“Tell me, Papa,” I said sultrily as my finger ran across the edge of the sex swing in the middle of the room. “You want me like you’ve had your other women? Have you tied them up orstrapped them down in these and fucked them the way you’ve fucked me?”
At the sound of his groans, I dropped my eyes to his lap and was pleased at the sight of him stroking his dick. I licked my lips at the precum that oozed from his fat mushroom head.
This man made me feverish.
“Everything in this muthafucka is new,” he grunted with his eyes still on me. I swear, they had darkened since I’d been in here. “The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to have you. To answer your question, there isn’t a woman alive who can say she’s had me the way you do. Just like there isn’t a man out there that can say he’s ever had my pussy. Tell me, mama…” He pulled from his blunt again. “Is it wet for me?”
Running my finger along the glass case that held various vibrators and dildos, I opened it and retrieved a small bullet. I held it in my hand as it hummed, sending tingles through me and to my most sacred parts. Walking toward the bench in front of him, I placed the bullet down and slowly began to undress. My heart hammered in my chest when the last button on the silk top became undone and it dropped to the floor. It wasn’t long before my shorts puddled at my feet.
“You asked me if I was wet for you.” I climbed onto the bench, lying back and spreading myself before him. “Let me give you a front row seat to see just how wet I am.”
Turning the vibrator on, it hummed to life as I slowly ran it up the inside of my thighs. While I was still pissed at JJ for keeping me here, among the other issues, I would never deny my attraction to him. He was not the only one suffering from being in proximity with someone you couldn’t get enough of.
“Fuck, mama.” He hissed, sliding to the edge of his seat. “I did that to you?”
“Yessss.” I hissed as I dipped the small object in and out of me before placing it on my clit. “Only you.”
Arching my back, my eyes rolled to the back of my head as the vibrations on my clit were already tipping me over the edge. I had been so wired up these past few days that I didn’t know what to do with myself.
“You just don’t know what the fuck you do to me, baby.”
My eyes snapped open when I felt something cold at the entrance of my pussy. My body froze, my heart hammering in my chest, as I noticed he was holding his machete against me.
“I know you’re mad, baby, but you have to understand…” My back arched as he pinched my nipple. “I don’t give a fuck. You’ve embedded yourself into my life. My heart. My soul.” He inched the steel handle inside of me, and I was embarrassed at how scared yet aroused I was. “You’re mine, Bloss Baby. You don’t think I hear you at night calling for me when you play in that pussy before you go to sleep?”
Still rolling my nipple, he slid the handle in and out of me as I continued to hold the vibrator at my clit. The pleasure he was giving me was so erotic that I felt as if I was going to combust. My eyes found his as he fucked me, getting me closer to my release.
“Papa, please!” I moaned as I began to shake. “I need you—Ughhh!”
Without warning, he removed the handle before slamming himself inside of me, causing me to climax immediately. The bench shook as he began to pivot his hips and fuck me like he was the one mad.
“Look at this shit.” He groaned as he held the handle up under the fluorescent light. My juices shone and dripped down onto me. “Clean this up for me.”
Pressing the handle against my lips, I opened my mouth as he slid it inside. With my eyes still on him, I twirled my tongue around the steel, sucking and slurping my essence. I could feelhim growing inside of me, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before he was unloading.
“Mmm,” I moaned with a pop as he pulled it from my mouth. “Come taste me, Papa.”
Locking my legs around his waist, I pulled him in closer while he pummeled in and out of me. He slammed his lips onto mine and tried to swallow me whole. Skin slapping and groaning filled the room as we came together.
“Gah damn!” he roared as his strokes became jerky. “Shit, girl.”
Kissing along his jawline, I fought to catch my breath as I felt him release all he had inside of me. I was drained, and the tension from the last few days was leaving my body. Being wrapped up in JJ like this felt better than I had expected it to.
“JJ—”
“I got company coming over and business to handle today.” He pulled out of me, eyes now cold as he peered down at me. “I need to holler at you about your brother and bitch-ass ex. I’ll see you upstairs.”
His dismissing me felt like a gut punch I wasn’t expecting. I watched him as he pulled his shorts up and made his way toward the stairs without a backward glance at me. Sitting up on the bench, I roughly wiped the tears that fell. Fuck him. He talked all that shit just to handle me as if I didn’t matter. I couldn’t do this anymore. I didn’t care what he said or how he felt; my time here was up. He was going to let me walk out of here or roll me out in a body bag. Either way, I was leaving… tonight.
“Nigga, who in the hell been cooking in here? Because I know for damn sure it ain’t you.”
Rolling my eyes at the voices downstairs, I kicked the door to JJ’s bedroom shut. After our little impromptu sex session in his dungeon, I had decided to shower and fry some wings for lunch. I hadn’t seen him roaming around since earlier, and I was not mad about him being a ghost. The view from his bedroom balcony overlooked Lake Monroe, so I decided to eat there and have a few minutes to myself.
Snuggled in a throw blanket, I placed my food in my lap and enjoyed the scenery. The orange and brown leaves that covered the ground looked beautiful as the sun shone as bright as I’d ever seen. The birds flew overhead and sang the perfect melody. Despite the circumstances, this time by myself was needed. Stacy had been doing an amazing job taking care of the staff and clients at my realty company. I made sure to move the commission for her house showings into her account each time we received a wire or bank deposit for a purchase. I was doing what I could with only my phone, so I was appreciative of Stacy taking care of everything else.
“For you not wanting to be in a nigga’s space, you sure enjoy eating my food and using the housing amenities.”
Glancing over my shoulder, I willed myself to remain seated and not jump on this man even though he was talking shit. JJ was coming out of the en suite bathroom in a wife beater and baggy gray sweatpants. He was so tall and lean that I wanted to climb him every time he was in my presence. The way his gray sweatpants showcased that Coke can on his thigh was a damn crime. Dragging my eyes back up to his through the glass door, his expression was unreadable. Instead of responding to him, I returned my gaze to the open fields below.
