Lauryn let Tumo into her room without a word.
"Are you not talking to me?" Tumo asked Lauryn after he had set the food down on her side table.
Lauryn felt really shy and avoided eye-contact. In a voice just above a whisper, she said, "Its just... You left so suddenly yesterday I thought..." Lauryn cheeks flushed a bright red, and she felt embarrassed that she had thought the worst of him.
"Well, you left so quickly and I thought you just fucked me and left me." Lauryn said, looking at Tumo through her lowered eye lashes. She was finding it hard to face him and tell him off for leaving her like that the night before. Tumo, having heard how she had felt, immediately crossed the room to close the distance between them; he didn't want her to feel used and so he pushed Lauryn against the door. Tumo looked down at her and stroked her cheek with his calloused fingers. Lauryn was the picture of innocence, as if she hadn't taken his engorged length in her tight ass and as Tumo stroked her cheek she leaned into his touch, savouring his touch.
"Will you talk to me now?" Tumo asked as he caressed Lauryn's face.
Lauryn looked up at him and saw passion and lust and desire and couldn't contain herself.
"Let's talk with our bodies." Lauryn whispered as she went on her toes and brought her lips to Tumo's. If Lauryn ever needed re-assurance, she would have gotten it then because Tumo met her kiss with the same desperation she had given it. They stood there, against her door, Lauryn on her toes, Tumo leaning down, caught in the moment, tasting perfection. Tumo and Lauryn's kiss lasted for what seemed like eternity; she snaked her arms around his neck and his hands reached down to cup her firm ass. Tumo had admired Lauryn's behind from afar but to actually hold it in his hands felt better then ever imagined.