7. Saniyah
Saniyah
Isat, curled up on my couch, with my mind running a million miles an hour.
It was Tuesday night, and I was supposed to be walking into work the next morning.
However, every time I thought about that dinner party and the many bullets that could have ended my life, I wasn’t sure if I could even go back.
My phone rang, snapping me from my thoughts.
Grabbing it from my table, I saw it was Nazuri and answered it.
“Bitch, check your IG and watch the video I sent you,” she yelled into the phone.
I placed the phone on speaker as I went to my DMs and clicked on the video.
It was an apartment building that I recognized, so I knew it was in the city.
Then, out of nowhere, it exploded, and flames were everywhere.
The video then cut to a news clip of a reporter stating that the police were still investigating.
“Damn, that’s so sad. I didn’t even hear about this,” I replied, still watching the screen.
“Bitch, I was just there Friday night doin’ a party, and the very next night, the whole fucking building exploded. I heard one of Detroit’s heavy hittas and his crew was in that explosion. In fact, the party that I did Friday night was for some of his people.”
“Damn, really? Who was he?” I asked.
“Derrick Lawson,” Nazuri replied.
My mouth dropped open when I heard the name because it was one that I would never forget.
That’s who hosted that dinner party, I thought.
Did Kadeem and Crue have something to do with this?
Just the thought of them blowing up an entire building for me had my pussy throbbing.
As much as I wanted to tell Nazuri what was going on, I knew I couldn’t.
The NDA I had signed kept me from telling any company business.
“I’m so glad you wasn’t caught up in that shit. You gotta be careful who you’re around. You never know what muthafuckas into these days,” I replied.
“Yeah, this shit scared me so bad, I think I’ma stop doing private parties. Anyway, how’s the job coming? You lock one of them fine ass bosses down yet?”
“Girl, no. I can’t do that shit. I’m not trying to have it awkward in the office.”
“Bitch, you know how many secretaries fucking they boss right now? Girl, this yo’ time to shine.”
I burst out into laughter as I continued to listen to Nazuri tell me how I needed to be popping my pussy on one of them.
Little did she know, I wasn’t totally against it.
While Kadeem was cool and laidback, Crue was dark and mysterious, and I was intrigued by both.
We sat on the phone for about thirty more minutes before it was time for me to get ready for bed.
Tomorrow was my first day back to work, and I wanted to get my full eight hours.
It was a hot night in Detroit, especially for it to only be May, and although my window was open, it wasn’t doing anything for the heat.
I made a mental note to get an air conditioner with my next check.
Rolling over, I saw it was eleven-thirty.
I knew I should have been sleep, but the heat was causing me to sweat, and there was no way I would be able to sleep like that.
Getting out of bed, I walked into the bathroom to shower, hoping it would help me cool off.
When I was done, I walked back into my bedroom, opening my nightstand drawer as I sat in the bed.
I pulled out my vibrator. Now, the combination of this and my shower was certain to put me to sleep.
I unraveled the towel and tossed it on the chair in my room before lying back in bed.
I opened my legs wide and turned on the vibrator before placing it on my clit.
I moaned softly when it made contact, the vibrations adding layers of pleasure.
My mind drifted to Kadeem’s strong hands and how they would feel touching my body.
I used one hand and started slowly rubbing up my thigh and stomach, pretending my hands were his.
I gently cupped one of my breasts as I pressed the vibrator down on my clit.
“Kadeem,” I moaned out softly.
I thought about how it would feel to have him really here touching me, licking me, and fucking me.
My pussy was getting wetter and wetter with each passing second.
The buzzing of the vibrator filled the room, while thoughts of Kadeem filled my mind.
However, when I turned the vibrator to the max speed and switched my thoughts to Crue, I lost it.
My moans grew louder before I could even control them, and my legs opened wider.
My back arched off the bed slightly, and I bit my bottom lip as I came so hard a tear ran down my cheek.
When I was done, I put the vibrator back in my nightstand drawer and rolled over to a peaceful sleep.
The next morning, I was up before my alarm.
After getting dressed, I went to the kitchen and made myself a breakfast of oatmeal and toast. I thought I was going to be nervous about going back, but instead, I was eager.
As scared as I was at that dinner party, I was equally as turned on.
The dangerous side of them both intrigued me, and if they were willing to blow up a building for me, I could damn sure go back to work.
When I arrived at the office, I went directly to my desk.
With me being off the past two days, I knew I would have a lot to catch up on.
I took my seat, placing my purse under my desk, before starting my computer.
There were several stacks of folders on my desk, and I knew they all needed to be put into the system.
Around nine-thirty, Kadeem walked into the office and came over to me.
“Good morning, Saniyah. It’s nice to have you back. How are you feeling today?”
“Thanks, Kadeem. It’s nice to be back, and I’m feeling great. Thank you for asking.”
“Of course. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to let me know.”
I smiled and thanked him before he walked off.
Kadeem looked good once again today in a dark gray suit that fit like it was made just for him.
I wasn’t sure of the type of cologne he wore, but it smelled amazing and left a scent bubble after he’d left the area.
I hadn’t seen Crue yet, but I knew that I would sometime today.
I chuckled to myself quietly, thinking about how crazy it was to be lusting after both my bosses.
“Bitch, get to work,” I whispered to myself, still laughing on the inside.
I had been sitting at my desk for hours, inputting information from folder to folder, and I hadn’t taken a break since I started.
I looked over at the clock and had to do a double take.
It was almost three in the afternoon, and I hadn’t so much as taken a bathroom break.
I leaned back in my chair, trying to stretch my muscles a bit, then reached over and clicked the answering service onto the phone before standing to my feet.
I headed toward the private bathroom and pushed the door open before letting out a sigh of relief.
This little bathroom had to be my favorite part of the entire building.
And just as Kadeem had told me I could, I’d decorated it.
The walls were already painted a soft cream, and I had added pink and gold accents all around.
It wasn’t too much, yet just enough. I had a picture on three of the four walls and had added gold trim to the mirror.
I also added a few candles for decoration and a diffuser with vanilla and sandalwood oils.
After using the bathroom, I decided it was time for me to get some lunch.
I walked over to my desk, grabbed my purse, and headed toward the elevators.
I stepped into the restaurant and noticed Crue already sitting at a table.
He smiled when we made eye contact, and he gestured for me to come over to him.
He stood to his feet, greeting me as I walked up.
“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 on by 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.