My feet refused to move as I assessed the situation. Nicholas sat about ten feet in front of me with the top buttons of his shirt undone. His suit jacket now hung on the chair next to him. I loved and hated the way he devoured me with just his eyes. I was here now. I might as well embrace it.
Instead of playing coy, I took heed to my girl’s advice and decided to let the old Jameela shine tonight. The one who didn’t have an adorable baby girl and shit to lose. Tonight, I wanted to be bold again. Taking a step out of the elevator, I allowed the soft smile playing on my lips to shine through.
“You have my attention. Now what do you plan on doing with it?” I asked him, refusing to shrink under the intensity of his stare.
“Make sure you never want to give it to anyone else.”
I took the bait, walking over and sitting across from him as he filled a second glass with the golden-brown liquid that he was already drinking. Once he was satisfied with the pour, he sat back in the chair and put his eyes back on me.
“Now tell me, Jameela. What would it take for me to spend the rest of the night with you?”
His question was bold, almost too bold for my taste. At the same time, I had to respect his forwardness. The patient way he kept his eyes on me while he waited for my response sent fire straight to my core.
“Excuse me?” I asked just to see if he would repeat himself.
“You’re excused. I want to fuck you. Can I do that?”
“Wow, straight to the point, huh?”
“I find it rude to waste people’s time.”
I narrowed my eyes. “You think you can just ask somebody a question like that out of the blue?” I asked, folding my arms over my chest.
His smile wasn’t an appropriate reaction to the fire in my voice. “I know I can ask. The question is whether or not you will allow me to do so.”
“So, you just want to fuck me? Is that what this is all about?”
“Of course, it is, Jameela. I definitely want to fuck you. As delectable as you look tonight, all I can think about is fucking you. As a matter of fact, I don’t want anything I’ve done to be misconstrued as anything other than me wanting to fuck you.”
“Oh wow, at least you’re honest.”
“I would be a fool to not want to fuck you, Jameela. You’re absolutely gorgeous with a body for days. As soon as I came out of the trance I went into from laying my eyes on you, I wanted to fuck you, but after that, I want to do all that other stuff.”
This was rich. I couldn’t wait to tell Crystal and Sade what they had gotten me into. One day, I would get enough of listening to them.
“And what other stuff is that?” I asked, dropping my hands to my hips.
“All that other stuff like spoil you, wine and dine you, make sure you always feel like the queen you are, mi reina. I want to do all that other shit too, but tonight, I wanna fuck you.”
“Show me,” I challenged, knowing damn well not to expect anything more than a one-night stand with him. With the way my life was going right now, that was perfect for me.
He eagerly accepted my challenge, standing and crashing his lips into mine. Hungrily, his tongue thrust into my mouth, claiming every inch as his own. Willingly, I gave myself to him, relishing the feel of his beard as it scraped against my neck.
I gasped when his hands gripped my ass. His fingers sank in deeper as he lifted me and slammed my back against the elevator doors. I wrapped my legs around him, leveraging my weight as he moved me from the wall and gently dropped me on the bed, immediately falling between my legs.
“Take these off, Jameela,” he said, still pronouncing my name with that accent that made him sound like he was still speaking Arabic.
The thrill of his tongue made my body tingle. Impatiently, he pulled my panties to the side and buried his face in my center. I moaned into the quietness of the room as he lapped and laved the nectars flowing from my aching pussy.
“Nicholas.” I whimpered, pushing him away as he anchored my thighs to the bed with his forearms.
Heat and moisture pooled beneath me encouraging him to shove two fingers inside to finish me off. I came hard on his fingers. My hips jerked as he refused to loosen his hold on me. Nicholas held his position, licking me through every aftershock until the trembling ceased, and I was too spent to run away. My touch starved body caught on fire in every place his fingers landed as he moved up, pushing my dress with him as he moved higher.
Once we were eye to eye, his lips found mine again. The sweet musk on his tongue mingling with mine gave me a head rush. His pants hung low on his hips from where he started removing them at some point. Now he’d abandoned the mission to thrust his hips against my sopping wetness as I wrapped my fingers around his head to deepen our kiss.
The thickness felt delicious rubbing against my clit as we pawed at each other like animals. He broke out of the kiss long enough to open a drawer and remove a condom from it.
My eyes bulged when he pushed his briefs down. I was hoping that he didn’t catch it, but the low chuckle that came from him told me that he did.
