Page 11 of Trading In A Broken Heart

“Don’t act like you’re brand new to the program.”

“I been staring at your sexy ass all night,” he said and licked his lips again. His hand reached out, and he caressed my chin. I whacked his hand away. Because don’t be touching me. The hell.

“You acting real brand new right now.”

“Nah. I’m sexually frustrated.”

Ben gripped his dick through his pants and said, “You know I can handle that for you.”

I should’ve been running in the opposite direction, but it’d been a while since I last had sex, and I needed someone to put me through the fucking mattress. Instead of dissing him like I knew I needed to, I said, “Fuck. Why not? C’mon.”

My car wasn’t parked far. Ben nodded and walked me over to it, and I hopped inside and pulled off.

He already knew where I lived, so I didn’t have to shoot him an address. I was gon’ go home, fuck him, and send him on about his way. No nigga stayed the night with me. I didn’t want the intimacy. Dick me down and get the fuck on.

Zayden fucked it up for every nigga that came behind him. My trust was stretched thin. I didn’t want to trust or love anyone. It was peaceful not being in no relationship. I wasn’t even sure if I was ever gon’ get in another one. I ain’t have to worry about nobody cheating on me or plotting against me.

By the time I pulled into the parking garage, I saw Ben’s car stop in front of the building. I drove up to my floor and parked in my designated space. Getting out, I entered the building and met Ben by the elevator. His hand touched my lower back as we waited for the elevator.

“You just don’t know how much I missed that pussy,” he whispered.

“How about you shut the fuck up and just show me,” I told him as I stepped onto the elevator.

We made it up to my apartment. The hallway was clear. No surprises sitting at my door. Thank God. I really had to figure out who was playing these games and put a stop to the shit.

Unlocking the door, I entered first and then Ben. I made sure to lock every single lock, once he was inside, and kicked my shoes off.

“I’m gonna freshen up a bit,” I made known. Since I’d been out all day, I wanted to have a clean pussy before he entered me.

“You know I don’t care about your shit having a lil tang.”

“Boy, bye.” I waved him off and entered my bedroom.

Unzipping my dress, I allowed it to drop to the floor, and then I tiptoed to the bathroom. Turning on the shower, I stepped into it and allowed the hot water to beat against my body.

Today whupped my ass. My body and mind were exhausted. I was glad that the wedding was finally over, because I needed a break. I loved what I did, but whenever it was someone close to me, it brought out a different side of me. I wanted to make sure every detail was perfect. Fucking up wasn’t an option. The pressure was awful, but I always got the shit done.

All Imani ever talked about was her wedding day. I wanted to make sure it was everything that she hoped for and more. To see the huge smile on her face and tears today let me know that I did my job.

Turning off the water, I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me. When I exited the bathroom, I found Ben lying across my bed in his boxers.

“I almost came in there for you,” he spoke, and I rolled my eyes.

This was probably a mistake.

It was too late to turn back now.

“C’mere.” He beckoned for me with his index finger.

What the hell.

I dropped my towel and headed straight over to him. The room was dimly lit by the soft glow of the lamp on the nightstand. I climbed onto the bed and lay back on the sheets. Ben hovered over me, his dark eyes filled with hunger.

He started slow. His hand slid up my thigh, his palm warm against my damp skin. His mouth leaned down toward mine, and I slipped my hand between us.

“No kissing,” I told him. He already knew that I didn’t kiss anyone. I felt like swapping salvia with another person was disgusting. Plus, in my eyes, I thought that was one of the quickest ways for someone to start falling for a person.

“You got them sexy ass lips and don’t ever want no one to feel ’em.” He shook his head. He leaned his frame into me. I felt every inch of his hard dick against my entrance. My pussy thumped, already knowing that we were in for one hell of a ride.