Page 32 of Dirty Mojito


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“She’s pretty drunk, I don’t know if she needs to be bothered,” Dani responded. “I just put her to bed myself.”

“That was nice of you…”

“Yeah, we’re like best friends. So can I give you some advice…”

Taking a breath, I knew she was going to cock block me unless I listened.

“Sure?”

“Silver told me that she’s really not into you…there’s all that shit with you having a kid,” Dani leaned back against the railing.

An anxious feeling began to run through my stomach.

“Really?”

“Yeah,” she nodded softly. “It’s a shame though, she deserves to be happy. But honestly, she doesn’t want to be a stepmom type.”

“And she told you this?”

Dani nodded before holding up the bag of trash she had in her hands. “Yeah, so don’t go expecting anything big ya know.”

“Um…thanks.”

Watching her go, I jogged up the flight of stairs and finally found Silver’s door. Knocking, her assistant’s words still lingered in the air but they all disappeared when she opened it. She had on white lingerie and silk robe.

“Took you long enough,” she crooked her finger at me and invited me in.

Closing the door behind me, I locked it.

“Damn.”

The glossy white robe dripped from Silver’s shoulder, dropping to the floor into a silken puddle. She stepped over it, smiling shyly.

“I didn’t think you’d show,” she pushed me up against the door of the apartment.

Her hand on me had me instantly hard. She had no idea I was ten seconds from shredding the barely there lingerie from her body and screwing her up against the cold metal door.

Leaning my head back, I relaxed.

“I’m here,” I whispered.

“You are,” her fingers began to trail down until she found what she was looking for. “And so is he.”

Wind hit my face as she whirled away from me, her curls bouncing with each step. The picture painted before me was of her ass, looking like two perfect orbs ready to be worshipped. That night in the dirt back home came to mind. This was happening again. Silver, was letting me in again.

Of course that was the moment, her assistants words coursed through my brain again.

She’s not looking to be a stepmother…

“Are you coming or what because….I need to be fucked.”

The thoughts closed out like I was exiting an app on my phone as something primal took over and I followed Silver into her bedroom after kicking my Yeezy slides off at the front door. The moment we were in her room, I picked her up never wanting to put her down again. She stared down at me.

“Tell me what you need from me, Sassy. Closed mouths don’t get fed…” I stared up at her.

“I need…”

She gulped in a breath before spitting out her words.