I love you."

I ran my fingers through his blond hair as he hovered naked over me. His declaration of love filled my being with happiness. I thought it would be harder to find love than this. My past boyfriends had all turned out to be jerks in the end.

"I love you too, Jacks," I said.

He kissed me passionately.

The buzz of my alarm went off. There were tears in my eyes when I opened them and moisture on my cheeks. I had cried in my sleep. It had been seven months. I should be over him by now. I had other boyfriends since him although none of them had made me feel the way he had. Now I had Trevon and things felt different with him. I adored him. It seemed he adored me. I was willing to give him a chance. I didn't shut myself away just because I had bad experiences.

I wiped away the tears roughly with the back of my hands. I was over Jackson mostly. Until I came across the ring he had given me or until I had the occasional dream. The ring was currently tucked away in the bottom of my sock drawer. It would be best if I just got rid of it. I had tried to on several occasions. There were several times when I had thrown it in the trash bin only to dig it out later. Sometimes I was pathetic. So instead of reminding myself just how pathetic I could be, I hid it in my sock drawer and tried to forget it existed.

The alarm on my phone still buzzed. I took in a deep breath and sighed out my remaining feels. I sat up on my bed, grabbed my phone and turned off the alarm. Instead of getting up right away I sent a text.

Me: good morning

Tall Dark and Handsome: good morning

Me: did I wake you?

It said he was typing, but he was taking a long time. I got up and relieved myself in the bathroom before I got a response.

Tall Dark and Handsome: No

He seriously took that long to type 'no'? Somehow I didn't believe him.

Me: I think I did. Sorry. You can go back to sleep.

Tall Dark and Handsome: It's okay. I'd rather be up and talking with you. My alarm was about to go off anyway.

Me: Do you want to come over tonight?

Tall Dark and Handsome: Like all night or just a few hours? It is a school night.

He sounded like a parent. He was such a nerd. It made me smile though.

Me: Probably all night.

Tall Dark and Handsome: Okay. It's a date.

Tall Dark and Handsome: Just so I'm clear. How prepared should I be?

Me: Bring condoms of course.

Tall Dark and Handsome: Okay. I didn't want to just assume.

I smiled. He was different from the others.

Me: I'm usually home by 7. You can come by then. And bring food if you don't want chicken and salad.

Tall Dark and Handsome: CUL

Me: 😘

I went through my daily routine and before I knew it, I was at the dance studio. I found a spot by Danny and stretched my leg out on the bar. Alice came in. Her eyes narrowed when she saw me, but she quickly put on her fake smile and went over to her freshmen friends.

"Don't worry," Danny said to me, "the freshmen will see through her soon enough."

"I'm not really worried," I said to him. It was only a matter of time before her true colors came out.

"You're really dating her ex? The one that just came to the performance?" he asked me as we continued to stretch.

"Yes," I said.

"He is handsome," Danny said. He was the straight one who told me he started dancing because the ratio of men to women was so great. And I didn't think he told me that just for bravado or to hide that he might be gay. He was comfortable talking to me all about my boyfriends and relationship problems. He was a good guy.

"I like him," I said, "but I didn't start anything with him until after he broke up with Alice. I won't date cheaters."

"I believe you," Danny said. "I remember what happened with that other guy last year."

I pushed thoughts of Jackson out of my head.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, precious," I said.

He smirked. "Why did you stop calling everyone sweetie?"

I smiled as I thought of Trevon. "I'm reserving that for a certain someone."

"A certain someone that dated Alice?" he asked with a knowing smile.

I nodded, but that ended our discussion as the teacher came in.

When my schedule was done for the day, I went home and showered. After the shower, I dressed in tight jeans and a tight t-shirt because I wanted to flaunt what I had. I started on the chicken. I prepared enough chicken breasts in case Trevon wanted some. If he didn't, I would just save it for later.

The doorbell rang. When I opened it, Trevon stood there handsome and sexy and with a bag from the sandwich place down the street. I couldn't resist him. I reached up and cupped his cheeks in my hands and brought his lips to mine. We kissed as I dragged him inside. He closed the door behind him with his foot.

