"Sorry Oscar, I choose Latrelle." Y/n said to Oscar.
Oscar averted his eyes and held his head down as Y/n walked away in Latrelle's arms. You yearned for Oscar, but Latrelle had your heart in his hands. He's never mistreated Y/n or her heart, and that's what drew Y/n to him. Y/n and Latrelle made it to Latrelle's room.
He sat down on his bed and took your heels off for you. He was always worrying about if you were comfortable. Y/n's feet felt better now that she was barefoot. Latrelle looked up at you into your eyes and held your waist, as you stroked his face and admired his features.
"Mamas, I'm hurt that you were with somebody other than me. Was I not enough for you?" Latrelle asked.
"You are enough for me, I just tend to grow feelings for more than one person. I can't control it either, it happens naturally. Besides, you've been very good to me. You make sure I'm okay all the time, and you treat me like a queen. And for that you have my heart." Y/n said as she smiled at him.
"Imma always treat you like the queen you are baby girl. The last thing I would do is break your heart, its not in my blood to do such a thing. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I did. Even after you told me how you truly felt, I'm still hurting. There's a burning sensation in my heart, and it stings." Latrelle said as he squeezed your waist and a single tear slipped from his eye.
You quickly wiped the tear off of his cheek and straddled him.
"I can make the pain go away babe." Y/n said as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
"How you gon do tha-" Latrelle gets cut off since Y/n kissed his lips. This soon turned into a make out session.
He lowered his hands to your butt and gently squeezed it. You moaned during the kiss Latrelle fell back onto the bed. He pulled your straps down and unzipped your dress, letting it fall to the floor. He then unhooked your bra and took your thong off with his teeth.
You broke the kiss and Latrelle raised his arms in the air, allowing you to take his shirt off and toss it behind you. Y/n unbuckled Latrelle's pants and threw them onto the floor, as well as his boxers. He grips your thighs as you ride him.
His groans and your moans mixed together as you made sweet love to Latrelle. Y/n felt his length in her stomach and it hurt, but it felt good. You left hickeys on his neck. He held you from behind as ya'll slept peacefully. Since that night, Latrelle never doubted your love for him again.
