The feeling is mutual.
“Girl, I amnotmoving to L.A.”
“What’s stopping you?” she challenged.
“All my people are here! I’m not leaving my niece!” By that point we were packing up everything that wasn’t property of Kyle, Roy & Associates—and a few things that were—so we could get the fuck on.
“I give you three months,” she said with a sly smile on her face.
“Bitch, I just got you a bag, and now you doubting me?”
A knock at the door served as a much needed end to that conversation as Solei and Reagan came in to do the quickest exit interview in history. They assured us that our contracts and details of our severance payouts would be sent to us as soon as possible and we got the fuck outta there.
Knowing that I only had a few more days until Chase left made me all too happy that I wouldn’t be working for the foreseeable future. My ass grinned like a damn fool the whole way home.
“Babe?” I called the minute I stepped foot in the door, frowning because he didn’t come to greet me like he usually did. I put my shoes on the shoe rack and hung my purse on the hook, all courtesy of Chase, because it drove him nuts for anything to be out of place, so we learned to compromise.
I quickly followed his voice to the living room where he was sitting on the couch in the middle of a phone call. I tried to quickly leave the room to give him his privacy, but he held his hand out to me, gesturing me back, and pulling me down onto his lap once he could reach me. He pulled me in for a quick kiss, butstill resisted when I tried to get up. I surrendered to his hold, relaxing against his body, then stealing a nasty kiss, full of tongue as he listened to someone ramble on the other end. That caused his eyes to lower, and his hands to slide down to my ass.
“Yeah, I hear you,” he mumbled as his lips trailed down to my neck, and I smiled to myself, feeling the bulge growing between his legs. “I completely understand.” Something in me switched, and I immediately rose to my feet, my panties hitting the floor before I quickly pulled my skirt up over my hips. I silently climbed on top of his lap and wrestled his dick out of his pants while he looked at me in shock and tried to continue his phone conversation like his dick wasn’t now fully hard in my hands.
I didn’t ask who he was talking to—I didn’t give a fuck if it was his mama or The Pope. I was riding the high of a massive win, and I wasn’t waiting on him to wrap up his call either, they had been yapping for too long. I needed to feel him.
“I-I… whew,” he exhaled as I slid down on him, letting him feel how wet I was for him and squeezing down for good measure. I rode him slowly as he played with one nipple with his hand, and made circles on the other with his tongue as he silently listened to the person on the other end. Every now and then he would give a yes or no answer, or an “mmhmm” as we both tried our best to break each other.
“I-I-I… I’ll get those over to you tomorrow morning. Yeah, we’ll be by to see it this evening, if possible. Anything else?” he asked, brows knitted together in agony. Whoever he was on the phone with started rambling off a list of things and he silently groaned in pleasure and frustration. I gripped his shoulders and added an extra roll to my movements, the fullness of his dick mixed with the friction on my clit giving me exactly what I needed. I was damn near at my peak already and the confirmation showed in the way I coated his dick with each rise of my hips. By the time he finally snapped that damn phone shut, he was sweating and trying his best not to combust.
“Baby, what the fuck you doin’? Shit.” His teeth grittedtogether and he hissed between every word, gripping my ass and waist.
“Somebody told me that unemployed pussy hit different… I rushed home to test it out on you,” I moaned, concentrating on flexing down on him each time I slid up on his dick.
“Amaya,” he choked out in something that sounded like a laugh and a groan. “You crazy as fuck… So how did it go?”
“Great. This pussy is unemployed, but also worth a few millie,” I said with my tongue out. He chuckled, raising up as he easily switched our positions without breaking the seal our bodies made. I ended up on my back on the couch with my knees by my ears as he kneeled in front of me, fucking me like he missed the pussy even though hejusthad it that morning.
“You love me?” he asked deviously.
“Mhm,” I said through tight lips. He really seemed to like this game, fucking me into agreement, and with the way he was putting it down, he could convince me of damn near anything.
“Use them words,” he scolded, picking up his pace just slightly.
“I l-love you!” I hollered as he tore my ass up.
“That’s my baby.” His eyes sparkled with mischief like he wasn’t making me lose another brain cell with each thrust. “Come back to L.A. with me.”
“Whaaat?” I asked, throwing my head back as he tilted his hips to concentrate right on my g-spot. “Ooh!”
Cheater!
“Come back home with me,” he said as earnestly as a man could say while still laying down demon dick.
“I—shit, can we talk about this later, please?” I asked. I couldn’t even see straight, and he was asking me questions that I couldn’t possibly answer with a sound mind.
“I wanna talk about it now,” he said with another thrust, and I was sure the dick hit the bottom of my ribcage that time.
“Chase, this is coercion,” I moaned, my nails lightly piercing the skin on his back as I gripped him tighter.
“I just want you to come… I love you too much to go back without you. You gon’ cum for me, baby?” His sneaky ass looked me right in my eyes with every word as my body ran hot, and I exploded.
