Page 49 of Between the Sheets


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“Trust me. I definitely understand.”

The waiter returns with Jasmine’s drink, and sets it down in front of her.

“So let me ask you this,” she continues when he walks off. “I know you’ve said many times how well MarSell satisfies you sexually. Then if that were so, why would you need, or even want, to sleep with another man?”

I smile, sliding my bang over forehead, tucking the curled end behind my ear. “It’s not that I need to sleep with other men. But I enjoy it because it adds excitement. There’s not much MarSell and I wouldn’t do to please the other. We both do a wonderful job at satisfying each other. But we’re also always looking at ways to fulfill each other’s fantasies. So if having someone else share our bed is a part of said fantasy, then we do what we can to make it happen. In the end, we are both pleasured and well-satisfied.”

I swallow back the rest of my drink, slowly starting to feel the effects of the Absolut and Cointreau. “Wait. Why are we having this discussion, anyway? Is there something going on with you and Stevie that you wish to talk about?”

She shifts in her seat. Takes two gulps of her drink. Then tells me she thought she was going to have to cut up his clothes and claw out his eyes a few months ago when he started acting distant, not wanting to sex her down as much.

“Girl, I’m embarrassed to say this, but I literally worked myself up thinking Stevie was fucking his secretary, or one of his paralegals. You should have seen me doing drop-ins two and three times a week at random times trying to catch the bitch with her panties wrapped around her ankles. I even cornered her ass and told her I had my eyes on her.”

I gasp. “Girl, no.”

She hangs her head. “Girl, yes. I went there. Every ounce of class and charm school etiquette went out the window once my imagination went to the left. You know a horny, wet pussy will have you doing and thinking some crazy shit when it’s not being taken care of at home.”

All I can do is laugh at her nutty ass.

At nine o’clock, after three more rounds of cosmos, we’re finally ready to go and the check arrives. I pull out my AMEX to pay the tab, but Jasmine insists on paying the two hundred-dollar bill. I agree only if she allows me to pay for the tip. I reach in my wallet and pull out a hundred-dollar bill, handing it to her.

Once the bill is paid, we gather our things. “Girl, I needed this,” she says, pushing open the glass doors and stepping out into the cool night air.

I smile. “Likewise.” I wait with her outside of the restaurant while she hails a taxi, then give her a hug and kiss when one pulls up and stops for her. “Girl, it was good seeing you. Thanks for dinner.”

She hugs me back. “No, thank you for always being here for me. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

I smile. “That’s what sisters are for. I love you.”

“Ooh, and I love you more,” she says as she opens the cab door and slides in. I shut the door behind her, then wave as the driver pulls off.

Just as I’m making my way to my car, my cell rings. I maneuver the takeout bag in my hand, fishing out my phone down in my handbag. “Hello.”

“You good?”

I smile. “Always.”

“Cool. I got two hard dicks here waiting for you.”

I lick my lips. “I’m on my way.”

TWENTY

Marcel

Dick slaps my lips, hard and thick. And I try to keep from scowling. Real shit, yo. I have to catch myself from snapping on this muhfucka. I know it’s all a sex game. A role. But still. I’m not used to a muhfucka slapping my mouth up with his muthafuckin’ dick.

I look up at Bret, then quickly glance over at Marika, who’s on her knees alongside me—one hand diddling her clit, the other playing with her breasts. Her glossy lips curl upward. Anticipation and lust sparkle in her eyes. She’s finally getting her wish.

To have me sucking another muhfucka’s dick with her.

“C’mon, man, suck this dick,” Bret says, pressing the head of his dick to my closed mouth.

I breathe deeply and exhale slowly, trying to get my mind right. Sucking my own shit is one thing, but having my lips wrapped around another muhfucka’s dick is taking shit to a whole other level.

And, yeah, it was my idea for Bret to come through when he hit me up earlier and said he was in the city for a few days. Hell, after tossing back a few shots of Rémy white, my hormones were wide open and I wanted to get my freak on. And I already knew Marika was down for the get down since she’d already mentioned earlier this morning that she’d love to rock with him again. So when I hit her up and told her I had two hard dicks here for her, she knew what time it was.

So here he is.

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