The beefy, blonde man frowned, looked over at Ramona and shrugged. "Yeah, sure man... whatever."
He turned to leave them alone, but Ramona grabbed onto his arm before he could take a step, while glaring at Darrien. "No, don't go. I have nothing to say to my brother."
Darrien nodded to the man, "Give us five minutes and then I'll take off."
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Ramona had noticed Darrien when he came in and her first instinct was to make a hasty getaway with her date. This was her first date since the incident in the parking lot, so after quick deliberation, she'd decided to stay and not let Darrien ruin her night. As far as she was concerned, she shouldn't have to miss out on a good time simply because Darrien was in attendance.
Deep down, even though she didn't want to admit it, she was hoping Darrien might have had second thoughts about ending their 'relationship' - if she could have even called it that. Deep down she hoped his seeing her with someone else would help him realize his error.
Seeing Darrien so insistent on speaking with her raised her hopes that maybe... possibly... Heaving a loud sigh and rolling her eyes for the benefit of her date, Chris - and to a lesser extent Darrien - she relented. "Alright, you have five minutes, Darrien."
A relieved smile crossed his face. "Good. Come on." Placing a hand at the small of her back he ushered her up the stairs to a small deserted bedroom and closed the door behind them, locking it.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she tapped her heeled shoe on the carpet, cocked her head to one side and eyed him. "So? What do you want, Darrien?" She tried to keep her expression as blank as possible, but her hopes were rising. Maybe...
"You haven't returned any of my calls or texts," he accused, stuffing his hands into the front pockets of his jeans and meeting her gaze.
"Why would I? I think you've made your stance on us perfectly clear," she replied with a smirk.
He remained silent a moment then closed the distance between them. Grasping her shoulders in his hands, he peered down at her. "I can't take you being with someone else, Ramona."
"Just so I'm clear, I can't be with you, but I can't be with anyone else either?" she cocked a brow at him. "Sorry Darrien, it doesn't work that way." She attempted to brush past him, but he blocked her path.
"No. I... I just..."
With a disappointed huff, Ramona pulled herself from his grasp and walked around him, hurrying to the door. How could I even get my hopes up that he'd change his mind, he's a stubborn, arrogant…
"I'm in love with you, Ramona. You can't be with him because you were meant to be with me!"
With her hand on the door handle, Ramona froze, hardly believing she'd heard what she did. She heard his footsteps and then felt his strong hands as they slid around her waist. His lips grazed her neck and she could feel the warmth of his breath, which sent a shiver through her. She closed her eyes and fell back against his hard body, allowing his warmth to engulf her.
"What are you saying exactly Darrien?" She whispered.
"I'm saying I want you Ramona, only you. Move into my place tomorrow. I'll go home with you and help you pack. I need to be with you."
Oh God! Turning her head she ghosted her lips over his. "I love you too," she whispered against them.
Pulling her tighter against his body, Darrien's lips claimed hers. As she sighed, his tongue slipped past her lips to explore her welcoming mouth. It felt so good, and so amazing to feel his arms around her again and to feel his lips caressing hers.
"Do you think buddy downstairs would miss you if you didn't go back down for a while?" Darrien asked, grabbing her hips and pressing his growing cock against her rear. His lips worked their way down the side of her neck, making her moan as her head fell back against his shoulder. He cupped her breasts, palming them and teasing her nipples through the thin spandex top of her dress, until they stood tight and erect under his fingers.
She considered Chris downstairs a moment. She didn't know him overly well, but she did know him well enough to feel confident that he wouldn't be missing her in the least. Chances were the moment she'd disappeared from the room, he would have already begun scouting the party for eligible ladies.
"I don't think he'll miss me," she replied, pushing her ass back against his now hard-as-granite cock. Damn it she had missed his beautiful cock, and her pussy was throbbing, begging for him to give it some long-awaited relief.
A low growl came from Darrien as he released her and turned to survey the room. It was a small bedroom, decorated all in pink with a Barbie comforter on the single bed and matching Barbie curtains at the windows.
Ramona noticed the massive collection of Barbies and other various dolls on the shelved wall and grimaced. Slipping an arm around him, she kissed his neck. "I don't know if I can do it in front of them." She nodded towards the dozens of plastic faces, their tiny eyes watching them accusingly. Darrien gave her a slight nudge, and Ramona allowed herself to be ushered over to the tiny bed. "This is so wrong, Darrien."