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“For what?”

“All of this. This big deal made for nothing. His mother sitting in the courtroom day after day, supporting him and avoiding eye contact with me. I took her ass in when the sheriff put her things on the street. Mya wouldn’t give the statement of having been in theRed CarpetInnwith me that morning. She watched me pack. That heffa is evil personified, and for what?” We would never know. Lennox still had her blocked. “Having to put Lisa and Nisha through this. Hiding my belly from the world. It’s all embarrassing.” She peered up to me. “We should be celebrating the album’s success, not visiting North Carolina to finalize my divorce.” Lennox rolled her eyes.

I exhaled, still rubbing on her. “Just think of the good days that are coming.Shit. You can think of old, great days.”

“Like your birthday?” She grinned devilishly.

I scoffed, nodding. “My birthday. The event that likely got us this.” I quickened my caress of her belly.

“Yup. That day. One of the best.” Then her smile faltered. “I just…” She rubbed those soft lips together. “I’m ready to get out of here.”

I glanced down to check myRichard Millefor the time. “We’ve got a few hours before our flight out. Come on. We can grab a bite at a restaurant near or at the airport.” That was one thing I had to learn about Lennox’s pregnancy: I had to keep her fed. It improved her mood.

“Wait,” She exhaled. “I’ve got to see Scott. I told Terry I’d be there by two.”

I reached for her hand. “Let’s go.”

Without a second of hesitation, she took my hand, and allowed me to lead her on.

Epilogue

Tobias’ birthday, seven months before…

***

I turned away from the bathroom mirror and faced the door.

Whew!

Okay…

I smoothed down my thighs, being sure I didn’t apply too muchGrayson’s Skincareseduction oil. My nipples were exposed in the nude, sheer bra as my breasts nearly spilled out. And my belly. I was full, having eaten a delicious steak and lobster dish downstairs atThe Jux Supper Club. The ambiance loosened my anxiousness about the facility’s reputation. It was a…regular—high-end albeit—restaurant in New York City. The ambiance made you forget about the sensual dungeons above on the higher floors. And the spirits were definitely top tier. The vintageMauveI had tickled the beds of my feet, revving me up for what was to come after dinner.

Dessert.

Dessert as in me.

It was the night of Tobias’ thirtieth birthday. Figuring out what to gift the man who seemingly had it all and could afford more was a difficult feat. That was until one day, while performing my required hours for my nail license, it dawned on me. Three of Tobias’ favorite things in this world were Elia, sex, and me. I allowed him time to spend the morning with Elia. She “treated” Tobias and his grandmother to breakfast. I’d given him his gifts before we left his home for the night. Now was his adult time with me.

I incorporated his second and third favorite things. Sex with me atThe Jux Supper Club. Tobias still had a membership, though inactive for the past year or so as he patiently waited for me to finally take the reins of my life. Secretly, I’d held on to guilt for that. Did I like the idea of him sleeping with other women? Hell no! But it wasn’t like he’d brag about it to me. Tobias didn’t kiss and tell. What he did was share his proclivities with me to the extent of belonging to this organization. I understood on the other side of that were women who shared in the lifestyle as well. Women, who I was sure were attracted to my teddy bear. He was disturbingly handsome, worldly articulate, innately caring, extensively traveled, considerably wealthy, and indisputably well-endowed.

Of course, I’d open my mind to his kink. I guessed another trait Jade and I had in common was our jealousy when it came to other women. Having Elia around and now, being out openly with Tobias, dating, I’d grown possessive. Fully aware of this, I purposely did not touch Tobias when Elia was with us. He tended to show signs of physical affection in front of his daughter, which was fine by me. But I was cognizant about my conduct when with the two of them, and refused to taint my reputation in Elia’s eyes. I wanted to be liked and accepted by her, too.

I let out another long, nervous breath. On the other side of that door were props, toys, and apparatuses that could intimidate a vanilla woman like me. Also out there was a gentle giant, who would likely transform into a frightening sex-god. My eyes squeezed, crushing my lashes. I wanted to please him so bad, and prayed I didn’t screw this up.

One last breath expelled before I opened the door. I toed out onto the heated wooden floor, a contrast to the marble in the bathroom. Soft notes of jazz tunes flowed in the air, easing the tension in my shoulders a bit. I located him across the massive “lab” of a suite, peering up from his phone. The tight grooves of his back outlined his virility. But when he turned around to face me, the sight of his leather pants loosely hanging on his structured hips caused my breasts to feel heavier and nipples to tingle. That piece of his lower abdomen beneath his exposed belly button, where his pubic bed lay, entranced me. I involuntarily swallowed my primal reaction to him. He’d shaved. Of course, Tobias did. He knew we’d be at the club tonight. Was that something he did when playing here?

He sauntered over, a hunger in those thick-lidded eyes burning me. My lungs jumped, and simple breathing got ahead of me. His eyes roved around my breasts down to my belly button, and finally landed on the matching, nude, sheer panties. I’d gotten waxed for this occasion, just as I’d done last October for homecoming.

“You look amazing,” he droned, impressed.

Stretching the tension in my neck, I blurted, “You do, too.”

Tobias chuckled quietly, low eyes on my body before circling me for a full view.

“Are we really doing this?” There was a muted confidence in his delivery, a know-how he carried. I nodded with little conviction. “Good. I’m not going to scare or scar you tonight. I’ll save that for another visit. I do, though, look forward to bruising you a little.” Then a blow cracked my one cheek for emphasis. Tobias was in front of me again, gazing hungrily down on me like prey. “I’ll allow you to look freely tonight, but moving forward, no eye contact until I give you permission. Understood?”

Sheesh!

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