a/n: yall someone tell this man to release me from the spell he’s cast on me 😭😭😭
don’t know where this came from but here it it
i feel like i may make another version of this without the angst bc it wasn’t supposed to be angsty to begin with 💀💀💀
word count: 832
❤️💔❤️
“What do you want?” Y/N whispered, stretching her limbs over her king-sized bed, loving the way the silk sheets felt over her smooth skin.
There was a beat of silence before the man at the end of the bed spoke up.
“You.”
A smirk painted itself on her glossy lips. She pulled herself up, leaning back on her bent elbows.
“Which part of me?” she teased, biting her lip. She stared into his dark eyes, feeling a chill creep up her spine. She hated that he had that effect on her.
Her teasing did nothing to crack the stoic look on his face.
“All of you.”
She fell back on the bed as his strong hands traveled up her legs, gripping and massaging her calves. Her skin broke out in goosebumps. She did little to stop the satisfied moans from escaping her lips.
She ignored the alarm bells ringing in her head when his hands inched towards her thick thighs.
“Why are you holding back from me?” he asked gruffly.
She heard him, but she didn't speak. Too deep in a euphoric daze brought on by the feeling of his big hands roaming her thighs.
She was shaken out of that daze when a sharp slap cracked across her left thigh. A soft gasp fell from her lips as he pulled her to the end of the bed. They were now face to face, his stoic expression replaced with one Y/N couldn't decipher.
“Why are you holding back from me?” he repeated, growing more frustrated.
“You're married,” Y/N stated matter-of-factly.
He rolled his eyes, standing up straight. He ran a hand over his full beard, not making eye contact.
“We’re getting a divorce,”
“I've heard that one before,” it was her turn to roll her eyes.
“I’m serious, I’m meeting with my attorney next week,”
The room went silent for a moment before Y/N spoke up.
“You're still legally married,”
He let out a frustrated sigh.
“My marriage has been over for a while regardless of what the law says you know that,”
“Okay but-”
“Why are we still talking about this,” he interrupted her.
“I don't sleep with married men,”
He smirked at that. Of course he did.
“Well then, how do you explain what happened three years ago?” he wove his fingers through her hair tugging harshly so she couldn't look away from his fiery gaze.
She swallowed harshly as she felt herself shrinking internally.
“That was a mistake, you know that,” she whispered.
“Really? Four days of making love all over Hawaii was a mistake to you? Be honest with yourself.”
“I am honest with myself but you can't say the same can you?” Y/N snapped.
“You knew marrying her was a mistake, I told you you'd regret it. That's why you'd come crawling back to me every time you and her argued, that's why you flew me to Hawaii after she said she was done with you for the millionth time and that's why you showed up on my doorstep unannounced after almost 2 years of not speaking to me because you finally have the balls to do what you should've done a long time ago.”
He slowly loosened his grip on her hair as he saw her eyes well up with tears.
Y/N was a tough girl, but Tama had always been her weakness.
“And I was stupid enough to let you in again,”
“Baby,” Tama tried to wipe away the tears that escaped her eyes.
“No Tama, I can’t do this again, you're just going to leave me like you always do.”
She stood up from the bed, pushing him away in the process.
He watched as she sat at her vanity, silently wiping away the tears that kept coming.
“You're right,” he murmured.
She looked at him through the mirror as he paced the room.
“You’re right, I do regret marrying her, I regret not choosing you every time I think of what my life has become,” he paused as Y/N turned to face him.
He moved closer and kneeled before her.
“I hate that I put you through this for all these years, I would give anything to go back in time and change this situation. I love you, and I will never stop trying to make it up to you.”
“I don't know, I don't think I can handle another heartbreak Tama,” Y/N mumbled with her face in her hands.
“You won't have to baby. Just let me make it up to you,”
He moved her hands from her face and cupped her cheeks in his hands.
She didn't pull away, instead, she leaned into his touch as his thumbs caressed the soft skin.
“Okay, one last chance. That's it,”
He nodded, searching her eyes before testing his luck and leaning in slowly.
