When he used his tongue to separate my lips, I could barely hold on to the pole. My hands were slipping because they were sweating, and he wasn’t letting up as he made love to my pussy with his mouth. The mint he was eating didn’t help.
“Mmmm, fuck,” I whispered.
“I don’t hear you,” Jah said between licks.
“Right there, please stay right there.”
I wasn’t supposed to like this. Why was I enjoying this? My eyes rolled to the back of my head as Jah continued to lick, suck, and kiss on my pussy. Guilt was eating at me but the pleasure was overriding the guilt. Jah was right, my body needed this. Not from him though, from my husband. I mean my ex. Shit, whatever he was.
“Look at me as I suck all the juices out of this pretty ass pussy.”
He sucked more than all my juices. My soul was gone. My whole body was shaking by the time he let me go and sat me back on his lap.
“Come here so you can taste how sweet that pussy is.” He stuck his tongue in my mouth and invited me to it.
Years. That’s how long it had been since a man made me feel this damn good. After tonight, I would never feel this way again. That was our promise to each other. Jah broke our kiss and slapped my ass.
“Let me go, Ms. Cole. I’m back to being your client. And if I remember correctly, the twins have an appointment with you next week, so I’ll see you then. Come lock the door behind me.” He tapped my ass.
Here I was naked from the waist down, locking my studio behind him. What the fuck did I just do exactly?
SEVEN
JAHMIR
I sat in my work truck sucking on my bottom lip, trying to make Tatiyonna’s taste last as long as I could. One thing I couldn’t do, though, was leave her to get in her car alone at night without making sure she was safe. If she wasn’t on the whole business shit, I would’ve walked her ass to her car. After what I had just done to her, I knew she was going to avoid me for real. I was still unsure of what the spark was between us, but I was starting to like it. She was married, though, and I wasn’t the type of man to play second place. Her pussy tasted too good to be a side nigga. I knew I would become possessive of her, and she wasn’t mine.
Thirty minutes later, she walked out fully clothed in the jogging suit that she had come in. Watching her get in her car, you would’ve never known that she could move and stretch her body the way she just did over an hour ago. There were so many layers to her, and I was going to have to fuck the shit out of my assistant to not dig deeper to get to know Tatiyonna. She pulled off and turned one way, and I pulled off and turned the opposite way. Because the location of my job site was closer to Lonni’s, I decided to stay there instead of driving all the way home.
“You can’t answer your phone?” Lonni fussed as soon as I opened the door.
“Is someone dead?” I looked around and noticed the kids eating.
Lonni always panicked whenever I didn’t answer my phone. She called it being protective but I knew she had a little anxiety issue being that we were the only adults left in our family.
“Nigga, no! I needed something from the store and didn’t want to take them out.” She stopped in her tracks when she looked at me. “I thought you were going to do a walk-through of a site?”
“I did.”
“How did you get that big ass white spot on your jeans?”
I forgot Tatiyonna sat on my lap afterwards.
“And that’s where you need to mind your damn business. I’m about to shower.”
“Mmmhhmm, now I know why you couldn’t answer the phone with your nasty ass.”
“Call it what you want. It was well worth it,” I said as I went upstairs.
Closing the door behind me, all I could do was stare at the spot in my jeans and smile. Glad that I was the one to send her home pleased. A part of me hoped her nigga was there to see what it looked like when his woman's soul was snatched. Before turning the shower on, I grabbed my toothbrush to brush my teeth. Not before savoring that last sweet smell of Tatiyonna.
A shower and beard shampoo later, I was back downstairs with my family. Jumping right in to help my sister with the twins. She couldn't wait to get them in the bed so she could ask me who the hell I was comfortable enough with to mess my clothes up. Lonni knew not even my secretary could do that.
“Not to get in your business or anything, but you mind telling me who the hell this woman is? I think I at least need to know that because you've never been so damn smitten in all your life.”
“It ain't nothing that deep. One-time thing that just happened. We got caught up.” I brushed it off.
Something deep inside of me told me this was not one time. I made a promise, though, and I was big on keeping my word. Tatiyonna was a good person, and she did an excellent job with my niece and nephew. I couldn't fuck that up for some pussy.
