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“Oh, no doubt,” I tell her.
“Good. So do you know what you want to eat?”
“Nah, what do you suggest?” She recommends the lobster and spinach raviolinis in a cream sauce. What the fuck?! I frown, shakin’ my head. She chuckles, then suggests I try one of the pork, chicken or fish dishes.
“I gotta use the bathroom,” I say, gettin’ up, “You order for me; make it sumthin’ simple. No pork or beef, though.” She tells me she’ll order
me the halibut and seasoned vegetables. “Oh, aiight, cool.”
When I get to the bathroom, I do what I gotta do, then wash my hands. I glance at my watch and decide to hit mom dukes up real quick. I call her on the house phone, and she answers on the third ring.
“Glad you remembered my number,” she says sarcastically. “I wasn’t sure if you needed me to leave it for you or not.”
“Ma, go ’head wit’ that,” I say, chucklin’. “You my number one girl. You know I know how to get at you. Is e’erything aiight? You good?”
“Humph, that’s what you say. Actions speak louder than words, though. But to answer your question, I’m good. I’m just making sure you are.”
“Oh, no doubt. I’m chillin’,” I tell her while checkin’ myself out in the mirror. Although I usually keep my face smooth-shaven, I’m kinda diggin’ the five-o’-clock-shadow thing I got goin’ on. Damn, you’se a fine, chocolate muhfucka! Hell, yeah, I’m in love wit’ myself. Why the fuck shouldn’t I be? What, you think I’m ’posed to stand ’round wit’ my dick in my hand, waitin’ for someone else to love me? Yeah, right. Picture that shit! If I don’t love me, then how the hell can someone else? That’s the problem wit’ some of these dumb-ass muhfuckas and hoes out here. They always lookin’ and expectin’ love from someone else. Then they wonder why they end up in fucked-up situations, and don’t know howta get the fuck outta ’em.
“Well, when three or more days go by, and I don’t hear from you or see you, I start to worry.” I smile, knowin’ if I tell her not to worry it’s only gonna go in one ear and out the other ’cause that’s what she’s gonna do. I tell her I’ll try to call more, then let her know I’m outta town for a few days. “Humph, I shoulda known. Out whorin’, I’m sure.”
I laugh. “Actually, I’m workin’.”
“And I’m a three-legged, one-eyed fool.” I continue laughin’. We talk for a few more minutes before hangin’ up. As I’m walkin’ outta the bathroom, I’m so busy goin’ through my text messages that I’m not payin’ attention to where I’m goin’ and end up bumpin’ into someone, almost knockin’ ’em down.
“Oh, damn. My…” Our eyes lock and I almost pass the fuck out. “Oh, shit, baby. I must be in heaven. What are you doin’ out here?” It’s Kanika.
She smiles, seemin’ surprised to see me as well. “This is home for me. So what’s your excuse? This is a long way from Jersey. Oh, let me guess, a friend?”
I grin. Gotdamn, she is finer than a muhfucka! Her fuckin’ skin is glowin’. And her beautifully painted lips are sexy as hell. I feel my dick stirrin’ inside of my boxers. “Sumthin’ like that. So, dig, how long you gonna be out here?” She tells me she’s here for the L.A. Fashion Week events and will be here ’til the end of next week.
As bad as I wanna stand here and keep this thing goin’ wit’ her, I know I gotta get my ass back over to my table before Cherry puts out an APB on me. “Dig, baby, I gotta get back to my table. But how ’bout I hit you up tomorrow? Maybe we can meet up and you can show me L.A.”
She smirks. “And will you be bringing your friend along?”
“Nah, baby, I’ma be dolo.” She rolls her eyes. Tells me to call her, then excuses herself to go to the bathroom. I stare at her ass. Watch the way her hips sway, then head back to the table, tryna figure out how the hell I’m gonna ditch Cherry for a few hours so I can get at that Stone Mountain beauty. I don’t know how I’ma do it, but the one thing I am certain of: Come hell or high water, a muhfucka’s gonna make it do what it do. Believe that!
