“Hey, Saniyah. Kadeem told me you were back. I was going to come see you, but I’ve been so busy today. How are you feeling?”
“Yeah, I’ve been busy too. I had a lot to catch up on today. But I’m good.”
The waitress walked over and brought lemon water to the table. I already knew what I wanted, so I gave her my order while she was there, and she walked off to place it. The moment she was out of earshot, Crue leaned in, keeping his voice low so that only I heard him.
“I just wanted you to know that you don’t have anything to worry about. Kadeem and I handled that lil’ situation we had.”
I looked at him, and before I could say anything, he nodded his head.
“Yeah, that situation. That shit dead, literally. I hate that we put you in that position, so we had to make it right.”
I just nodded my head slowly because I already knew exactly what they’d done. I knew I wasn’t supposed to be turned onby that, but I was. Blowing up a high-rise was crazy, yet it was the most romantic thing anyone had ever done for me. In my imagination, I was already jumping on his dick and making him tell them hoes we go together. I knew that tonight, I was going to play with myself twice and give them both the best imaginary sex they’d had in their lives. I chuckled to myself at how silly the thought was.
We sat there, chatting over lunch, until it was time for us to get back to work. It was a little after five, and Crue had informed me that he was going to wrap things up so that he could head home. However, I knew I still had a few more things to do and would be in the office til at least seven. I didn’t tell Crue that I was staying late, knowing that if I had, he would have tried to force me to leave instead of allowing me to finish my work like I wanted to. If there was one thing I hated, it was work being left over from the day before. So, I always finished everything before I left.
Taking a seat at my desk, I got back to work. It was already after five, and the office was closed, so I kept the answering service on as I worked. I had about three more folders to go through, which wasn’t as much as I thought, so I knew I could breeze through them. When I finally got to the last folder, there was a little yellow sticky note from Crue, asking me to leave the folder on his desk when I was done putting the information into the system.
CHAPTER 8
Crue
Isat in my office, eyes glued to my computer, as my fingers tapped the keys on the keyboard. I thought that I was done with work until I walked back into my office and had several alerts on my computer. The day had already been long, and I was more than frustrated, but it had to be done. I heard the knock on my door, but before I could even answer, it opened, and Kadeem walked in, closing it behind him.
“I thought you were still here.” He spoke low as he walked toward me. “You good?”
“Yeah, today has just been a little stressful. I was about to leave, but work seems to never stop.”
“You look like you stressed out. You know,” Kadeem paused for a moment and licked his lips, “I can help you release some of that stress.”
I looked at him and knew exactly what that meant. “Oh, you got somebody for us?”
“Not exactly. I mean, you stressed out, I’m here, and so is my mouth. One time won’t hurt.”
I thought for a moment. Until now, Kadeem and I had only fucked each other when a woman was present. However, my dick jumped at the thought. It was the freak in me that wouldn’tjust allow Kadeem to walk away without taking him up on his offer. So, I nodded my head before telling him to close the blinds.
“I’ll close them, but everyone has already went home for the day anyway,” Kadeem informed.
I unzipped my pants, pulling out my manhood and stroking it to full hardness. When all the blinds had been closed, Kadeem removed his suit jacket and tossed it on a chair before loosening his tie and taking that off as well. He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt before getting down on his knees in front of me. He removed my shoes then slid my pants and boxers off, leaving me naked from the waist down. My dick was hard as hell, and maybe Kadeem was right. This was exactly what I needed. Gripping my dick with one hand, he spit on the tip before taking it into his mouth.
His wet mouth wrapped around me, and I moaned low as I let my head fall back in pleasure. I placed my hand on the back of his head, not guiding because Kadeem didn’t need that shit. He knew exactly how to suck a dick. It was more so me holding him there, not wanting him to take his mouth off of me. He slurped and sucked, allowing his spit to run down my dick, and I hissed.
“Fuck, this shit feels so good. Don’t stop.” I bit my bottom lip as he continued.
He slid his mouth up to the head of my dick then looked up at me as he swirled his tongue around it. “I just want to help you relax.”
Kadeem kissed the head of my dick then trailed his tongue all the way down the backside of my shaft until he reached my balls. He licked and sucked them, humming so that I could feel the vibrations. I scooted down in the chair and opened my legs wider as I tapped my dick on his forehead.
“Put yo’ tongue in my ass,” I ordered, and he obliged.
Kadeem moved lower, his tongue teasing my hole, before completely diving in. Each lick sent shockwaves through my body as I held his head there. This shit was feeling so good that I didn’t want him to stop.
“That’s right, Kadeem, eat that shit. Get that shit wet, just like that.” My voice was low and full of lust as I enjoyed every minute of getting ate out by Kadeem.
I gasped when Kadeem replaced his tongue with two fingers, pushing them deep inside me. I bit my lip as his fingers found my prostate. It was called the male G-spot for a reason, and if niggas knew how good this shit really felt, more straight men would be open to it. He wrapped his lips around my dick again, and his mouth was even wetter than before.
“You tryna make this muthafucka nut? Because that’s what’s gon’ happen if you keep doing this shit. Where you want me to cum?” I asked, looking down at him.
He took my dick out his mouth but continued to finger my ass as he spoke. “In my mouth. I want to taste it,” he whispered before placing my dick back into his mouth.
