“She’s at Giada’s guest house.” She nearly screamed and when she came on my fingers, I grunted as I felt my own release soak the cotton of my boxer briefs. I fought to keep my eyes open so I wouldn’t miss Kiara’s face as she cussed in Italian. Her face turned red as her orgasm leaked out of her pussy and on my hand. She never looked more beautiful to me than in this moment. Her face was vulnerable and relaxed. We were both catching our breath, and when I slowly took my hand from between her legs, I looked at the creamy slickness coating my fingers before I sucked them into my mouth. As soon as her taste exploded on my tastebuds my eyes rolled in the back of my head. She tasted like pineapples and her own signature flavor, and I couldn’t wait to have more.
When I let go of her waist, she slowly fell to a puddle at my feet and closed her eyes. I smiled inwardly as I kept licking my fingers like I wanted to suck the skin off.
“Thanks for the information, my love,” I said before licking my palm then sucking my fingers back into my mouth and walking out of the closet. I glanced at my watch and noted that we’d only been here for ten minutes. I quickly went into Bailey’s bathroom to clean my dick off with my left hand because I still wanted to savor Kiara’s flavor on my right. When I opened the door I was sucking my fingers and my brother and Titan looked at me. Dante just smirked knowingly at me and Titan looked confused.
“She’s at Giada’s.” Was all I said as I walked past them sitting on the sectional, and I did not stop until I was out of the front door.
I finally stopped licking my fingers when I was in front of the elevator and pressed the elevator button relentlessly. If this elevator didn’t hurry up, I was going back into Bailey’s closet to finish what I started, and make Kiara’s sexy ass cum on my face and this dick. I took a deep breath to control my raginghormones and was glad that I was wearing black so no one could see the wet stain on the front of my jeans. I never had an orgasm without masturbating or being deep inside a woman’s throat or some pussy since I was a teenager having wet dreams.
I heard my brother and Titan behind me as soon as the elevator opened and the three of us stepped on in silence.
“Thanks for using your interrogation methods and getting the information we needed,” Dante said from behind me and when I flipped him the middle finger, he burst out laughing.
Fucking asshole.
Bailey
Iwas in the bathroom slathering lotion and oil all over my skin. Giada had this guest house set up like a luxury hotel suite. The bathroom had top of the line toiletries and the water pressure in the shower was amazing. The bed looked like a cloud, and I couldn’t wait to get in it. The only things Giada didn’t have in this guest house were pajamas. So, she let me borrow a shirt and pair of pajama pants that I didn’t even bother with putting on because even if I rolled them up, I would still trip and fall. Shit, her shirt draped me like a dress.
After I lotioned my body I did my skincare routine with these fancy ass facial washes and toners she had stocked in the bathroom and when I was done I put them in my purse. I could afford them, but they were better when they were free 99. When I was done, I put a bonnet on my hair and turned the bathroom light off. Now that I felt much better after my shower I decided I was going to finally turn my phone on and call Titan. I sighed because I knew by now he was probably at my house pissed off.
I was running through my head about what I was going to say to him when I came around the wall that separated the hallway and the main living area where the bed was. I went to the nightstand and picked up my phone but when I saw a shadowmove in the corner by the door, I quickly turned around and hurled it across the room. When I heard a thud followed by a grunt, I knew my phone hit the target. I didn’t stop there and quickly dove across the queen size bed and into a somersault then leaped into a jump kick. Before I could hit my target, the shadow quickly moved then strong arms caught me midair around the waist. I was about to do an elbow strike before I was bear hugged, and just as I was about to ram my head backwards against my intruder’s nose, I heard Titan’s voice.
“Dammit Bailey, it’s me!” I froze in shock.
“Titan?! What the hell? What are you doing here? Why didn’t you say something?” I rambled as I wiggled to be put down and he let me go. My heart was racing as I spun around to face him.
“I was about to break your nose!” I screamed before I rushed to hug him. “I was about to fuck you up!”
“Well, shit, I didn’t know my fiancée was Satchel Paige in her past life. You threw that damn phone like you pitched in the Major Leagues. You hit me before I could announce myself,” he said, rubbing his mouth and my eyes widened when I saw his lip was bleeding.
“Shit! Come here,” I said, pulling him toward the bathroom to clean his mouth. I sat him on the small chair that was tucked under the makeup vanity and looked under the sink for a first aid kit. He had a nice cut on his bottom lip, and I felt bad as I dabbed his lip.
As soon as I was finished, he stood up and lifted me onto the counter and he looked pissed as he stared at me.
“Where’s your ring?”
“In the ring dish,” I said pointing to the far corner of the vanity, “I took it off before I took a shower.” He quickly reached over before I finished speaking and held my hand out to put my ring on then kissed my palm. I smiled because it felt good having him here, finally my brain caught up to the moment.
“Wait…how did you find me?” I asked.
“The better question is why the fuck did Ineedto find you?” He said, caging me in with his arms on both sides of me, leaning down to stare at me.
“I um…” I took a breath because his nearness and the intensity in his eyes had me flustered. “I needed to clear my head…those so-called reporters were in my face…shouting accusations about Angelo…and our relationship…I panicked, and I didn’t want to go home . Giada offered to hide me out, so I came here. What was I supposed to do?” I put my head down, suddenly I was exhausted. Titan’s fingertips touched my chin to tilt my face upwards and looked me in the eyes and now I felt hurt because I could see the sadness on his face.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered, and my head jerked back in confusion.
“Why are you sorry?” I asked with a frown on my face.
“Bailey, you just said you came here because Giada offered because you didn’t know what to do. You should have had her bring you to me. I’m your man, and obviously I’ve been doing a piss poor job showing you that you can lean on me, and that I’m gone stick beside you no matter what. And for that, I’m sorry.” He leaned his head against mine and I cupped his face between my hands and made him look at me.
“What the hell? No, Titan, don’t say that. You have been nothing but perfect to me and for me, outside of your recent temper tantrum,” I joked, trying to lighten the mood, and I smiled when I saw him roll his eyes and smirk, “I’m the one who’s sorry for not coming to you because you’re right. You are my man; shit, you’re my fiancé and although I never want what happened today to happen again, I promise that when I’m overwhelmed or going through a hard time, I will not only lean on you but I’m gone lay next to you, throw my leg over you, pull up a blanket, and nestle on you until times get better.”
“You are so damn silly, but I love your silly ass with everything in me,” he said, cupping my face too before giving me a soft kiss, then he bit my lip and my eyes widened. “Don’t run away from me again, baby,” he said with my lip between his teeth before sucking it into his mouth to ease the sting and now my pussy was moistening her own lips to get ready for him to fuck me on this vanity. When I moaned and scooted closer to him so I could feel his length against my thigh, he chuckled then broke our kiss.
“I bet my pussy wet as fuck from me biting your soft ass lip,” he whispered as he licked and trailed kisses down my jaw until he got to my neck. When I wrapped my hands around his neck to pull him closer, he stepped back. When I frowned he smiled.
“You’re on punishment,” he said, coming forward only to wrap his hands around hips to cup my ass and lift me off the vanity. As soon as my feet touched the floor he laced our fingers together and pulled me from the bathroom. It felt like I was on autopilot as my mind struggled to process what he said.
