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“I did. How about you?”
“Yeah.”
“What’s this about a trip you’re taking?” I asked as he loosened his tie.
“Oh yes, I wanted to talk to you about that. I’m leaving for New York in the morning. I’ll be there for a week.”
I didn’t respond right away as I took off my shoes. Darron was arguably one of the best attorneys handling mergers and acquisitions for big corporations. When we first met a little over a year ago, I wanted to study under him. I learned quickly that, though I was great at negotiations, I didn’t want to do it for that niche. Learning from him turned into dating him after three weeks, and we’d been together ever since.
“I thought you were going to come with me to have dinner with Daddy?” I confirmed softly.
My father had this thing where he wouldn’t meet a man I was dating unless we were together for a year, and it was leading to marriage. He especially didn’t want to meet Darron because he was fifteen years my senior and my dad swore Darron was using me for sex and arm candy. At thirty-five and fifty, I was sure we looked like daughter and son because of Darron’s salt and pepper hair, but he was so attractive I didn’t care.
Darron’s head shook as he walked over to me, unbuttoning his shirt. “Can we reschedule?”
“Darron, it was planned specifically so he could meet you.”
“And I understand that, but I can’t miss this opportunity, darling.” He gave me a quick kiss before heading to his closet to finish undressing.
I undressed, though I really didn’t want to spend the evening at his place. There was no doubt in my mind this quality time he mentioned would consist of him working while I rested in his bed. Still, I undressed and went to his closet to hang up my dress like I always did. His arms were wrapping around me immediately, but I was too frustrated to be aroused.
Dinner with Daddy meant a lot to me. We didn’t have the best relationship. It wasn’t the close bond my friends had with their fathers when I was growing up. Up until eighteen, he provided for me, took me to his home two weekends out of the month, and took holiday photos with me. Once I became a legal adult, he gave me access to a trust fund that I was still receiving money from and looked out for me professionally, but that was really the extent of our relationship. Maybe once a month we’d do family dinners together, but that was it.
He agreed to dinner this Sunday solely for the purpose of meeting Darron. If I let him know Darron wouldn’t be there, he’d cancel. Or, at least, tell me not to come and have dinner with his wife and Jeremy.
His hands slid up to my black lace bra and he squeezed. “I’ve been thinking about getting you in my bed since I picked you up. You looked delectable in that dress, letting it cling to every one of your curves. All I could think about was ripping it off you.”
I turned in his arms, looking into the eyes of a man who mirrored Idris Elba. If we could get our schedules more aligned and work on our sex game, Darron would be perfect for me. It wasn’t that he was small or quick; he just… ran from good pussy by switching positions far too quickly for me to cum. The journey felt nice, but I never reached the destination of climax with him.
“Darron,” I cooed as his lips went to my neck. “Baby, is it possible for you to take your trip after dinner? This really means a lot to me.”
I lowered to my knees, pulling his long, straight dick out of his boxers. It was hard already, oozing pre-cum. Our eyes locked as I swirled my tongue around his head, but instead of taking him into my mouth, I waited for his response.
“Darling…”
“Can you take a later flight?” I took him into my mouth, smiling when his head popped out. “Please?”
“Amelia,” he groaned, cupping the back of my head. “Anything for you.”
Pleased with his answer, I took him into my mouth and gave him the fast, wet, loud head that he liked. When his body began to jerk and his mouth hung open, he pulled out. We made our way to his bed, where he stroked me a few times missionary before turning me over onto my stomach. By the time I was moaning my pleasure and allowing my wetness to coat him, he was pulling out and exploding on my ass. My eyes closed as I pulled in a shaky breath. I’d get myself off in the shower… just like I always did.
Two
Amaru
I loved the sight of my best friend’s face. Looking at Ameliaalwaysmade me happy. We had the kind of bond that didn’t require conversation between us. Just sitting with her in silence was often enough for me.
I was surprised she even Facetimed me. Usually, when she was with her man for the evening, she was hard to reach unless it was for an emergency. I could respect that. Since I had a son the same age as her daughter, twelve, we were doing this parenting thing together. We met our first year of law school. She was pregnant and so was my girlfriend at the time. We bonded over the experience since I couldn’t be as active in Veronica’s pregnancy as I would have liked.
She had gone out of state for nursing school. I had to beg her to even keep the baby. Veronica had a plan for her life, a particular purpose that she wanted to fulfill, and she believed a baby would get in the way of that. I convinced her to have my son and give me full custody. Now, she saw Amaru Junior for holidays and his birthday, and he was loved enough to where he was okay with that. I’d explained to him, once he was old enough to comprehend, that he was my son. That I wanted him. That I was grateful to God for his mother giving him to me. Because that’s what my son was—he was my gift. Regardless of what his mother did or didn’t do, he’d been my responsibility and greatest accomplishment, and that would never change.
Amelia and I ended up doing life together after school, even starting at the same law firm. I left earlier than her to start working at HGP2and she ended up following me there. Now, we both were senior associates, waiting for our next chance for advancement. Unlike most associates, I didn’t care if I never became partner. That was a lot of responsibility and less time actually practicing law in my opinion.
As I looked her pretty face over, I thought about how we had each other’s backs over the last close to thirteen years. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for this woman, and there was no doubt in my mind that she felt the same way.
“I’m jealous.” The pout on her face was adorable.
“Why are you jealous, Milli?”
