I lied before turning my attention back to the screen to watch him dribble the ball as his shoes screeched down the glossy court. “Nope. But uh, I do know he’ll be in Miami the same time as me. So, who knows, maybe we’ll cross paths.”
“And then will you finally give up this cheesy ass vow of celibacy and let that nigga break yo’ back for old times’ sake?”
I snicked. “If it’ll make you happy, I’ll think about it.”
“Yes, it would make me ecstatic to know somebody done took the stick out your ass and put it in a better spot,” she joked.
We both let out roar after roar of laughter before they were drowned out by the sound of a very unhappy baby who was either hungry, wet, or a combination of the two.
Lauryn smacked her teeth. “But nah, Cass—I’m glad you’re taking the time you need to get right with yourself.”
“Thank you.”
“But let me go tend to the princess. You know I gotta jump when she say jump, or shit gets real around here.”
“Oh, you ain’t know Miss Bleu runs shit now?”
“She’s a serious boss baby and can’t walk or talk yet.”
“If she’s anything like you then you’re in for a crazy ride for the next eighteen years.”
“Pray for me, girl.”
I put my hands up. “I got you girl, black prayer hands and all,” I promised her.
“Bye, Cass.”
“Later, girl.”
I touched down in Miami Thursday evening and headed straight to my hotel room at the Fontainebleau in South Beach. I’d been to Miami a handful of times in the past and nothing compared to it. From thebreathtaking views of the ocean to the comfortable beds, it screamed luxury. After stepping out of the shower, I wrapped myself in the plush bathrobe and stepped out onto my private balcony and took in the beautiful view of the sun setting against the ocean’s horizon. My feet topped the railing as my hands naturally found themselves underneath my robe and roaming across my body like nomads.
With my eyes slammed shut, I slid one hand in between my thighs while the other massaged my breasts. The combination of the soft fabric and warm evening breeze felt soothing against my freshly washed skin and made my nipples get harder and harder. My mouth gaped open as I slowly rubbed my pussy in slow circles while imagining my fingers were Hendrix’s. Although my heart and body had gone on hiatus, they were both still in his possession. I craved his touch so much that I thought about him every time I made myself cum.
“Mmm shit,” I moaned as I pressed my fingertips against the hood of my clit.
Fully into the moment, I untied the robe and exposed my fully naked body underneath. I licked my fingertips and slipped two fingers inside me as I imagined his panty-dropping voice whispering all the dirty things he wanted to do to me.
“Fuck!” I squealed.
Cream gushed against my fingertips as I slid them in and out me. I spread my legs wide and hiked my leg back to get the most out of my private pussy play session. My eyes tore down to my glistening pussy as I continued strumming my fingers against my clit like a guitar.
“Oh shit! Oh shit! I’m cumming,” I moaned as I thrusted forward against my fingers.
My back arched out of the chair as I squeezed my thighs together to brace myself for a spine-tingling orgasm. After cumming, I left the robe hanging over the balcony railing and skated back inside to grab my vibrator and finish what my fingers had started.
The next morning, I found myself dressed and enjoying my morning coffee on the same cozy lounge chair I’d finger-fucked myself to the evening prior. With my mug in one hand and presentation notes in the other, I went over all my key talking points.
“Good morning and thank you all for joining today’s session. My name is Cassidy Stokes, and—fuck,” I mumbled when my phone rang.
I quickly glanced down at the screen to see my mother calling and answered the phone with aggravation in my greeting. “Hey.”
“Cassidy?”
Knowing we were on opposite sides of the country, I glanced down at my watch to check what time it was. “Mom, it’s like six o’clock in the morning over there. Why are you calling me so early?” I quizzed.
“There’s something I need to tell you.”
I rolled my eyes, knowing how dramatic she could be at times. “Can it wait? I’m kind of in the middle of trying to get in the right headspace. I’m in Miami giving a presentation at a conference in like an hour and a half.”
