January 29th, 2004

There was no denying it. Their relationship was heating up. Bosco was surprised he hadn't thrown Sasha down and had sex with her yet. He couldn't. She deserved a whole lot more than that.

"Can I talk to you?" Sasha asked as she closed her locker door.
"I think you already are." Bosco chuckled. She frowned. "Go ahead."

"I know you hate when women talk about relationships." She said.

"You're right. I do." Bosco said suddenly feeling uncomfortable.

"And that's fine." Sasha said, "But I can't do this anymore."

"Do what?" Bosco asked.

"Act like I don't want to have sex with you because...Bosco, you're killing me here." She said. A small smirk came across his face.

"You want to have sex with me?" He asked. Sasha crossed her arms.

"Don't play with me, Bosco." She said. Bosco put his hands on her hips.

"The reason why I haven't jumped you yet like everyone else I've been with is because you deserve more." Bosco said, "I don't know where this is going, but I don't want to fuck it up."

"I don't want you to fuck it up either." Sasha laughed as Ty came in. Bosco jumped as far away from Sasha as he could get. Ty glanced at the two of them.
"Ah...Swersky wants the two of you to join roll call." He said. Sasha smiled and walked past Ty.

"Blame Bosco." She said going into the room. Ty looked at Bosco.

"What....Is something going on I should know about?" He asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Bosco said.

"You were touching Sasha." Ty said.
"I can't touch my partner?" Bosco asked stepping out into the hallway.

"Is something going on between the two of you?" Ty asked him. Bosco chuckled.

"Between me and Monroe?" He smiled, "No. We couldn't do anything even if we wanted to."

"Yeah. I know." Ty said, "I know this is a stretch for you, but play it smart, Bosco. Don't fuck up your career." Bosco frowned deeply. How could seeing Sasha fuck up his career? Davis was just jealous.

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Sasha was pacing back and forth in her apartment. Monique and Deon were both gone for the night. It was rare she could get time alone. Tonight wouldn't be one of those nights. Bosco was coming over. A knock came upon the door.
"If that's Bosco, you may come in." Sasha said glancing in the mirror, "If it's not go away." Bosco chuckled as he walked in.
"Glad you're not turning tricks in here." He said.

"Maybe I am. Maybe I'm not." Sasha smiled, "Have you got a twenty?"

"Yeah." he pulled it out of his pocket, "What can I get for twenty?"

"Your wildest fantasy." Sasha batted her eyelashes. Bosco slid his twenty into her cleavage. She laughed softly, "The quickest twenty I've ever made."

"Thank you for inviting me over, Sasha." He told her seriously.

"I thought it was time." She said, "And thank you for being a gentleman, Bosco." Bosco chuckled softly.

"Gentleman and Bosco in the same sentence I never thought that would happen.' he said.

"Frankly, me either." She winked playfully. "Want a glass of wine?" Bosco nodded.

"Sounds great." he said sitting on the couch. Sasha walked into the kitchen. Why was Bosco so nervous? He's had sex before. This was going to be different. he could already tell.

"Here you go." Sasha walked back in and handed him a glass of wine. She sat down next to him.

"Thanks." He muttered taking a sip. Sasha looked at him.

"Bos-...Okay, That's feel weird." She said.

"What?" he asked.

"Calling my boyfriend by his last name." Sasha chuckled, "Do you want me to call you Bosco or Maurice?"

"No way." Bosco hated it when people called him Maurice except his mother, "Moe."

"Moe...." She chuckled, "I might be able to do that." Bosco slid his arm around her shoulders.
"Only my mother can call me Maurice." Bosco said.

"You're such a mama's boy." Sasha said. Bosco chuckled.

"I am not." he told her but he knew it was true.
"I think it's cute as long as I don't have to compete with her." Sasha looked at him.
"Trust me. You don't." He said leaning over to kiss her. Sasha smiled as she kissed him softly. She had heard a lot of things about Bosco at the house. She had seen a lot of those bad things in action, but what the house didn't know was how sweet he could be. She heard him put the wineglass down. She was glad. She wanted his hands on her. On boy were they ever!

"Moe..." She muttered with a slight giggle. Bosco smiled against her lips.
"It'll take time." He whispered as he began to kiss her neck. His hands went around her waist and he pulled her onto his lap. They needed to be closer. Sasha could feel his growing erection beneath her. She groaned softly.

She needed him. There was no denying it. Bosco's hands went up her shirt and gently pulled it off. Bosco stared at her chest and how it rose with every gasp of air she took in.

"Moe, why don't I show you to the bedroom?" Sasha asked as she slid off of his lap. Bosco nodded and stood up. He grunted slightly. His pants were almost too tight to walk. Sasha took his hand. This was actually happening. Bosco wasn't complaining though.

The two of them walked into the bedroom. Sasha's knees felt so weak as she felt Bosco's hands went around her waist pulling her to the mattress. He looked up at her with a smile. She looked so beautiful.

"Are you sure that you want this?" He asked.

"God yes." She said as Bosco began to pull her pants down. Her entire body shivered.
"Good. I don't think I could stop." he said kissing her thigh. Sasha purred as she wiggled on the bed. Bosco had the most magical touch. She had never experienced such a rush.

Soon, Bosco slid his naked body against hers. Her legs wrapped around his waist as the two of them entered the wonderful realm of bliss. Neither of them had ever experienced such a wonderful night of love making. It was what the two of them needed.

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