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Quarantine and Chill - AMBW Standalone Romance

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“Okay.” I walked over to him as he stood in the center of the living room and browsed his phone. “I know you have some Beyoncé in there.”

“We’ll play her, but first we give respect to the queen.”

“The queen. Uh oh.” I glared at him. “Are you sure you want to press play, after a statement like this? This could make or break our friendship.”

Candlelight danced on his sculpted face. “I believe even Beyoncé would call her the queen.”

“Hmmm. Let’s see.” I placed my hands on my hips.

He turned on the phone and set it on the table.

I waited for the song to come on.

Whitney Houston’s soft vocals filled the room as I Will Always Love You began.

I smiled. “Okay. We’re still friends. She’s the queen.”

The violins played over the piano’s soft and rhythmic melody.

He dramatically bowed. “Can I have this dance, princess?”

My smile deepened. “Yes.”

He pulled me in. I raised my arms and placed my hands on his shoulders. We moved to the tempo. Whitney hit each note with pure perfection. I’d forgotten how beautiful the song was. It had been forever since I heard it.

Wrapped in Kamal’s embrace definitely helped the beauty of each tone come out stronger. His scent comforted me. My body smoothed against his.

When the song went off, he didn’t let me go. Her next song You Give Good Love came on. My mother used to play it every weekend when she cleaned the house. Now, this moment with Kamal would forever replace those memories.

He moved away from me and I thought he was ending our dance during the song. And then he twirled me around.

I laughed.

“I’m an excellent dancer.” He twirled me again.

“Maybe.” I grinned.

“I am.” Humming the notes, he pulled me in and turned us around the candlelit living room. The next song came on—After We Make Love by Whitney Houston. And still, we danced, twisting and twirling, he even dipped me a few times, taking my breath away.

Somewhere in between her songs Didn’t We Almost Have It All and Worth It, the lights came on. Still, we danced—slowly. Our bodies gently rubbing against each other.

He licked his lips and then twirled me around. The playlist must’ve ended because no more songs played.

We paused in silence.

Instead of letting me go, he kept his hold on me. “I enjoyed that.”

“Me too. I had no idea you were a big Whitney Houston fan.”

“I’m actually not a huge one. I just wanted to play slow songs.”

“Why?”

“So, I can have an excuse to slow dance with you.”

My voice went low. “Very slick.”

“I thought so.” And then Kamal bent down and lightly brushed his lips against my cheek. “I’m really enjoying being stuck with you.”

Shivers skittered through me.

“My mother always says that everything happens for a reason, I wonder if we were supposed to be trapped together.” He brushed the other cheek with his lips. That simple touch triggered my arousal. “Your thoughts, Jade?”

My nipples stiffened. “That’s an interesting theory.”

He brushed his mouth against the curve of my neck. “I’m about to do something that I’ve been wanting to do all night.”

Trembling under his hold, I parted my lips.

“If you don’t like it, tell me to stop.”

“Please.”

And then he kissed me. His mouth against mine. His wet tongue dipping and lovingly tasting. Minutes passed. Maybe even more, I had no idea. I just knew that I didn’t want the kiss to stop. As if he heard my thoughts, he deepened the kiss, almost dipping me over in the process.

Thank God, he held me tight or I might have fallen on the floor.

A dark groan left him.

And I drowned in Kamal—his masculine scent, that insistent mouth, and muscular embrace. My body hungry and ready for whatever could be in store. Yielding even. To him. To us. To hot wet bodies sliding between the sheets.

My pussy went wet with desire.

Never had I been kissed in such a way. I clung to him, as my world blurred to nothingness. Only we existed. And it felt so good.

Fast, he yanked my pants down and I didn’t stop him. They fell to the floor. I stepped out of them and returned to his embrace and those soft lips.

Groaning, he grabbed my ass and then lifted me. I wrapped my legs around his hips, holding on to his hard body.I ground my pussy into him, not thinking about anything else. Wishing he’d snatched my panties off too.

Loud knocking sounded.

What?

He didn’t stop kissing me.

Who cares?

The knocking continued.

Shit. What the hell?

I pulled away from his mouth. “That’s the door.”

He scowled. “Who the fuck is that?”

“I have no idea. The lights are back on. Would it be the power company or something? Maybe the building’s super is making sure everything is okay?”

More knocking came.

“Whoever it is they need to go.” He lowered and released me.

I glanced down at his jeans. His cock pressed the denim forward—hard and ready to be released. I reached for my pants and picked them.



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