Chapter 10 Sadia
Around four in the morning, my bladder wakes me from a dream, sending me to the bathroom. My eyes connect with Chance’s sleeping form, and my body heats all over. My eyes take in every exposed piece of him, before I note the tent in the sheet.
Repay the favor, bitch. He’s begging for it. Look at him.
Those words of encouragement have me damn near jogging to the bathroom to pee.
It takes me less than five minutes to pee, wash my hands, and get back into bed.
With cat-like movements, I ease the sheet off Chance and glide his dick in my mouth.
I mean, who am I to turn down a challenge?
On the second stroke of my tongue, Chance’s eyes pop open.
“Shit!” He groans, and his hands grip my head as I suction his dick in my mouth.
“Mm.” I moan as my treasure juices and thumps.
I come up for air before I kiss the slit in his dick and tug on his balls.
To my pleasure, Chance is now fully awake and in the moment with me.
I smile devilishly before I inhale his dick until it hits the back of my throat.
My eyes flutter closed as I treat his dick like it’s my favorite popsicle.
I bob up and down as Chance grunts and groans like a wounded cat.
Saliva slides out of the sides of my mouth as I get lost in the pleasure of pleasing Chance.
“Gotdamn, Dia.” Chance grunts as he grips my head tight and almost painfully.
But I’m too caught up in our joint enjoyment to slow my mouth or complain.
I take small breaths as my mouth and jaw work in tandem as Chance pumps his hips.
The action excites me and causes me to deepen my suction before I pick up speed.
I hear Chance’s toes cracking like wood in a fire before he releases my head and then jerks me off his dick.
“I wasn’t done.” I frown.
Chance smirks before he picks me up and slides me down onto his saliva-drenched dick.
“Neither am I. Ride me, Dia.”
He slaps my ass as I nod before I bounce on his dick like a cowgirl at the rodeo. I close my eyes and bite my lip as Chance thrusts into me. My hands grip his bare and sweaty chest as euphoria fills me.
“Ooh, Ch-Chance.” I moan when he hits my G-spot with purpose and precision. “Just like . . .” My words get lost in translation when my release rushes to the surface faster than I expected. “Shit. I’m-I’m cumm—” My mouth freezes on the m as my body convulses out of control.
My release must force Chance’s, as he grunts, growls, and cusses wildly as spots dance in front of my eyes. “Fucckkkk!”
My body falls onto Chance’s chest as the fast tempo of Chance’s heart echoes in my mind, and he wraps his arms around me.
“Damn.” Chance pants.
Words fail me as I lie unmovable for countless seconds, and before I know it, I’m back in dreamland with a smile. I’m not sure how long I’m asleep before I feel hands rubbing up and down my back. My eyes slowly peel open as I connect with Chance’s dark brown eyes, which convey love and admiration.
“As much as I’m enjoying having you in this position, if we don’t move soon, neither of us will be able to leave this room or bed.” The huskiness within his words and the subtle jerk of his dick cause me to moan.
“Mm.”
“Say the word, and I’m down for whatever.”
Stay in this room with Chance or entertain his group of friends? Hm. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, which option will result in less interactions with his foe?
“How about we spend the morning here getting more acquainted and the rest of the day outside of the room doing things we want to do?”
Last night and this morning sealed the deal between Chance and me, so it’s time we find out who we will be after the dust settles.
We’ll still have to move around his friends, but I honestly don’t have to spend another minute with them if it means having Chance all to myself. Blame it on the nut he planted in my—
“Oh my God! We didn’t use a condom, Chance. I don’t know . . . you don’t know if I’m clean. How did we cross that line without precautions in place?”
A low chuckle from Chance vibrates through my body as humor fills his eyes.
“Is there something you’re trying to tell me, Sadia?”
“What? No. I can’t even remember the last time I’ve had sex. But, clearly, you’ve been around the world a time or two from the shots that lady keeps trying to throw toward me.”
Chance chuckles again as a smirk slides into place.
“That’s why your pussy responded to my dick so well.
Good girl.” Chance taps my butt, and my treasure purrs.
“On another note, there’s not a woman alive who can tell you I’ve slid into her pussy without a glove.
So, we’re good. Let’s go shower and handle our morning hygiene before halitosis knocks us both out again. ”
My eyes stretch, and I cover my mouth because I got lost in the conversation and forgot all about my morning breath.
Chance and I are in the shower not even ten minutes later as the water cascades down my body.
Between the heat from the water and Chance’s strong magnetism behind me, I feel like I’m in the best of both worlds.
Chance’s arms surround me in a loving, protective embrace, leaning me against his body as he holds me in place.
His head is on the side of my neck, and for countless seconds, all I do is bask in the moment.
At the start of this arrangement, I would never have imagined being here. But now, all I want is to stay here. This is the place where fantasy has blended with what has now become reality.
“Do you have any doubts about jumping into something real with me?”
My eyes peel open at the sound of Chance’s voice as it bounces around the shower walls. I take a minute to process and consider his words before I give the answer I feel deep in my heart.
“No. Can I be honest?”
“Always.”
“I’ve had a crush on you since the day you walked into Sips of D’Essence, my first day there.”
