A test of Love by Navaura Campbell (ereader with android txt) 📕

to tell me what to do?"
"In occasions like this. Now, turn around please."

A sigh was heard as she saw him turn around. When his eyes connected with hers, she broke out into a smile He laughed while speaking into the phone, "You're such a tease." Denise saw broad shoulders make their way toward her. "I like being a tease."
His eyes sparkled as he walked the rest of the way across the room, "Really?"
"Yes, baby. I'm really good at that sort of thing."
Jordan laughed, "You want to go back to your place or should we go back to mine?"
Denise smiled seductively, her eyes never leaving his, "Mine's closer."
"Is it now?" He crossed the thresh hold between the glass door way and into the area where she stood. Pulling the phone away from his ear, he snapped it closed and grabbed her around the waist. Not a second later, he put his mouth over hers. Her arms went up to his face, grasping the beautiful frame into her hands. Kissing him back, she felt the sparks well up in her.

He kissed her hard, pushing his tongue into her open mouth. She moaned sweetly.
"Get it girl, get it." A voice called out. Startled, Denise pulled away from him and glanced over to the sound of the voice. A group of girls were sitting around a large tree that had been encased by bricks. A blush crept to her cheeks upon seeing the way the were staring at them. Grasping Jordan's hand, Denise led him away from their prying eyes. She'd forgotten all about everyone else. Sighing, she whispered, "Welcome back, baby."

They stopped in between her car and another car, parked in the back of the parking lot away from the building. He pushed himself up against her and kissed her again. This time her eyes fluttered closed and she forgot all about her purse. The feel of him against her seemed to set off everything within her. He kissed her so much, her lips were loosing calories from the contact. He ran his hands down her neck and down her blouse, pushing up against her chest with anxious fingers. After a moan escaped his mouth, and Denise thought her body would die with need, she grasped the front of his jacket. "Baby, let's go back to my room. Please?"

His fingers trailed along her body. When his fingers found the hem of her pants, he pushed them inside, "Do you know how much I've missed you, baby? Do you?" Denise's legs opened slightly as he ran his hands over the soft curls inside the slacks. Just as his hand touched the lips of her vagina, she pushed him away a little, mean while holding onto his shirt. "We can't do this in public." Jordan pulled his bottom lip into his mouth. "I guess. Let's take your car, we'll come back to get mine."
Denise shook her head, feeling irritated as he trailed his hands up her thighs and around to her bottom. "we have to go. We will get a fine if we do it here."
Jordan squeezed her butt, loving it's lusciousness, "But, you look so sexy. Why not?" His hands were squeezing her bottom and running over it. Denise inhaled sharply, "It's against school policies. We can even get in trouble for the little bit that we have done."
Jordan was no longer paying attention to her words, captivated by the beautiful curve of her lips. After a while, she realized he wasn't and pushed him away. "Come to my place, ok?"
"Where do you stay at?"
"Dormitory."
"Don't you have a room mate?"
"She's left on a camping trip with her friends this morning, so we got the whole room to ourselves."
"Isn't there a policy against bringing guys up there?"
Denise shrugged, "Who's gonna tell? No one's ever in the door around the same time." She grabbed his waist and pulled him to her. Touching his body with hers, she whispered, her mouth pouty, "I thought you wanted it as bad as I do?"
Jordan laughed and leaned in close to her. Running his tongue over her ear, he whispered, "From head to toe, Denise."
She grasped his neck, pulled him down to her and wrapped his mouth in a kiss, "Well then, stop whining and follow me now."
Jordan laughed and cleared his throat, "Crazy girl." She smiled up at him, "Yep. Now, let's go."
With that, she turned around to get her keys out of her bag. Jordan watched her while she did this, not saying a word. She had a very round butt. Bubblicious. This brought a smile on. Not able to resist, he reached out and smacked her on it. She jumped, loosing her focus and turned to him, "Get in your car, now."
She hissed.
Jordan laughed, raising both brows. She must have wanted it bad. He licked his lips, staring into dark brown eyes elecrified, "Damn." That look always made him weak in the knees.
"Stop playing and go!" She stated, her tone firm. Jordan shook his head, "Woman, woman, woman." His eyes were ablaze with fire as he stared into her flushed face and pushed lips. Sighing deeply, he turned around, walking to his car. He tried not to loose his focus but the feel of her butt in his hands was enough to drive him crazy with need. chapter Sixteen

Chapter Sixteen:

Later that evening, Denise and Jordan both lay wrapped up in her covers, their bodies laying flat on the surface of the bed. Jordan had his hands holding up the back of his head, while Denise had hers down at her sides, contemplating whether or not this day was a dream. Was he really here? Had he really just made love to her? Sighing, she stared off into space, her mind going over all these thoughts.

