“Did you just text him?”
I looked at Maj and huffed. “Yeah.”
“Damn. You really feeling him, huh? He must’ve got that ass right!”
She laughed loudly as I rolled my eyes. He said I would want his ass again, and that muthafucka didn’t lie. I couldn’t focus on shit else. I crossed my legs and leaned back into the couch cushions, wishing I wouldn’t have said the shit I said. It was just, usually, in the business I was in, it was best not to commit to anybody while I was on my grind. That PBS head-ass nigga had fucked it up for everybody. When I saw that shit on Threads, I nearly lost my shit. People were comparing his head to the PBS logo.
That nigga had fucked over one of the most loved female rappers in the game. So ain’t none of our asses were exempt. I didn’t have time to be going through a fucking heartbreak while trying to really establish myself. I had goals to crush and records to set. Noah was ready to get me on the path to do that shit. I had a Zoom meeting with him tomorrow morning to schedule an in-person meeting.
When my phone vibrated, I hurriedly picked it up as Kimaji laughed. I shot her the finger and opened our thread.
I thought you didn’t want attachments. You hittin’ me up already?
I huffed loudly and sent him the middle finger emoji. Standing from the couch, I made my way to the kitchen to get a Twisted Tea from the fridge. I heard my phone vibrate again on the coffee table as I made my way back with my drink and one for Maj too. He’d sent another text.
As soon as our schedules sync up again, you can do that. I’m about to go out of town.
I rolled my eyes. There was no need to respond to his message. He was so fucking cocky, but that shit turned me on tremendously. Before I could put my phone down, a picture message came through. My mouth damn near watered when I saw his platinum grill and his tongue hanging out. He was torturing me.
“Girl, you good? You look like you either want to cry or cum.”
I shot her the finger then stood from my seat on wobbly legs. This nigga had me about to cum on my damn self simply from a picture. I made my way to my bedroom and took a selfie, showing cleavage and sent it back.
He replied immediately.Girl, you makin’ me wanna turn around and cum tighten you up.
My legs trembled, and my head dropped back. I had to grip my pussy, trying to keep her from blowing the fuck up. That onlyheightened the sensations. I flooded my fucking panties. Quickly opening my eyes, I aimed the camera and took a picture of the shit he was doing to me. After I sent it to him, he called.
“H-hello?”
“Girl, what the fuck you doing?”
“Oh fuuuuck,” I said softly.
At the sound of his voice, I squirted. “You fucking me up, Graham. Shiiiiiit! I came on myself.”
He was quiet for a moment. “SOLA, I don’t have a lot of time.”
Why in the fuck was he calling me SOLA?I could hear the pettiness in his playful tone. “I don’t give a fuck. Come give me that big ass dick, Graham.”
“Big mama can’t wait ’til I get back, huh? Send me your address. I hope you on the north side.”
“I . . . am. Hurry.”
I ended the call and sent my address. This shit was crazy. I couldn’t be getting attached to his dick. He was petty as hell. The way he said he didn’t have a lot of time was him saying that shit like I did the other day. He was headed out of town, but he wasn’t on a flight. I wondered if he was really pressed for time or if he just said that to fuck with me.
There was a soft knock at the door, and Kimaji said, “I’m finna head out. Yo’ horny ass is done with my presence anyway. Just remember, that’s my brother, bitch, whether he wants to accept that shit or not. Don’t be fucking with him.”
“Bye, bitch.”
I had the feeling that this shit would be the other way around. He was going to fuck withme.No attachments, Arlie!I huffed loudly, then stood to clean up. My fucking clothes were soaked. I couldn’t believe his ass was having this effect on me. My body was responding to him in ways that were unnatural. It had mebeggingfor his dick.What the fuck?
After I showered, I moisturized my skin and rubbed baby oil on my ass and legs. I didn’t use an overabundance of it like they did in the pornos or at a fucking freak-off but enough to grab his undivided attention. I grabbed a silk robe just as the doorbell rang. Kimaji must have left the gate open.Ugh!She always forgot to close the gate. She was gon’ get me killed one day.
I went to the door and checked the ring camera. It was definitely Graham’s sexy ass. I opened the door, and his presence nearly had my knees buckling. He was iced the fuck out. He had big ass diamonds in his ears, three platinum chains, his initials GT hanging from one, a diamond and platinum bracelet and a couple of rings.Jesus.His black and gold button-down Gucci shirt was open to mid-chest, and his black slacks were tight enough for me to see his erection telling me to taste him.
He smiled as I stepped aside to let him enter, and that platinum grill sparkled at me. Swallowing hard, I closed and locked the door behind him. I turned to him to see him biting his bottom lip, then untied my robe, allowing it to fall open. He scanned my body from head to toe as I walked past him, leading him to my bedroom. My phone was vibrating on my dresser, and I saw it was my dad. I would call his ass back.
When I turned around, Graham grabbed me by the neck and pulled me to him, kissing the fuck out of me. My knees literally gave out on me, nearly dropping me to the floor. He quickly wrapped an arm around my waist. I expected to see a smirk on his lips, but there wasn’t one. He was serious as fuck. He lifted me, and I wrapped my legs around him as he brought me to the bed. He set me on it, then took off his shirt and his pants.
