“Oh, so you’re my man now? You know this is a new day and age. Just because you fucked doesn’t mean you have to be my man.”
His brow lifted, and he smacked my ass causing me to giggle.
“I don’t know what those new age women are doing but you, Sweets, are taken. Understood?” he asked.
I nodded, then leaned forward to kiss him a few times. Then slipped out of the bed to figure out where I left my phone.
“I think it’s downstairs on the island.” Duke called out.
I nodded and stepped out of the room, taking in all the things I hadn’t paid attention to the first time he brought me upstairs. By the time I made it back to the kitchen, my phone was still sitting on the counter. A few missed calls stared back at me, along with a flood of notifications from my social media.
I didn’t have to guess what that was about, but I didn’t want to allow it to ruin my time here with Duke. Instead, I clicked Jessa’s name, and she groggily answered.
“Why are you calling me this early, Solana? It better be life or death.”
“Well, I should be asking you that. You called me too, and I missed them. But I need a favor and it’s a big one.”
I heard Jessa sit up in bed. I already knew she was going to have something to say about this later. I groaned inwardly, bracing myself for the harassment.
“Ma’am, you never told me how the date went or if you got home. I had to hear through the grapevine that you were fine. Now, what do you need?”
“I need you to open the shop for me. I won’t get back in time.”
Jessa shouted.
I rolled my eyes because she enjoyed being dramatic as hell.
“Where you at? You know what? I don’t even need to ask. You over there seeing a Duke about a horse?” she asked, then burst into laughter.
“You get on my nerves so bad. Can you please go to the bakery? I would truly appreciate it. I even have a few things prepped in the fridge to put in the oven. Please and thank you.”
“I’ll do it, but you owe me hoe and I want details. I also expect a girl’s night. Don’t get no man and start forgetting your girls.”
I could hear her moving around the room, preparing to head to the bakery. Before I could respond, I glanced up to see Duke walking downstairs in a pair of gray sweatpants that left nothing to the imagination. I hope he knew he was going back upstairs to change.
“Now you already know. Thank you so much!”
Duke walked up behind me and slipped his hand beneath the shirt he’d loaned me. Then placed his hand in between my thighs to spread my legs. I bit my lower lip as he played with my pussy, then strummed my clit with the tip of his thumb.
“Oookay, I’ll see you in a second.” I quickly said.
“Bitch—” Jessa started before I hung up.
I gripped the counter as he continued strumming my clit. I moaned as the pressure built steadily. It felt so good I was practically on the tips of my toes, trying to get away from his fingers.
Before I could reach my peak, he lifted my leg onto the counter. Then dragged his thick head between my wet folds before plunging into me. My breath was locked in place as he slowly went deeper. Then wrapped his hand around my throat while placing kisses along the length of my neck.
He stroked me slowly.
Allowing the sounds of our bodies meeting in an unhurried fashion to do all the talking.
“Damn, Sweets you didn’t tell me how pretty this pussy was. Shit, you didn’t tell me I wouldn’t want to be anyplace else. You hear how she keeps begging me to punish her? You want me to beat it, Sweets?” he groaned against my ear.
His voice was only making my pussy wetter. I could feel my essence sliding down the insides of my thighs.
“Please.” I moaned.
That was all the influence he needed. The strokes he delivered left my legs weak. He continued to fuck me through my orgasm until he was soon following me.