"Denise?" He inquired, thoughtful.
Swallowing her saliva, Denise whispered, "Yeah?"
"Did you miss me?"
"Are you really here?" She countered.
He gave a deep chuckle and turned over on his side, his face close to hers, his body brought into alignment with hers through this action. His hands went to her cheek. "Can you feel this?"
She giggled softly.
"How about this?" His lips touched below her cheeks, to her jaw. A smile spread across her features at the sweet tingles that rippled through her body.
"Or, if that's not good enough, maybe, this will convince you that I'm here." His mouth went to the corner of the right side of her mouth and planted a soft one there.
A sigh was given as she reached up and touched his face, her hands going over the smooth heart shaped flesh, including beautiful plushed lips. Dark green eyes stared at brown ones with ravish intent. Denise let out a soft giggle. Jordan's face leaned closer to hers until it hovered above her mouth, "So, what do you think, Denise? Am I here or am I not?"
As her mouth split into a wider grin, he placed a kiss on her nose. This caused her to sigh and allow her mouth to sink back into it's full state. When he saw that her mouth wouldn't move anymore, he leaned in and placed a deep kiss on her lips.

BANG! BANG!
Denise's eyes fluttered opened and she glanced over next to her. Jordan was laying on the left side of the bed, the sheet twisted around his great anatomy. Denise sighed and turned her face to the wall.
Bang! Bang! Two rapid sounds on the door, caused her heart to jump in her chest. Who was at the door? Sighing, she got up, slid into clothes and just as a third knock sounded, reached the door. Pulling it open, she stared into Neema's face, which was half covered by sunglasses. She wore a black colored pantsuit, blue shoes and a matching blue scarf around her neck. Denise took in the coach bag hanging over her shoulder.

"You ready to go?" She inquired.
"Ready to go where?" Denise stared at her, annoyed that she'd been awakened.
"You know to the party. I told you this is the beginning of school bash. Where they introduce the new pledges for the year, the skanks come out and who knows what else." Neema stated, laughter in her voice. Denise sighed, running her hands over her hair, "What ever, I'm going back to sleep, see you on Monday."
"Puhleeze girl, I drove all the way over here to pick your black ass up."
This made Denise laughed, "Don't you know that's a discriminatory remark?"
"Shut up, you know black folk be calling us crackers and what not. So why can't I say get yo black ass up and out. We're gonna go party!"
This made Denise giggle again, "I have company."
Neema took off her glasses and pushed them on top her dark hair. Dark eyeliner brought out the beautiful golden tone in her brown eyes. Denise knew that she wore no facial make up, for she didn't need it. Her flawless skin was a natural bronze color. "Dressed like that?"
Denise narrowed her eyes, "What?"
"The only way you going to have company with your head looking like that, is if you got a man in there and y’all just got through doing some business." She stated.
"Neema!" Denise hissed at her.
Neema narrowed her eyes, "What? Tell him to get his black ass up too."
Denise bit down on her bottom lip. Why did Neema have to assume he was black? As if answering the question himself, the door opened and Denise felt Jordan's body align with hers.
A smile coming over his features he said, "Sorry to burst your bubble sugah, but I'm not black." Neema took a step back and stared into a beautiful yet masculine face. His dark green eyes flashed with amusement.
"Damn, Denise, I thought you may have been doing homework or something. Here you doing something else. I see you like variety, huh?"
Denise felt her cheeks become heated. Jordan let out a deep rumble. "Hello, I'm Jordan Williams."
Neema held out her hand, liking the joviality in his laughter. "Neema Elizabeth. Nice to meet you."
Jordan nodded toward her, "You too, Neema."
Neema cleared her throat. "So, you guys gonna come to the party tonight?"
He glanced down at Denise, who stood there frozen in the door way. Glancing back up at Neema he sighed, "Yeah, we'll go to the party. Denise can do her homework over the weekend or something, you know?"
Neema laughed, "At least one of you know how to have fun."
Jordan laughed, "Yeah."
Neema cleared her throat, "See you guys later. Denise."
Denise, who'd finally recovered said, "Yep."
With that, Neema turned and left the building.

Clearing her throat, Carene made a phone call outside of the house. She punched in the number she'd remembered by heart since the first day he'd given it to her. When he answered, she sighed into the phone.
"Hello love." She greeted her voice cheerily.
The irritation was evident in his voice as he spoke into the receiver,