Y/N met him halfway, and their lips met in a sweet yet timid kiss.
a/n: yall someone tell this man to release me from the spell he’s cast on me 😭😭😭
don’t know where this came from but here it it
i feel like i may make another version of this without the angst bc it wasn’t supposed to be angsty to begin with 💀💀💀
word count: 832
❤️💔❤️
“What do you want?” Y/N whispered, stretching her limbs over her king-sized bed, loving the way the silk sheets felt over her smooth skin.
There was a beat of silence before the man at the end of the bed spoke up.
“You.”
A smirk painted itself on her glossy lips. She pulled herself up, leaning back on her bent elbows.
“Which part of me?” she teased, biting her lip. She stared into his dark eyes, feeling a chill creep up her spine. She hated that he had that effect on her.
Her teasing did nothing to crack the stoic look on his face.
“All of you.”
She fell back on the bed as his strong hands traveled up her legs, gripping and massaging her calves. Her skin broke out in goosebumps. She did little to stop the satisfied moans from escaping her lips.
She ignored the alarm bells ringing in her head when his hands inched towards her thick thighs.
“Why are you holding back from me?” he asked gruffly.
She heard him, but she didn't speak. Too deep in a euphoric daze brought on by the feeling of his big hands roaming her thighs.
She was shaken out of that daze when a sharp slap cracked across her left thigh. A soft gasp fell from her lips as he pulled her to the end of the bed. They were now face to face, his stoic expression replaced with one Y/N couldn't decipher.
“Why are you holding back from me?” he repeated, growing more frustrated.
“You're married,” Y/N stated matter-of-factly.
He rolled his eyes, standing up straight. He ran a hand over his full beard, not making eye contact.
“We’re getting a divorce,”
“I've heard that one before,” it was her turn to roll her eyes.
“I’m serious, I’m meeting with my attorney next week,”
The room went silent for a moment before Y/N spoke up.
“You're still legally married,”
He let out a frustrated sigh.
“My marriage has been over for a while regardless of what the law says you know that,”
“Okay but-”
“Why are we still talking about this,” he interrupted her.
“I don't sleep with married men,”
He smirked at that. Of course he did.
“Well then, how do you explain what happened three years ago?” he wove his fingers through her hair tugging harshly so she couldn't look away from his fiery gaze.
She swallowed harshly as she felt herself shrinking internally.
“That was a mistake, you know that,” she whispered.
“Really? Four days of making love all over Hawaii was a mistake to you? Be honest with yourself.”
“I am honest with myself but you can't say the same can you?” Y/N snapped.
“You knew marrying her was a mistake, I told you you'd regret it. That's why you'd come crawling back to me every time you and her argued, that's why you flew me to Hawaii after she said she was done with you for the millionth time and that's why you showed up on my doorstep unannounced after almost 2 years of not speaking to me because you finally have the balls to do what you should've done a long time ago.”
He slowly loosened his grip on her hair as he saw her eyes well up with tears.
Y/N was a tough girl, but Tama had always been her weakness.
“And I was stupid enough to let you in again,”
“Baby,” Tama tried to wipe away the tears that escaped her eyes.
“No Tama, I can’t do this again, you're just going to leave me like you always do.”
She stood up from the bed, pushing him away in the process.
He watched as she sat at her vanity, silently wiping away the tears that kept coming.
“You're right,” he murmured.
She looked at him through the mirror as he paced the room.
“You’re right, I do regret marrying her, I regret not choosing you every time I think of what my life has become,” he paused as Y/N turned to face him.
He moved closer and kneeled before her.
“I hate that I put you through this for all these years, I would give anything to go back in time and change this situation. I love you, and I will never stop trying to make it up to you.”
“I don't know, I don't think I can handle another heartbreak Tama,” Y/N mumbled with her face in her hands.
“You won't have to baby. Just let me make it up to you,”
He moved her hands from her face and cupped her cheeks in his hands.
She didn't pull away, instead, she leaned into his touch as his thumbs caressed the soft skin.
“Okay, one last chance. That's it,”
He nodded, searching her eyes before testing his luck and leaning in slowly.
Y/N met him halfway, and their lips met in a sweet yet timid kiss.