“Tunk, you don’t mind if we hang out for a little bit longer with the girls, do you?” Oakley asked as soon as she made her way over to me. “They said I can get a sneak peek at rehearsals.”
She was only supposed to pop in and out today, with a full day tomorrow. I had plans to spend my afternoon with the family, but suddenly all I wanted to do was torture myself and stay in her presence a little bit longer, even if Lourdè had yet to look at me again.
The same Johnni I’d just moved my schedule around for with the hopes of seeing her.
I took this as my sign that she was for me.
Her husband might disagree with that shit, fool. Fuck!
I at least wanted a minute alone just to see and smell her again.
“Naw, you cool. Just let me know when you’re ready. I’m going to check on the guys though. If you need me, I’m right outside this room.” That was a damn lie. Dunk and Kenny were cool; they ain’t need shit.
I wanted a minute alone with Lourdè and hoped seeing me leaving the room was enough for her ass to get the fuck up and follow me.
I needed to see my damn woman.
Two days around each other was a lot of time for us to spend together, and if she thought the place would keep me away from her, she thought the fuck wrong.
“Okay, thank you.” I waited until Oakley walked away, looking into the crowd of ladies, doing the same thing Johnni had done to me, staring hard as hell as I began to walk out of the room.
I smirked as Lourdè tried hard as hell not to look, but I caught that quick shift in her eyes.
Once I was out of the room, I walked away from the ballroom and the pageant around the corner. I knew she wouldn’t talk to me out in the open.
I waited for a few minutes, almost saying fuck it until I heard the click clack of her heels, letting me know she was coming. Each step got louder the closer she got.
Yes, I assumed it was Lourdè, but the steady thump in my balls told me it was her.
Call me crazy, but I swore I could feel her presence in those clicks and clacks.
Her scent hit the air before she bent the corner. But as soon as Lourdè did, I snatched her ass the fuck up, pulling her into an empty conference room.
“Courtland!” Lourdè yelped as I pushed myself into her, attempting to kill the space between us.
“More secrets, Lou. What’s next, you work for the mob?” I joked while pushing her more into the room until she was on the conference table.
Lourdè’s eyes rolled the second her back connected with the table.
Her gasp was sharp as I moved her panties to the side, coming in contact with the swollen clit I missed flicking on my tongue. My fingers went lower, diving into her soaking wet walls, with Johnni’s breathing picking up.
As tempted as I was to continue my pursuit, I moved my drenched fingers back to her clit, causing Johnni to moan. I smirked as I kissed the spot near her ear, speaking again.
“No, Chief, this is work,” she pleaded while I assaulted her pussy, catching the low, humming sound coming from her. It was sexy as fuck and had me sucking her neck, speaking heavy into her ear again.
“Work, huh? Why didn’t you tell me about you doing pageants then?”
“I didn’t want you to come.” I chuckled, knowing she was serious, adding another finger.
“Y-yes. Please don’t stop.”
“I shouldn’t give you a damn thing. You lied but I’ma let you have this one. Cum for me.”
Lourdè’s moans increased as she tossed her arms around my neck, holding on as I helped her relax. I didn’t know what it was like working under pressure in a competitive league, but I understood that a clear mind was necessary to do anything with a hundred percent confidence.
“Okay…okay.” I went back to kissing her neck until I moved to lean directly over her, watching as her beautiful face held tighteyes and a slightly opened mouth that I devoured. My tongue slipped in first, going for hers, tangling it with mine.
The new minty sweet taste of Lourdè was moving up on the list of best things I had ever had the pleasure of having on my tastebuds. Her sweet pussy was number one.
