“Two o'clock it is,” he responded eagerly, knowing he was in for a big payday.
I chuckled. It was crazy how fast money talked. When I was broke, I could never make a request like this. A muthafucka would’ve straight up laughed in my face.
“I knew you’d make it happen. See you at two.”
I ended the call with Saje heavy on my mind. The lengths I would go to for her were limitless. The same things I did at the beginning of our relationship were the same things I continued to do years later, and they only got better as time went on and our money got longer. Saje never had to ask for anything; I just did it. My job was to be the best man, husband, friend, pleaser, provider, and protector my wife needed.
My father and John were prime examples of great husbands. I had learned from two of the greatest.
Now that my gifts for Saje were set up, it was time for me to get dressed and head to her. I had been at my office since five this morning, going through paperwork, and all my work for the day was done. Good thing I had a closet and bathroom built inside my office, so leaving to get ready wasn’t necessary.
I would make it to the other side of town in time to pick up Saje’s new bracelet. By the time her roses were delivered, I would be at the studio where she was filming.
Seeing her smile would be a great ending to my day. And getting a quickie in before my trip to L.A. would be even better.
“So, you can come to my office and put that pussy on me, but I can’t come to your job and lay the pipe?” I stared at Saje with nothing but dirty thoughts running through my mind.
I hoped her eyes would travel down to my print, and she would be able to see what her presence alone was doing to me.
She playfully rolled her eyes at me. “Baby, there’s a difference.”
“Explain.”
“I work for someone. You own a network. A huge difference, my love. Matter of fact, while we’re on the subject, we should consider having our own soap opera. It would be good for the network. I can be the star and the brains behind it.”
I smoothed out my beard, thinking about what Saje said. It wasn’t a bad idea.
“Give me that pussy, and we can discuss it when I get back from my trip.”
She giggled and ran the tip of her fingernails over the roses.
A smile graced her face. “Fuckin’ with you, I’ll be out of a job.”
“Fuckin’ with me, you don’t ever have to work another day in your life. Fuckin’ with me, we’ll have our own gangsta soap opera. Some shit people ain’t never seen on daytime television.”
Now she was laughing. “Sometimes I think you forget that you’re out of the hood. Those days are long gone, my rich, fine ass husband.”
“Millionaire or not, the hood gon’ always be in my blood, baby.”
“Mhmm, that I know, especially with this hood ass dick you have here.” Saje moved closer and gripped my dick. “I can’t resist you…” She massaged me passionately, her eyes glued to mine. “I guess giving my husband some pussy won’t hurt nobody,” Saje murmured with a sexy smile.
Then, she stood on her tippy toes and glided her wet tongue across my lips.
I eyed the robe that covered her.Easy access.All it took was one unraveling of her robe belt, and her naked body would be in my possession. I flipped her around and swiftly lifted the fabric. Then I slapped her thick ass and admired the ripples caused from my touch.
She instantly backed up, teasing me.
I couldn’t free my member fast enough.
After freeing myself, I slid the head up and down her slit, refraining from splitting her cheeks and ramming inside her.
Saje was impatient, though. She reached behind with both hands and did the honor of spreading herself for me. My baby knew this shit drove me crazy. She knew it would make me stuff her pussy automatically. When I saw the opening of her pink hole, my dick stood at attention. That muthafucka was beautiful and gushy.
I needed to taste her. Eat her. Then fuck her.
While Saje thought she was getting dick, I lowered myself and positioned my face between her cheeks. She was still holding herself open. I clasped her clit between my lips, instantly causing her to release a throaty moan and arch her back.
I licked her from the roota to the toota, making sure not to let up. Saje’s sexual whimpers and the way she rotated her ass on my face made me flick my tongue faster. It felt like I was having a showdown with her pussy.
