#Chapter 120: The Gap Under the Door

Kadeem breaks into a surprised laugh. “Are you, now,” he asks. And he is a wet dream staring at me beneath a fringe of long, sooty ashes. His chiseled arms are crossed over his toned chest, midnight hair falling softly against his brow. I answer by pulling my shirt off and throwing it at him. He catches it with a wry smile that shows off his dimples and shakes his head in quiet amusement. I’m on top of him before he knows what’s happening next, pushing him down onto the bed as I straddle him. His arms wrap around me tightly and his lips press against the nape of my neck, sending tingles down my spine. I feel his erection and I’m unable to suppress the urge to grind against it. “Mom?” Damn it. Kadeem and I freeze. Erbao’s voice is coming from the other side of the door. “Where’s Kadeem?” I inhale sharply. “He’ll be back in a second,” I call. “Just go outside and wait for him.” “Okay.” Erbao sighs. I hear his feet as he trudges off. None of my desire’s be