"That's quite the welcome," he said when I pulled away.

"You deserve it," I said. I went back into the kitchen to finish preparing dinner.

"I brought a sandwich this time. I hope that's okay." He sat at my dining table.

"I told you to," I said.

"I know, but sometimes people say things to be nice but don't really mean it."

I smirked. "I'll really mean it."

I finished preparing my dinner and sat across from him. He had waited to eat his sandwich until I sat across from him with my own food.

"Has Alice given you any trouble?" he asked.

"Nothing I can't handle," I said. "She tried to spread that you cheated on her with me, but no one except a few freshmen believed her. She did tell me you were just experimenting and once you were through with me you'd go back to her."

"I'm never going back to that racist, crazy girl. And you're not an experiment."

I knew I wasn't, but it warmed my insides to hear him say it anyway. We finished dinner and I dragged him into the living room to watch t.v. We sat side by side, his arm stretched out over the back of the couch behind me.

"Don't you have homework to do?" he asked.

"I'll just do it quick in the morning," I said lazily. It wasn't that I was lazy. It was just dancing was hard work and staying in physical shape to be able to dance and lift other dancers was work and I had been in classes or the studio all day and the last thing I wanted to do when I got home was homework.

He gave me a look.

"Don't look at me like that. What about your homework? I don't see you doing it either?"

"I finished it already," he said.

"Nerd," I teased and pinched him lightly on his side.

"I don't mind you doing your homework while I'm here. I won't be bored or anything," he said.

How sweet that he thought I wasn't doing my homework in order to be a nice host. That wasn't the reason.

"I want to be a dancer not a Nasa scientist," I teased him.

Both his arms wrapped around me and squeezed tightly as he dragged me into his lap right before he started to relentlessly tickle me.

I laughed and flailed until I was finally able to grab and hold both of his arms pinning them against me. His handsome brown eyes stared down at me as I was still in his lap. I was reclined a little and not sitting up straight so he was still taller than me. I liked him. It might even have been more than just like. I could easily fall in love with him and that thought frightened me a little.

"Don't knock being a Nasa scientist," he said quietly, but still playfully as his eyes stared into mine.

"I'm not," I said quietly. "You can be my Nasa scientist and I'll be your dancer."

He smiled and bent so his lips met mine. My hands let go of his arms so that I could cup his cheeks and pull him deeper into the kiss. Instead of letting me go now that his arms were free, he squeezed me tighter to him.

"Can I ask you a question?" he asked when he pulled away from the kiss.

"Yes," I said, but my eyes trailed down and lingered on his lips because I just wanted to kiss some more.

"How do you keep all your man bits from showing in those tights?"

I laughed. "Really? That's what you want to know?"

"It's been bugging me," he said.

I laughed again and pushed off him. I went into my bedroom and retrieved a dance belt.

"Dance belt," I said as I came back out and handed it to him. "It's kind of like a jockstrap."

He looked at it then looked at me then looked at it and back to me.

"Stop imagining me in it," I teased as I grabbed it from his hands.

He smirked.

"These are not for play," I said. "They are for dance. But if you wanted to find me something similar in men's lingerie, I would wear it for you."

"Deal," he said.

I went back in my room and put it away. When I came back out, I sat next to him instead of his lap and continued to watch t.v. After about an hour, Trevon's eyes started to close and his head began to droop. It wasn't that late yet. Normal people might go to bed at that time, but I usually didn't and I didn't think he did either no matter how much of a nerd he was.

I nudged him and his eyes shot open. I handed him the remote. "You can watch whatever you want," I said.

He took it and turned it to a science show about the sun. I rolled my eyes, but I had said he could watch whatever he wanted so I sat back and rested in the crook of his side as his arm stretched out on the back of the sofa behind me. When I cuddled into him like that, he moved his hand so it rubbed up and down my shoulder. This was cozy even if the show was boring.

