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“I’m cool with one of Junior’s men. One of his right hands. If anyone knows about the takeover, for sure, he does. I can hit him up and see if he’s down to hang out a little bit…”
“Nah.” I shook my head and held my hand up. “You’re not about to go over there and get info from his right hand by fucking him, Sanai. Hell no.”
“Who said I was going to fuck him?” She frowned, pulling her head back. The thought made me furious and there was no real explanation. She didn’t belong to me and I barely liked her.
Now that I’d seen her tenacity and her need to prove the truth and fix her mistakes…I was swayed to her side a little more but that didn’t mean I should get possessive. That shit wasn’t even me. I wasn’t the type to cuff a chick. If she wanted to use what she had to get the info she wanted, who was I to stop her?
I just didn’t want her to get caught up.
“That sounded a lot like what you were saying.”
“Well, I didn’t say it so don’t put words in my mouth. And I swear to fucking god, Bakari, if you make a joke about putting something in my mouth, I’m going to cut you.” I had no idea where she pulled the blade from but in a blink, it was pressed against the warm space behind my ear.
“What the fuck?” I laughed. “A knife? Is this how you flirt?” I bit my bottom lip and looked down at how quickly she’d straddled my lap.
“Are you laughing at the fact that I literally have you at knife-point right now?”
“You’ve already hit me in my jaw and kicked me in the shin. You think I’m shocked that you have a knife pressed against me?” My hands naturally rested on her hips. My fingers were long enough to drape across the curve of her ass and I wasn’t planning on moving unless she moved me.
“I think if you think holding a knife on someone is flirting, something is wrong with you.” A laugh slipped from her lips and I fixed on the way her mouth looked. Her lips were so full and smooth. I wanted to crush them under mine and then suck on them one at a time until her pulse fluttered beneath the surface of her skin.
I had to get her out of my system. That was it. Once I’d fucked her, I’d be able to think straight.
“I think you’re flirting. I think you’re feeling me. You can tell I’m feeling you.” I glanced down where my hard dick was obvious and digging into her, pressing against her hot pussy through the shorts she wore.
“We need to talk business, and…” I gripped the back of her neck and kissed her throat, dragging my teeth along her silky golden skin. “Bakari,” she gasped my name but never moved the knife.
“You can’t put all this ass on top of me without me putting my mouth on you. I can’t stand you, but I’d be lying my ass off if I said you weren’t sexy as a motherfucker.” I dug my fingertips into her soft ass, squeezing the cheeks while I pulled my nose from one side of her collarbones to the other.
“I hate you, too, but…” She panted when my hands tightened around her slender waist. I pressed her against my dick and her hips instinctively rolled, causing friction between us. I growled before going in for her throat again. “I don’t want this to fuck my head up. Once I kill this nigga, I don’t want to talk to you again.”
“Good. Feeling’s mutual, sweetheart. Let’s get this nut out of the way and we’ll be able to think clearly.” I slipped the straps of her tank top off her shoulders and cupped her titties in my hands. They were perfect handfuls with the prettiest deep brown nipples that begged for my mouth. I wrapped a hand around her throat and dipped my head lower to suck and lick on her pebbles.
The heat pouring from between her thighs had me practically salivating. I stood up in one motion, locking my hands under Sanai’s ass to support her. She let out a short squeak as I spun her around and dropped to my knees, sitting her on the couch.
I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to the side then pulled Sanai to the edge so I could dive into her tongue first. I yanked her shorts off and rested her thighs on my shoulders while I stared at her pretty waxed pussy.
“Damn,” I muttered before spreading her open for me. Her clit poked out, stiff and ready. I licked it before slurping it into my mouth. Her sharp gasp was enough to let me know she loved the steady pressure I put on her. I used my tongue to lick her from the back to the front before circling her clit then sucking and flicking the tight bud with my tongue.
“Oh…fuck,” she moaned, bucking her slim hips. Her nails raked over my waves repeatedly, sending goosebumps across my skin’s surface and prickles beneath.
I tongue kissed her thick pussy lips, letting my mouth cover her before returning to her needy pink clit. Her thighs closed against my face while she fucked my mouth. Her slippery cream dripped down my chin, weaving through my beard.
I didn’t do a lot of talking during sex, but I groaned into her pussy because she was so motherfucking sweet. So hot and slick for me.
I ate pussy for sport. I’d had all kinds of experiences with different women but Sanai Sinclair had something else with her. She was one of a kind. Something I wouldn’t find between anyone else’s legs.
I ate her out like she was my last supper because I knew after this encounter, we wouldn’t go there again.
Her legs started to shake while I relentlessly slurped on her. Her breathing was staggered, punctuated puffs. Sometimes she called my name. Sometimes she called God. All of it sounded like worship to my ears.
When I pulled away, I grabbed her by the throat and crashed against her open mouth. “Taste how good your pussy is,” I told her in between the way she pulled my lips into her mouth. Her hand was still wrapped around the knife, and it was my sole purpose to fuck her so good she dropped it. I needed her inhibitions down.
I needed her trust while I was inside of her. Otherwise, she wouldn’t enjoy it and if I was only going to fuck her once, she was going to love that shit.
“Sit,” she commanded breaking away from me. “I need to ride that dick.”
“Bossy ass.” I wasn’t complaining, though. I pushed my pants down my legs and kicked them off, finally letting my dick bob free.
