“Cash, Ivoree is sneaky. I know you don’t see it because you only want to see the best in her, but the girl is sneaky and a whore for attention. I wouldn’t be surprised if Twizz was telling the truth about what happened, just like I wouldn’t be surprised if she was telling the truth. I know all about Twizz and Savio’s background, so the way I see it, either story could be true.”
Cashmere opened her mouth to argue but then immediately closed it again. What could she say? It seemed like Cassydie had her mind made up. Over the years, she peeped how Cassydie kept a polite distance from her sister. Was this why?
As she allowed her thoughts to wander, she looked out into the large backyard and couldn’t help but feel like something was about to shift in her life in a major way. She just wished she knew what it was so she could properly prepare for it.
The way Cashmere’ships swayed when she walked constantly had Savio in a trance. It made it hard to do his job, if he was being honest with himself. He bit his lips as he idled behind Cashmere. She walked in front of him toward one of her secret warehouses, and he shook his head so he could focus. Ever since he had a sample of that sweet ass pussy a few weeks ago, it had been really hard to come up off her, and he really hadn’t. Even when they were out and about, he had a hard time keeping things professional.
“What we doin’ here, anyway?” Savio asked as he snapped out of his lustful thoughts and caught up to Cashmere. Before she could touch the rusty handle of the door, he pulled it open for her.
She smiled as she walked through and trailed a finger over his abdomen with a look of lust in her own eyes. Savio’s dick twitched, and he shook his head. Cashmere Taylor was a mothafuckin problem.
“Just need to make sure the shipment got in okay, then we can go home,” she replied as she flipped on the lights.
Savio nodded at the other security guards that had followed them in blacked-out SUVs. A few of them nodded back, understanding that they were to stay outside while he went inside with Cashmere.
After securing the inside of the surprisingly small warehouse, Savio looked at Cashmere. “You good to go. Do ya thing.”
“Thanks, daddy.” She smirked as she walked by him and toward the safe in the corner of the room.
Savio followed behind her, and when she bent to open the safe, he grabbed her from behind and massaged her hips.
“You better quit.”
She giggled and straightened up. “Quit what?” She turned and batted her eyelashes at him.
“You know what you doin’, Precious.” He murmured in her ear before he nuzzled her neck. Cashmere moaned. Savio wanted to keep things professional. He felt like he was slacking on his job, but he couldn’t help but get a taste of Cashmere right here and right now. “Lift your dress up.”
Cashmere’s eyes grew wide. “Really, Sav? Right here?”
“What I say?” he asked as he unzipped his black pants and freed his aching dick. He stroked it to relieve some pressure while Cashmere stared at him like she had lost all her sense. Luckily for her, she finally took direction and lifted the orange and yellow sundress she wore. Savio wasted no time lifting her leg and helping her brace against the wall so he could plunge into her sweetness. “This dress the reason you slidin’ on my dick right now. Why you wear this shit? Huh? You did it on purpose?”
Cashmere could only respond in a moan. Savio chuckled as he stroked her pussy with long, deep thrusts.
“Fuck,” she finally said in a breathy whisper.
“Did you wear this on purpose, Precious?” Savio asked. He wanted to hear her say it.
“Y-yes.” She gripped his muscled arm and gazed into his eyes.
“This what you wanted?” he asked before he bit his lip. He could feel her pussy clenching around him. One thing about Cashmere, her pussy always knew how to act in any situation. If it was time for a quickie, she acted accordingly. If they were in for a marathon, his baby stayed wet and kept up with him. He loved that about her.
“Yes,” she muttered before her body shook.
Savio held onto her while she rained down on his dick, and then he went crazy. He beat her pussy up until he nutted right inside her.
“Fuck, baby.” He pressed his forehead against hers and kissed her lips.
“If you let me go, I can check this safe real quick, and we can go home and do some more of this,” Cashmere said as she reached between them and cradled his balls in her hand.
Savio groaned. “Promise?”
She giggled. “Promise.”
He eased out of her and helped steady her on her feet. Cashmere went into her purse and grabbed some wipes. She handed him a few, and they cleaned themselves off as best they could before they discarded the wipes in a nearby trash.
Savio got back on his job and went on high alert, like he should have been, just in case something popped off. Shit had been going smoothly since the whole Harold incident. Savio wanted to keep it that way.
Twizz had been doing really well in his position and hadn’t crossed any professional lines, and Cashmere seemed happy with everyone’s arrangement. She didn’t seem as stressedanymore, and she didn’t work as much anymore, either. A shift had happened, and Savio loved to see it.
