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Satisfied, he smirked. “Now let’s see your work, baby.”
Earmuffs back on, she raised her 9mm and shot another six rounds into another fresh target—all six bullets in the head, between the eyes. She pulled her earmuffs off, then removed her glasses.
Coal whistled. “Damn, you good, baby. Where’d you learn to shoot like that?”
She smiled. “A lady never kisses and tells, my darling.”
His eyes went liquid as he stared at the beautiful set of lips of hers. He licked his own, stepping forward and pulling her into his hard body. “You ain’t gotta tell me nothing, baby, but this: Do you kiss?”
She looked up at him. She didn’t say no, so he lowered his head and leaned in for a kiss. She moved her head, and he ended up kissing the corner of her mouth instead. Damn, twice already he’d tried to get those lips and she’d denied him.
He groaned in disappointment. He could almost taste her. Fuck, he wanted to taste her sweet lips. Wanted to know what that hot, wet tongue felt like against his. Wanted to feel—
“You have not earned my kisses.”
• • •
Nairobia and Coal returned two hours later, with the two of them standing outside her building, with cars and people streaming by. “Yo, I dug chillin’ with you. Wasn’t exactly what I’d had in mind, but it was kinda fly.”
“I enjoyed myself as well,” she said, meaning it. She didn’t bother asking what he’d actually expected. She was only interested in what she was willing to give.
Her gaze trailed over his body—hotly. She was tempted to invite him in for an afternoon romp, but thought better of it. Instead, she pulled him into her and whispered against his cheek, “You take care, my darling.” She kissed him there and hugged him, feeling his body heat matching her own.
He grabbed her by the waist to keep her from stepping back.
“It’s still early, baby. I’d hoped to have you to myself the whole day. No driver. Just you and me.”
She shook her head. “Not today, my love.” She stepped out of his embrace, and he shoved his hands down in his pants, trying
to conceal the thick bulge in his pants.
He sighed. “Damn, so you really gonna send me on my way?”
“Yes.”
He shook his head, pressing the key fob to disarm his truck. “You sure?” He grinned, opening his door. “Going once, going twice…going once again…going twice again…”
Oh how tempted she was. Her body burned to know what his naked body felt like over hers. But her curiosity wasn’t strong enough to change the fact that she knew he’d come to her expecting for her to slide down on his cock, expecting to be pleasured by her, expecting her to be the good little whore. No, no. Nairobia whored on her own terms. She gave her sex to no one who expected it. Besides, he didn’t lick kut. Oh no. He could do nothing for her. She dare not ever give her good pussy to a selfish lover.
She waved him on. Then watched as he slid behind the wheel, started his engine, then shut the door. She walked off toward her building.
He rolled his window down. “Damn, baby. So when I’ma see you again?”
She glanced over her shoulder, and thought to say, “When you learn to pleasure a woman.” Instead, she settled on what he’d told her, “I’ll find you.”
The translation simple:
Don’t call me. I’ll call you.
THIRTY-SIX
Fierce and on fire, Nairobia stepped out of the elevator donned in a red corset and lace thong wearing a pair of six-inch pumps, holding a bullwhip in her right hand. She wasn’t sure what she planned on doing with the lash, but she knew she’d find a reason to make good use of it sometime before the night ended.
She sauntered through The Pleasure Zone’s first four levels, before making her way down and around the circular stairs. She looked up at the three cages hanging from the ceiling, and swallowed in the delicious sight of two women sixty-nining in the middle cage. The top one was a beautifully tanned blonde and the bottom one had rich ebony skin and a long tongue. The blonde’s ass was pulled open wide while her ebony lover slid her tongue in and out of her pink pussy, sweeping and seeking out her orgasm.
It was a splendid sight.
The cages on either side of the two orally obsessed women were lowered, the gates opened. Two naked, busty brunettes stepped inside the cage on the left with a six-foot-two, blond-haired Channing Tatum lookalike. Both women immediately dropped down to their knees and began laving his meaty cock and sucking his balls. Hands on hips, he threw his head back, his eyelids sweeping closed from the pleasure.