I could only stand so much info about solar flares and nuclear fusion, gravity, mass and magnetosomethingorother. But he seemed to be enjoying it. His warm arm around me, the safety of his side, the monotone droning from the screen soon had my eyes drooping and my head dropped to his shoulder.

He tapped my shoulder and his deep voice was close to my ear. "Why don't you go to bed?" My body tingled as his breath brushed passed my ear. The t.v. was turned off but I wasn't sure when that happened so maybe I had dozed off.

I sat up and stretched my legs and arms out in front of me. I looked at him. He looked at me. His hand came up and traced my jaw. His thumb rubbed lightly over my lips, lingered on my lower lip. He leaned in and kissed me. Our lips moved together. His one hand caressed my cheek while the other circled around my waist. My hands rested on his hips as we continued our kiss. His tongue licked along my lips. My tongue shot out to greet his. I wasn't tired or bored anymore.

"Should I go home and let you sleep?" he asked against my lips.

"No," I said. He kissed me again with more gusto. My hands left his hip and traveled up his sides, over his shirt that was covering his pecs until my arms curled around his neck.

Both his arms now encircled my waist. He pulled me up with him when he stood. He started to guide us both to my bedroom while we continued to kiss and lick and nip. I hopped a little so I could wrap my legs around his waist to make it easier for him to get to the bedroom while our lips were still locked together.

He put me gently on the bed, but with my arms and legs I pulled him roughly on top of me. His lips broke away from my mouth and trailed down my neck. Pleasure danced through my skin and my soul and a sound escaped my lips. His hand crept under my shirt and slid up until he found a nipple. He squeezed and twisted and massaged it while he continued to plant kisses and suck on my neck.

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I pulled his shirt up and he broke away from kissing me and touching me so he could take his shirt off. I sat up and started to take off my shirt, but he finished taking it off for me. He pressed me back down to the bed and kissed me desperately. His lips trailed down my neck, down my chest over my heart. He licked one of my nipples while his fingers played with the other. A moan escaped me as my fingers lingered on his muscled shoulders. His kisses continued down over my stomach muscles down to just where the hem of my pants was. He quickly undid my pants and took them off as well as the boxer briefs. I watched as he took off his own pants, but retrieved a condom from a back pocket before he tossed the pants away. Then his boxers were off exposing his hard on that had me biting my lower lip in anticipation.

His eyes noted my action and he quickly brought his lips back to mine. His divine body pinned me to the bed and I didn't mind at all. His large, warm hands roamed my flesh. My hands traveled down his back, over the curves of his glutes and back up again.

He pulled away from his kisses just long enough to ask, "Lube?"

I pointed to the drawer of my end table. He stretched to retrieve it so he didn't have to get off me. I was happy with that as my hands freely flitted over him.

He put the lube over his fingers and slowly inserted the first finger. He watched me carefully, but I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled him to me for a kiss as his finger explored inside me. His long finger went from one to three before he hit that spot that made me moan and shudder underneath him.

"Hurry," I said. "Condom. I want you inside me."

He prepared the condom and lube and then he was over me once again and slowly entering me. But I didn't want him to go slow so I grabbed him and shoved him all the way. He began to shift and move in and out while he stared down at me as if mesmerized. It was quite similar to the first time we had sex and I had ridden him and he could only stare captivated at me. I liked this affect I had over him. He wasn't quite hitting that spot he had with his fingers moments before. He shifted a little and I knew he was trying to find it.

My fingers circled around the back of his neck and I pulled him for another kiss as he moved inside me. I moved my hips and shifted a little and then he hit that spot and I moaned against his lips. Now that he found it, he hit that spot over and over and I trembled every time he did.

"Trevon," I said his name out loud - probably too loud - and it was a beautiful descant to both of the sounds we were making.

I spasmed and released with my euphoria. He released shortly after and collapsed on top of me still inside me. I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. I kissed the side of his face while he recouped his breath. He lifted up just enough to stare down into my face. He stayed there several moments just looking at me before he pulled out. He discarded the condom and cleaned himself and me. He settled next to me on his back with his arms pulling me close.

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Yes. I could easily fall in love with him.