Good fucking question, asshole. Men before you have worked hard to chase me, so why am I trying to convince you to give me a chance?
“There’s a difference between us?—”
“Thank God for that,” he says before I can consider my words or continue with my train of thought.
“What I meant is that you’re more experienced than I am. You’ve lived and walked on the wild side. All I’ve had is the wonderment of what that’s like. I’m intrigued by you, and I’m not ready to let that go without a fight.”
“That shit just made my dick hard.”
Righteous’s words cause my legs to cross at the ankles as my eyes blink slowly like I’m dizzy.
“Do you have desires of finding out more than how I can provide you with a walk on the wild side, Jariyah?”
My name rolls off his tongue like caramel on a candy apple in the last stages of preparation. I subconsciously nod as my pearl purrs in agreement and anticipation.
“Once you’ve been with me, you will forget about anyone who’s had the opportunity before me.” Righteous’s words are gentle and drip with seduction as well as a guarantee.
“Wh-what if I’m not any good? I mean, what if you don’t enjoy sex with me?”
Righteous stares at me indulgently while I express the sudden fears his words incite.
“There’s only one way to find out. You interested?”
Oh my God! Do I want to have sex with this man?
Hell yeah, girl. Surrender. I have a feeling you won’t regret it.
“I am.”
My two-word reply is breathy as my heart beats heavily in my chest. Righteous nods before he pushes the chair away from the desk and stands. His massive frame, hidden beneath all-black attire, makes my pulse race. My mind stalls and falls into a fog when Righteous connects our hands and leads us out of the office. Instead of going toward the front, he makes a right and heads out of the back exit of the diner. My steps and actions are robotic as I climb onto the back of his motorcycle, and we leave the lot minutes later with his engine roaring. Time is lost on me as the unknown ride leads me to Righteous’s home and then his bedroom.
My boldness becomes heightened when Righteous pulls his shirt over his head. The image of his beard soaked in my juices reappears which instantly erases my fog. I unsnap my bra, without a thought to where it lands. My breasts sway, and my nipples pebble instantly from the air hitting them. Righteousand I disrobe without words, and I shiver when his eyes darken with need and desire. Righteous takes me gently by the hand as we climb onto the bed, instantly ruffling the blankets.
“Mhm. Clothes or no clothes, you’re a sexy mothafucka, Jariyah,” Righteous says. He grips the impressive tool between his legs while watching me intently.
The thick, veiny, and caramel sledgehammer between his legs causes my juices to moisten my outer lips. My core thumps and matches the beat that dances in my chest.
“Wait,” I say when Righteous pulls my body to him without allowing me to say or do anything.
“Fuck waiting, Jariyah,” Righteous says before he kisses me.
Unlike our first kiss, this one is hard and punishing which causes a heady sensation to flow throughout my body.
“Sit on my face, Jariyah,” Righteous says, lying back on the bed after breaking our kiss.
My brain short-circuits momentarily from the hard, husky edge in Righteous’s statement, and I freeze when Righteous’s eyes penetrate me.
“Climb on so I can make your pussy fall in love with a nigga.”
With shaky legs and a raging heart, I do as I’m told, allowing Righteous to assist me over his awaiting face. I fall forward when Righteous’s tongue swipes over my pussy, causing him to grip my thighs to hold me in place.
“Mm,” I say when Righteous sucks my pearl into his mouth and swipes his tongue back and forth.
Spots form in front of my eyes at the intense feeling coursing through me as Righteous continues eating my pussy.
“Oh my God,” I moan when Righteous bites my inner thigh before smoothing the sting with his tongue.
“Get outta your head, Jariyah. Rub this pretty mothafucka over my mouth until your juices coat my beard.”