Chance’s arms tighten around me as he kisses my neck, and I fight the moan that enters the back of my throat.
“That makes two of us.”
I jump into his arms and turn to face him because I need to see his eyes. There’s no way Chance and I have been having the same feelings for each other. Our eyes meet, and sincerity and confirmation ring within Chance’s gaze.
“What do you mean?”
“I haven’t been a frequent visitor for the caffeine alone. Your laughter alone could fuel my day. I’ve been wanting an opportunity to shoot my shot.”
My mouth opens and closes several times, and only the sound of water fills the space.
I had no idea Chance was feeling me, so I don’t know how to process this.
Sure, I liked what I saw when he breezed through the coffee shop every morning.
But I never thought it was because he was attracted to me.
My eyes blink quickly when Chance’s lips lightly touch mine.
His soft lips are gentle and tender, and it feels like I’m breathing for the first time.
“Breathe, baby.” Chance whispers against my lips as my heart rate increases.
I take a few breaths as Chance and I engage in a steady, firm, and intense stare down.
“That’s my girl. We could go back and forth about the logistics of our attraction, but the truth is, it doesn’t matter. The only thing that counts is how we’re going to grow from here.”
“Okay. I’m with you.”
“Damn right, you are. If you think you could drop your good pussy on me and leave, then you’re not as smart as I know you are.”
I laugh and shake my head. “I don’t know whether to be insulted or validated.”
Chance shrugs before he kisses me again and proceeds to add my bodywash to my loofah. I get my answer when Chance runs the loofah over my left breast before he goes through the motions of cleaning my body.
Validated for two hundred, girl.
My treasure juices like a pineapple when Chance squats to clean in between my legs. Either the angle of his head or the gentle caress of his hand, as it slides between my folds, excites me.
Good God Almighty!
“Later.”
My knees buckle as my body falls forward when Chance taps my treasure twice, and a strangled moan slips from my lips. “Mm.” We have to get out of this shower, or I’m going to throw my leg up on this tile and shamelessly beg Chance to take me.
Thankfully, Chance’s willpower is better than mine because we’re out of the shower within fifteen minutes.
It was a struggle for me to watch him clean his body, and I had to stand in the corner with my eyes closed until Chance helped me out of the shower.
Brushing our teeth and getting dressed went without incident.
But I canceled the plans to stay in the room because Chance and I need to establish more than just a sexual connection.
“We missed the sunrise, but this is nice.” My feet sink into the sand as Chance and I walk hand in hand on the beach.
Unlike our sunrise excursion, people are scattered around the area as the beach is full of visitors. The sun’s rays make it easy for me to be barefoot as Chance holds my hand in one hand and my sandals in the other.
“Tell me something about you I should know as your man.”
“You should know that I’m an only child whose father has never given me an example of stability in a relationship with the opposite sex.
But it’s something I want to experience.
I have been single for years with no thought about dating seriously, because no one has come along to show me why I should. ”
“I could say the same thing, which is why my friends have seen me with random women and not a single commitment to anyone in particular. But for the first time, I see something different in you. My attraction for you has never been sexual. Something about you has been speaking to an unexplored place in me.”
Wow.
The wonder with the single word that echoes in my mind causes me to lightly squeeze Chance’s hand as we continue to walk along the beach.
“Okay. What led you to dealing with women on a temporary basis?”
“I come from a two-parent household, and while most find it great, I found it to be like some social media couples, goals on the outside but blah on the inside. My parents have never shown me a love that wasn’t built on principles and obligation. It left me determined not to marry for convenience.”
My brows hike as I stop walking so I can look him in the eyes. “But this began out of convenience, so how is that any different?”
“What seemed like a convenient arrangement for you was actually the perfect opportunity for me. You were never a split-second decision for me. I always had you in mind.”
My heart skips a beat, and my eyes flutter as I take in the totality of Chance’s statements. My chest expands the longer my and Chance’s eyes war in a silent discussion that spikes my blood pressure.
“So if you’ve never seen love in its fullest capacity, how do you know you can fall into it with someone?”
“Let me clarify so there’s no misunderstanding between us.”
I hang onto Chance’s words as my breath becomes slower, and perspiration forms under my arms, not caused by the outside temperature.
“While I have dated without interest in commitment, I have always desired someone to fall in love with. But I’ve been looking for a woman who I can grow with who isn’t interested in serving me while neglecting herself.
I want a wife whose success isn’t tied to ironing my clothes and having a hot meal on the table when I get home each day. ”
“Oh, so you want—I’m sorry. I thought that being a wife also included those things. I—” My words are cut off when Chance’s eyes stare intently into me.
“I don’t want a domesticated maid. I want a partner. Hell, I know how to cook, clean, and iron clothes. My wife and I can share the load of our household.”
Well, damn. What can I say to that?
I nod, squeeze his hand gently, and continue walking as I contemplate what I can possibly add to such a bold stance on marriage.
Dad is another self-sufficient man who has consistently refused to let me shoulder the household duties alone.
I never thought I would meet a man with traits similar to his.
But here comes Chance with Dad's mentality, who also desires commitment.
Maybe, just maybe, this setup will truly work out in my favor.