Page 77 of Between the Sheets


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???” I get up from the system and walk over into the lounge area.

“Thinking about you,” Marika says all low ‘n’ sexy.

I grin. “Oh, word? I’ve been thinking about you, too. How was the Empowerment luncheon?”

“It was great. The whole day has been very inspiring and encouraging. It’s nice to see so many women from all ages and walks of life coming together.”

I smile, nodding my head. “Word. That’s wassup, baby. I wish I could be there with you.”

“I wish you were here, too. I do understand, though. Duty calls. But you’re here in mind and spirit.”

“No doubt. And I’ma be deep in that body soon as you bring ya sexy ass home.”

“Oooh, I love the sound of that. Promise?”

“Oh, it’s most def a promise,” I say low and deep. “You already know. So whatchu gettin’ into the rest of the night?”

“They’re having a private reception party here in one of the ballrooms. Then I might head to the lounge for a nightcap before turning in.”

“Oh, aiight. No slot machines?”

“Already played.”

I chuckle knowingly. Marika digs playing the penny machines. That’s all she’ll fuck with. She’ll take a grand and sit all night playing three machines in a row until one of them hits. Then she’ll cash out and spin off. But me? I’ma run them tables. I’ll drop ten grand—my max, and play them shits to win.

“I won sixteen hundred,” she says coolly.

“That’s what’s up, baby.” I laugh. “Now you can take ya man out to lunch.”

“It’ll be my pleasure.” She wants to know where I am. I tell her at the studio with Carlos. “Oh, tell that fine man I said hello. I can’t wait to hear the new album.”

“Yeah, it’s gonna be a real panty soaker, for sure.”

“Ooh, I bet. I’m really glad you signed him.”

“No doubt. Me too. But enough about that. You miss me, baby?”

“Always,” she says softly.

“Yeah, that’s what I’m talkin’ about.”

“You miss me?”

I smirk. “Yeah, what you think? You didn’t give me any pussy this morning. Left up outta the crib mad early leaving my dick all dry ‘n’ shit.”

She laughs. “I gave you some last night?”

“Yeah, aiight. What that got to do with this morning, huh? See. You stay on that BS. You know this dick needs its morning dose of that wet-wet.”

She laughs. “Horny man, you. Is that all you ever think about?”

I grin. “Nah, I think about that wet throat, and that phat, juicy ass. But you already know how much I love that wet, tight pussy.”

She moans. “Yeah, I do. But let me hear it again, anyway.”

“I miss that sweet, wet pussy, baby.”

“Mmmm. And what are you going to do with it?”

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