He made me feel special when we were teens. Now I couldn’t define the feeling I felt being in his life again.
It was magical.
“You gon’ cum for me again, Yum?”
“Yesss, baby!”
“Do yo’ shit, mama. I’m right behind you.” He grabbed a hold of my hips and pumped three times before I felt my orgasm rip through me and down my legs.
“Shit!” His grip became tighter on my hips, body stilling for a moment, while his dick pulsated inside of me. “Damn, . . . best fucking quickie of my life.”
I laughed while he pulled out of me and slapped my ass. He lifted my upper body before tilting my head back and driving his tongue into my mouth in a slow, soul-shaking kiss. I could feel my pussy tingling again as his hand found my clit and rubbed.
We went at it again before finally showering, changing, and then leaving the house to head to the party.
The estatewe pulled up to looked like the same one from the movieGhosts of Girlfriend’s Past. Yes, I was a sap and loved a good rom-com, so when I saw it, it gave me those vibes immediately.
“This is beautiful. Who lives here?”
“It’s a rental.”
“People rent out their estates?”
He chuckled lightly. “They do.”
“I would never!”
He chuckled again before taking my hand and kissing it. I loved how relaxed he looked. I could tell those two back-to-back orgasms did the trick as I rubbed his nicely trimmed beard.
“Of course, you wouldn’t. However, some people who rent out their property don’t live here for real. This house belongs to Asanti Lewis. It’s one of his many Airbnbs.”
“The basketball player?” I asked, shocked.
“Retired basketball player, but yeah.”
“My man knows ex-basketball players. I’m winning!” I exclaimed as we laughed. Juno pulled up to the front door, and the valet attendant came running over.
“No need. Just tell me where to park,” Juno told him once he stepped out to open our door. Emery got out and extended his hand for me to take.
“Stay close,” he told Juno.
“Of course. Enjoy your night, sir.”
We walked hand in hand up to the door with six guards standing out front.
“Good evening, Mr. Emery,” one of them greeted.
“What’s good, Marlin?” Emery replied as Marlin opened the door to let us in. As we walked in, there were people everywhere. Slow R&B played throughout the grand living room area as the guests talked and laughed in a good, jovial mood.
I didn’t know why I was so nervous. Maybe because I was in a room filled with crime bosses and their mob wives. I was uncomfortable in this setting, feeling guilty for partying with a bunch of criminals when I was on the other side of the law.
Emery must have noticed my discomfort because his lips pressed to my temple before saying, “Relax, baby. You’re safe.”
I gave him a soft smile and nodded.
“You made it!” Mina exclaimed, walking over to us in her blush pink ball gown, looking like the queen she was. Mina wasstunning. I wasn’t into women, but if I were, I would absolutely shoot my shot with her.
From her beautiful, dark-brown, blemish-free skin to her doe-shaped eyes, full pink lips, and deep-set dimples in her cheeks and two smaller ones under her eyes, she was breathtaking. Emil was such a jackass for cheating on such a stallion, but I didn’t know Mina at all. She seemed sweet, but she could have been a handful behind closed doors.
