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Porsha
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
I wanna see you tonight,” Emerson says softly into the phone. There’s tenderness in his tone that warms me. I really think I’m falling for this man. He makes me feel alive, and wanted, and desired.
I smile. “I wanna see you, too.”
“Why you smiling?” he asks as if he can see through the phone, catching me by surprise.
“How you know I’m smiling?”
“I can feel it,” he says, laughing.
“Yeah, right,” I say, sucking my teeth.
“Oh, you weren’t smiling?”
“I didn’t say that.”
“Aiight, then. So why you smiling?”
“The same reason you are,” I shoot back, getting up and shutting my bedroom door. The fact that I still haven’t said anything to Persia and Paris makes showing my excitement a little difficult. I want so badly to share this with them. Knowing Paris, she’ll be happy for me. Persia is a whole other story. She’ll try to talk me out of it. Plant shit in my head that will have me second-guessing my decision to give him, us, a chance.
After that night with Damon, I’ve decided I’m done. Decided that the only dick I want to be sucking and fucking is Emerson’s. After I sucked Damon’s dick and fed him his nut that coated my tongue, Emerson’s face kept flashing in my head. And I felt guilty. Felt sick to my stomach. So I quietly slipped out of the room. I went into the other room and watched him eat Paris’s pussy, watched Persia flog him, then him flog he
r. I couldn’t stand watching him as he whipped her titties and pussy like that; couldn’t stand watching her enjoying it. I turned off the monitor, then I hopped in the shower and scrubbed my body until my skin felt raw. I’m done sharing men with my sisters—for now, at least. If things with Emerson don’t work out, then maybe I’ll pick back up where we left off—the three of us turning men out, together.
“Good answer,” he says. “I wake up with a smile on my face every morning. And go to sleep with one every night, thinking about you. You’ve gotten all up in my heart.”
I smile. “Awww, that’s so sweet, Em. I feel the same about you.”
“That’s what I wanna hear. So, have you given any thought about what I asked you?”
“About what?”
“Going away with me.” I tell him I have. “And?”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
“Aaaah, shit. That’s what I’m talking about, baby. You’ve made my day even better.”
“Well, hold on. I can’t go anywhere until the end of the summer. This month is really busy for me with work, and I have the Sade concert on the twenty-fifth. I won’t miss that for anything. Then I have a lot of things going on in July and August.”
“Damn, it’s like that. Well, luckily I was able to swap my dates for the last weekend in December. But, um, you’d put Sade before me?”
“Sorry, but yes, I would. She only comes out every ten years, and there’s no way in hell I’m going to wait another decade to see her live and direct.”
He laughs. “Damn, wish I was going with you.”
“There’ll be other concerts,” I tell him.
“And you know it. So when we gonna make this official, you and me? I’m ready to have you on my arm as my woman.”
“I think I’m ready, too, Em.”
“You think?”
“I know I am, but I have to wait until the right time. I want to tell my sisters in my own way. I’m going to tell Paris, first, instead of telling them together. She’ll be genuinely happy for me, for us. Persia will take some work.”
