Page 37 of Mister Concierge


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“Oh wow, Tink,” he said before laughing softly. “Fucking incredible.” Even if I wanted to respond, I couldn’t. I had fluids coming out of me all over. My ass and pussy pulsed as they came while I squirted. “You’re cumming from every hole, huh? Show me how good you feel, Tink. I love it.”

I was sure I was about to black out or stop breathing altogether as my body almost gave out on me. Before I could crumble, Hosea gripped my waist.

“You need to use your safe word?”

My head shook. I wanted him to cum once more. Looking back at him, I reached between us and told him, “Cum in me one more time.”

Those must have been magical words for him before his strokes hardened and he gave me five more before he was doing just as I’d said.

“I don’t even want to pull out of you,” he confessed. “But I need to get you cleaned up. You’re going to crash soon.”

I couldn’t even argue with him about that. I was already about to fall asleep with my ass still in the air. He pulled out and chuckled when I whined from our disconnection. Hosea walked over to the small sink in the back corner and retrieved two towels. We’d made a huge mess. He asked if I wanted to use the soap Tyreek offered, and I did, only because it was a Dove baby soap for sensitive skin.

Once we were cleaned up, Hosea wiped the couch off and put a dry towel down, then we got comfortable on the opposite end.

“Are you sure your love language isn’t words of affirmation?” I asked as we lay against one another.

I didn’t hear his chuckle, but his body vibrated underneath me.

“It isn’t, but seeing and hearing that from you made my dick hard as hell. I couldn’t wait anymore.”

I wrapped my arms around him tighter. “I’m glad you didn’t. I loved having you inside of me. That wassogood, Hosea. So good.”

So good, my legs were still experiencing spasms.

He sighed. “I need to get you home for after care. Feed you, bathe you…”

“Can we sleep together tonight, too?”

“Yeah, we can do that.”

I wanted to go home, but I didn’t want to move. Didn’t want to ruin the moment. Didn’t want to unravel my body from his. Didn’t want to disconnect from the power my words, my feelings, had over him. Because his affected me the same way, too.

* * *

I had no earthly idea where Hosea was taking me, but I trusted him enough to follow his lead. After our night together, he told me he was going to have Ava take me off the schedule for the rest of the week. I was cool with that, and my excitement grew when Hosea asked me to pack for a road trip. We’d talked about our goals, motivations, and current conflicts. The only goal I had now was to continue working on my mental health, and Hosea was a huge part of that.

Thoughts of Ashley still plagued me, but not as much. I no longer had nightmares, and I didn’t feel as much guilt or survivor’s remorse. I was still sad about what happened and unsure of when I would return to Cali, but my spirit was telling me the robber would be found. Even if he wasn’t, I trusted God to shield and protect me, no matter where I ended up.

I couldn’t live my life in fear. That scripture Hosea read to me had become one that I recited every night. I had far too much life to live to die any time soon.

When I realized we were going to Chattanooga, I sat up straight in my seat. There was only one attraction that would have prompted Hosea to take me there – The Tennessee Aquarium. I loved animals of all kinds, and the zoo and aquarium were two of my favorite places to visit. My office at LASC had millions of elephant and turtle figurines that I’d purchased or had been gifted with time.

“Are we going where I think we’re going?” I asked before I got too excited, though I was confident that was our destination.

“We are.” He looked over at me with a playful smile. “Are you good with that?”

Unbuckling my seatbelt, I gave him a hug and kiss on the cheek, causing his smile to turn into a laugh. Returning fully to my seat, I took his hand into mine and kissed it.

“Thank you, baby. This is going to be so much fun.”

“Anything for you,” he said, and I was really starting to believe him when he said that.

* * *

Hosea hadn’t just stopped with the aquarium. After that, we went to San Diego to visit what was supposed to be one of the best zoos in America. It was okay, but nothing to really rave about. I was just happy to be with him. We ended up staying a few days and having a champagne brunch sea cruise, and I enjoyed that more than anything.

Sober Hosea was a hell of a lot of fun, but tipsy Hosea was on another level. He could drink heavy liquor to his heart’s contentment, but like a lot of men in the crew, wine and mimosas got him tipsy quicker. We ended up having the time of our lives on the beach after our cruise before going back to our condo for two rounds of nasty sex. In those moments, nothing else in the world mattered to me. Not Raven, not the stresses of Los Angeles, nothing.

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