“What does that have to do with anything?” Dreaux shrugged as he sauntered over with his shirt off. I expected him to be gone when I got up this morning, but instead I heard him in the bathroom, taking a shower.
I lost my train of thought as I admired his body. The way he sauntered into the kitchen, there was no doubt he was carrying something heavy. There was something about a man with bowlegs that made me bite my lip.
“You see something you like?” The arrogant smirk on his face snapped me back to reality.
“Not at all. If you’ve seen one slut you’ve seen them all,” I shot back.
“Yo, you’re funny as hell. Your nipples are telling on you, though.”
I glanced down and sure enough, my nipples were sticking out like two missiles.
“It’s cold in here.”
“Yeah, right. Whatever your cooking smells good as hell. For some reason, I assumed you couldn’t cook.”
My jaw fell open at how blunt he was. I wasn’t sure whether to be offended or proud that I proved him wrong.
“I’ve been cooking since I was a young girl. My momma said a woman ain’t worth a damn if she can’t feed herself and her family. She wasn’t the best cook, but she made sure we never missed a meal.”
“Wise woman.”
“Yeah, she was. It’s a little late for you, isn’t it? I wasn’t expecting to see you when I got up. I figured you would be in a hurry to get back to your guest from last night.” It might have been petty, but I was still annoyed that he answered the phone while he was entertaining someone. I could hear her moaning and slurping through the phone.
“I got up to check on Promise and then sent out a few work emails. I’m in the process of renovating another complex, set to open next year,” he explained, purposely avoiding the other part of my comment.
“Oh, well, I’m sure you need to get going, don’t you? If I were your girlfriend, I would be upset about you spending the night at another woman’s house.” Once again, I put out the bait because I wanted him to explain who he was with. I had no right to be upset because we weren’t together, but he never mentioned there was a woman in his life.
“If you have a question, you can ask me directly. I don’t have a girlfriend, though. Dating isn’t my thing.”
His admission stung a little, but I kept a straight face.
“I guess I was right about you being a slut,” I spat, folding my arms across my chest.
“Is that what you think?”
“You just admitted it. If you don’t believe in dating, then you’re fucking without any kind of commitment.”
The intensity of Dreaux’s stare caused me to squirm. It was almost as if he was undressing me with his eyes. My body grew hot without him having to say anything.
“I said dating wasn’t my thing. It doesn’t mean I fuck every bitch I see. I’m stingy with this dick.”
“Somehow, I don’t believe you at all.”
“Are you jealous? Are you upset because you want this dick to yourself? If so, all you have to do is say the word. I think we can work something out.”
“Absolutely not. I don’t have time to be fighting over dick that doesn’t belong to me. Besides, it’s probably small, and I can’t afford anymore disappointment in my life.”
“Damn, it’s like that? You don’t want me to stretch your pussy out, Peace?”
“N-No, I don’t. I doubt you could make me cum, and I don’t want to hurt your feelings.”
Dreaux chuckled, seeing right through my bullshit. I held my breath as he walked closer to me. My breath hitched when he pressed his body against mine while my hands rested on the countertop behind me. His natural scent mixed with the soap he used infiltrated my nostrils, causing me to lose my train of thought.
Dreaux’s eyes were locked on mine as his hand lifted the oversized t-shirt I was wearing. He squeezed my thigh, then moved his hand towards my center. I tried to keep a straight face, but it all fell apart when his digits rubbed across my bud. I gasped as he stroked it with his thumb.
“You don’t think I can make you cum, lil’ mama? Huh?”
I jumped when he inserted two of his fingers inside of me. His eyes were still locked on mine as he stroked me in slow motion. My eyes shut and my head tilted back as pleasure encompassed me.
