Is this destiny?

~ Los Angeles, the Cliffside Villa ~

May 31

5:57 AM

Imani woke up and checked the time. The alarm is set to 6 AM and she is not sure why she woke up three minutes ahead.

She rolled on the other side and blinked at the sight of Jamari who is sleeping next to her.

It's two weeks how they moved into the apartment together, and she is still adjusting to the fact that she is sharing the living space with her boyfriend.

She knows that Jamari loves her, but he likes to tease her about anything and everything and she thought how this is a good chance to observe his face. If he is awake and she looks at him for more than a few seconds, he would smirk smugly and ask her if she likes what she sees. Well, of course, she likes him, but she does not like the teasing part.

Imani observed his relaxed face and smiled. He is handsome. Over the years, his childish features are being replaced with sharper, more masculine ones.

Her eyes moved lower, and she could see his chest moving in a steady rhythm under the thin fabric of his t-shirt.

Below his chest, the blanket is covering his stomach, but she knows that there are muscles under it because she saw him topless.

Her attention moved toward his crotch area above which the blanket is lifted, forming a tent.

Imani held her breath and her cheeks flushed.

They are sharing the bed for two weeks, but they didn't go beyond kissing and hugging. Jamari said that he will wait until she is comfortable with him and that he will not rush with intimacy, and he respects that.

More than once, Imani felt Jamari's erection pressing on her, but she never had the courage to look because Jamari would definitely tease her, and she is curious.

Imani thought how this is a great chance to have a look. But how can she do it without waking Jamari up? If she removes the blanket, he might feel the lack of heat and wake up. She can go under, but it's dark and even with filters provided by Eve-lens, she wants to see it with her naked eye. Ah, decisions, decisions…

She decided to push the blanked off from herself and to reveal only his midsection. That should work.

After a few careful movements, Imani was looking at the tent formed from the fabric of Jamari's pajama bottom. Imani exhaled in disappointment because this view is not revealing much more than with the blanket over it.

There is no way that she can remove his pajama without waking him up, however, there is one thing…

Imani reached with her hand and touched Jamari's erection lightly. Then one more time with a bit more force. She found that it's bouncy because it returns in its original position.

She reached to touch the third time, and she froze at the sound of the alarm clock.

"What are you doing?" Jamari's voice sounded over that blasted beeping.

"Mhm… Nothing." Imani mumbled and scrambled up to turn off the alarm.

"You were looking at my little brother, up close. How is that nothing?"

Imani wished to disappear. He clearly saw her and called it out!

Jamari chuckled. "Come here…"

Imani didn't comply with his demand, but she didn't resist either when he pulled her into a hug.

"Are you curious?" He spoke softly close to her ear.

Imani nodded in response.

Jamari moved slightly, took her hand in his, and guided it lower.

Imani's eyes widened when her fingers curved around something warm and firm, yet smooth. She glanced down and held her breath when she realized that she is holding onto his shaft. No blanket, or pajamas, or anything else in-between. Just Jamari and her hand.

His pajama bottom and underwear are pushed down and his crotch area is exposed.

Imani looked at Jamari and saw that his eyes are closed.

"Am I hurting you?" She asked.

"No."

"Why do you look like you are in pain?"

"It feels so good that it's almost painful."

Imani didn't understand.

"Can you move your hand?" Jamari was not sure if she will do it, but he had to ask.

"How?"

"Grip a bit harder and move it up and down…" Jamari instructed, and he jolted when she obeyed.

Imani knows what she is doing because they had classes, and she watched movies, but she still could not believe that she is doing it. However, it felt good to know that he is enjoying, and she didn't want to stop.

Jamari hugged her and his hot erratic breaths hit her neck.

The movements of his hips told Imani that she should do it faster and she was surprised when he moaned, and his body shivered as warm liquid fell on her hand.

After two long seconds, Jamari inched away from Imani and glanced down. She was still holding onto him.

"Just a minute…"

He swiftly removed his t-shirt, wiped the semen from her hand and himself, and threw the t-shirt on the floor. He pulled his underwear and pajama bottom up and returned back into his original position, next to Imani.

"Can I touch you?" Jamari asked reluctantly.

"Uhm… later…" Imani turned the other way and started to scoot off the bed. She was still slightly dazed by what happened.

"That's not fair…" Jamari whined when his hands wrapped around Imani and he pulled her back.

"You got to touch me, and you don't let me do the same…" He spoke at the back of her head.

Imani's body stiffened when her back pressed against his front.

"You said that you will wait until I'm comfortable." She reminded him.

"Aren't you comfortable enough to touch me?"

Imani had to admit the obvious. "Yes. But… I did it because I was curious."

"I am curious also."

Imani exhaled. He is right. He probably never touched a girl and the most he saw her were when they went swimming. And she even took peeks at him while he was sleeping. Doesn't that make her a perverted person? "OK."

"OK. What?"

"You can touch me… If you want."

Jamari blinked. Is she kidding him? IF he wants? Of course, he wants! But where should he touch first? Breasts! Yes, that should be first…

Imani closed her eyes and felt his palm under her pajama top, moving from her waist up. He cupped her breast and gave it a few gentle squeezes.

"It's so soft…" Jamari murmured and rubbed his palms in small circles.

His movements halted for a moment at the feel of her hardened nipples and he tapped them a few times, before giving them a pinch.

Jamari could not believe that he is aroused again, or maybe he didn't calm down at all.

Imani felt his erection press on her bottom, and she panicked when he grinded against her.

In one swift move, she was out of the bed.

"Hey…" Jamari protested. They were just getting to the good part!

"We will be late for training. I will get ready first…" Imani mumbled and dashed into the bathroom without looking at him. Her face was on fire and she was confident that if their eyes meet, she will explode.

Jamari looked at the closed doors of the bathroom and then at his open palms. He could still feel the softness and the warmth of her flesh.

Jamari smiled. He is making a progress.

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