27
I wish she would take her ass out somewhere. That’s what I’m thinkin’ lyin’ here in bed. Man, listen, five days of bein’ confined and a muhfucka’s startin’ to get antsy. Cherry has been up underneath me, bouncin’ up and down on this dick practically e’ery damn three hours. Don’t get me wrong; keepin’ this cock coated is all good. But, damn…can a nigga get out and breathe a lil’, feel me? I know I told her I was gonna be all hers while I’m out here, but gotdamn! I need a fuckin’ break from her ass. Wakin’ up to the same broad for more than three days is not the norm for me, and I’m already startin’ to look at her ass some kinda way; ’specially after seein’ her droolin’ in her sleep. I gotta keep remindin’ myself that she’s cool peeps, and that the paper I’ma walk up outta here wit’ will be worth all the extras I’m puttin’ up wit’. See, if I had me a bag of Get-Right, I could roll a fat-ass blunt, take it to the head, then zone the fuck out. Then a muhfucka could handle her bein’ all up under me. She musta read my mind ’cause when she steps outta the bathroom dressed in a badass, cream-colored business suit and a pair of brown Gucci heels, I know it’s ’bout to be on and poppin’ today.
“Good morning, baby,” she says, standin’ in front of the full-length mirror, puttin’ in her five-carat diamond studs. She looks at me through the mirror. “I hate to leave you all by yourself, but I have to go out to Santa Monica to show some houses this mornin’, then I have a lunch meeting in Malibu this afternoon. I tried to get out of it, but—”
I sit up in bed, tryna keep from smilin’. But inside I’m screamin’, “Muthafuckin’ YES!” “Oh, it’s all good, babe,” I say, cuttin’ her off. “Get that paper. I understand.”
“I feel bad, though.” I get outta bed, walk up behind her, then kiss her on top of her weave-covered head, lettin’ her know there’s no need to feel any kinda way ’bout it. When she tells me she’s gonna leave me the keys to her convertible Jag, I press my bare dick up in her back. Decide to fuck her down real good, then send her on her merry way wit’ a smile on her face. I grind into her. “Unh-uh, don’t,” she says, tryna step outta my embrace, “start tryna get the kitty all cranked up. I don’t have time. I’m gonna have to fight traffic as it is, or I’ll end up being late. So you’re gonna have to wait until I get back.”
I grab her by the waist and pull her into me. At first she tries to resist. But I am persistent, so she doesn’t put up much of a fight for too long. “C’mon, baby, let me get a lil’ dose of that sweet ’n sticky. Five minutes, boo.” She rolls her eyes, knowin’ I’m lyin’ outta my black ass ’bout nuttin’ that quick. I grin, strokin’ my dick. She looks down at it as it starts to thicken. She licks her lips. I already know she gets wet just thinkin’ ’bout this dick up in her, so seein’ it got her juices bubblin’. “What you gonna do, baby? You gonna let this dick wait for you? Or are you gonna milk this nut up outta it real quick?”
She glimpses at her watch. “Damn you,” she says, pullin’ out her BlackBerry. She makes a call, tells whoever answered to push her first appointment back ’cause she’s gonna be an hour late. She disconnects, unbuttonin’ her jacket.
I stop her. “I got this,” I say, grabbin’ her by the hand. She sits down at the foot of the bed. I remove her jacket, then her blouse. I remove her bra and unleash her beautiful titties. She stands up, allows me to unfasten her skirt. It drops ’round her ankles and she steps outta it. I tell her to sit back down. Then kneel down in front of her, slip off her shoes, and caress the bottom of her feet. Damn, she got some pretty-ass feet, I think, kissin’ the balls of her feet, lickin’ them, then slippin’ her left big toe into my mouth. I slowly suck on it before pullin’ two more of her toes into my mouth. I slip my tongue in between her toes, then lick the bottom of her feet. She tosses her head back, and moans. I slide my hand up the inner part of her thigh, reach for her wet pussy, then slip two fingers in.
“Oh, yes, baby. See how wet you got my pussy?”
“Yeah, you ready for some dick, ain’t you?”
“Mmmm…oh, yes…”
