“You can take it. Tell me you can take it.”
“Mm,… I can take it,” she declared as I pushed her panties to the side. Before I touched her, I pulled away.
“I wanna watch you please yourself. Show me what you like. Show me what makes this pussy talk.”
Shyness covered her face briefly before she showed me just how comfortable she was with us and where things were going between us. She pushed her shorts and panties down, then I pulled them off. Her legs spread just a bit, letting me know she was still a little nervous. Still, she did what I asked and caressed her clit. As I caressed and stroked her cheek, neck, and breasts, she relaxed more, and her legs spread wider.
Her breathing grew ragged, mouth parted slightly.
I noticed her movements—how she alternated between stroking her clit and fingering herself. How she started slow and built up her tempo. How she edged herself, speeding up and releasing whimpers but stopping just before she came.
She was wet, and it was loud and creamy and sexy as fuck.
When her hand wrapped around her neck, I cursed under my breath.
Her eyes closed as she choked herself, circled her clit, and fingered her pussy until she came. I lifted her hand by her wrist, then licked and sucked her fingers dry. She watched, bottom lip tugged between her teeth.
Yeah.
She was mine.
I lowered myself to her lips, allowing her to taste herself.
As much as I wanted to fuck her, I willed my dick to behave. She must have sensed that because she said, “I want you to be satisfied too.”
“You being satisfied satisfies me, boo.”
“Are you sure?” she asked as I climbed out of bed to get her a wet towel.
“Positive. There will be time for that. Let me earn it. Earn you.”
Cordova didn’t respond, but I found her smiling and looking satiated when I returned. I took my time cleaning between her legs, making sure I told her she had the prettiest pussy. I placed a reverent kiss on her bottom set of lips before putting her panties and shorts back on. After setting the towel on the nightstand, I got back in bed with her. She cuddled up against me.
As I wrapped my arm around her, I told her, “Rub my belly.”
Cordova laughed. “Don’t I always?”
“Mhm.”
My body relaxed instantly as she rubbed my belly. My fingers made their way into her hair, and her body grew heavier as she relaxed under my touch. I was confident we’d get to this point, but I wasn’t expecting it to happen this soon. Now that it had, I wasnevergoing to let her go.
As I ordered a few things for Sugar Baby’s home, I had to resist getting some things for my home too. I did put a chinchilla throw in the cart. It was a mauve pink that was going to match the new sofa I’d gotten perfectly. I was taking my time, working on one room at a time. It felt like Aunt Brenda had left me with the perfect project to distract myself. It also hadsentimental value because it was her home. I wanted to make it look even more beautiful than she had. Her kids had taken literally everything, and I was cool with that. It gave me a clean slate to work with.
Since my tires were slashed, I hadn’t heard from any of them. Draco had put cameras on the front, back, and sides of the house. Three times, Brandon and Cam had driven by, but they didn’t get out. A part of me wanted to confront them and see who’d slashed my tires, but they weren’t going to admit they had something to do with it, because they knew Draco would beat their ass.
After I checked out online, I powered my laptop down and got ready for work. I knew soon enough Draco would be asking me when I planned on quitting, and I honestly didn’t know what to tell him. Up until now, I thought I wanted to have my own business, doing what I loved. Now that the chance had finally presented itself, the pressure of making the transition was causing me to go slow and really take my time. Since I didn’t feel like taking my time was a bad thing, I went with my gut,… but I also knew there was a chance I was procrastinating, and all the manifestation in the world meant nothing without effort coming behind it.
Later that Evening
I couldn’t believe I was on a date with my best friend. I was so nervous before he picked me up, but I really had no reason to be. Draco had always been the person I felt most comfortable with, and now that we were taking things to the next level, I shouldn’t have expected things to be different.
When he picked me up, it was with roses, a diamond necklace, and champagne. Before we left, Draco wanted us to toast to our new beginning. I swooned over him the whole time and found it impossible to wipe my smile away. I wasn’t sure what he had up his sleeve initially, because he asked me to wear either a white dress or jumpsuit with gold accessories and heels. He might not have known it, but I had a white jumpsuit with a sheer, sequined top from Nadine Merabi that was perfect for the occasion. The pants flared at the bottom, so I paired the jumpsuit with closed toe heels.
I was a happy woman when our first stop was a photography studio. Dejvi (Davey) took photos of us, and I couldn’t wait until they were ready and sent to us. Draco wanting to commemorate our first date in such a permanent way was a sweet enough gesture to bring tears to my eyes. After the photo shoot, we had dinner at Porch and Parlor, then went to Tiger and Peacock for drinks. I knew then that he loved me, because Tiger and Peacock wasn’t his vibe at all. It was a great place for date nights because of the aesthetic, but Draco was a hole-in-the-wall or bar kind of man.
I appreciated his effort and made sure I expressed that to him.
“Lily says I should demand more from men,” I said as we left the rooftop hand in hand. “She says I’m too easy to please. You know I’m a homebody, though, so I won’t need or evenwant extravagant dates. All I really want and need is you. Your companionship, your priority, your love. Your… you.”
