Chapter 7
Kove
“How long you been selling houses?”
“A while, why? You still convinced I’m not good at it? Because if that’s the case, please be advised I sold you one.”
I chuckled as she smiled and lifted the bottle of water she was now drinking at my insistence.
“Nah, you did your thing. I’m just curious.”
And I was…
For the past couple hours, my time had been divided between watching the people around us to make sure nobody was minding our damn business and asking Xiah random shit about her life.
Aside from the fact that she was sexy as hell and I was struggling to remain respectful, Xiah was cool people.
She wasn’t big on sports but she fucked with a lot of the same things I was down with—food, music, and random ass shows I watched.
I now had three of her playlists and shared two of mine with her.
“Two years and guess what I did before that?”
“I have no fucking idea. Just tell me.”
She smiled. “Flight attendant.”
I nodded. “I can see that.”
She scrunched her nose. “You can?”
“Yeah, you got that vibe and shit that would make people feel at ease.”
“You think I have a vibe.” She smiled big as shit.
“Yeah you got a vibe. One that would make me want to lay up under your pretty ass when the last thing I needed to be doing was worrying about a woman who needs more than a few hours of my time and good dick.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Just so raw and unfiltered.”
“Pretty much. No point in entertaining bullshit on either end. I learned early in life to be honest about what I want and what I need so nobody’s feelings get hurt.”
She lifted the water and smiled. “You still hurt feelings.”
“Nah, I don’t. Women know what they get with me.”
She shook her head. “I’m a woman so I will speak on behalf of the estrogen community when I say that a man like you definitely hurts feelings. Most women are just willing to accept the bad to experience the good and you definitely deliver on the good.”
“You’re gonna have to explain that.”
“The confidence in the way you said a few hours of your time and good dick can only be spoken by a man who knows that’s exactly what he brings to the table.
I know men talk cash shit about their dick game on the regular but most of the time we know when it’s just talk and when it’s fact.
You, sir, are speaking facts, and because of that, women let you hurt their feelings.
They just choose not to express that to you because they know you don’t care.
Hence my earlier statement about accepting the bad and hurt feelings with the good, world renowned dick. ”
I laughed, shaking my head. “I’m gonna have to take your word on that because you’re spitting game about some shit I don’t have inside information on.”
“I’m a woman, I know.” She shrugged.
I tapped the screen of my phone to check the time. It was almost three in the morning.
“Let me get you home. It’s late.”
“You want me to leave?” The cute ass expression on her face had my dick standing at attention, prepared to answer on my behalf.
“Nah, I don’t, but that’s probably best for both of us.”
“Probably but me staying with you tonight could also be a good option. I could consider it a staycation. They say the spa here is really nice, and since I just sold my first multi-million dollar house, I should treat myself.”
I nodded, prepared to offer an alternative. “Let me go do something really quick. Stay here, don’t talk to strangers, and don’t fucking move from this spot, aight?”
She frowned. “Where are you going?”
“Don’t worry about all that. I’ll be back. Don’t move.”
“Fine, hurry up, and wash your hands.”
I smirked, shaking my head because she assumed I was going to the bathroom.
That wasn’t my plan. I left the bar, heading straight to the check-in desk.
I requested a suite and asked them to put my card on file to cover the room and anything added via the service desk or concierge.
After she handed over the key, I made my way back to the bar and extended it to Xiah. ”
“What’s that?”
“You got a suite for the night and they have my card on file. Order whatever you want, go to the spa tomorrow, and do your staycation shit.”
“The point of me celebrating was for me to spend a little of the money I earned to treat myself, not spend more of your money.”
“It’s cool. Consider it my good deed for the night. It’s late and I’ve been drinking, so I’m not about to drive you home and I damn sure ain’t putting you in the car with a stranger. I’m assuming your girl is already gone, right?”
She nodded. “Yes but I could have stayed with you. We’re friends, right?”
“Yeah, we are, but I already told you I’m honest about my expectations. And if you stay with me tonight, I’m gonna fuck you.”
Her lids fluttered and her lips parted before she pulled the corner of the bottom one between her teeth. “That look right there is why this is the only option you get. You aren’t ready for what I will do to you, Xi. Come on.”
She dropped her eyes to the key I placed on the bar and lifted before she let me help her off the stool.
I closed out our tab, paid cash with a generous tip, and we headed to the elevators.
Her suite was at the end of the hall on the same floor as mine, so I walked her to the door and waited for her to enter.
As soon as she had the door open, she turned to me, chewing on that damn lip again.
“Thank you for this.”
“Thank you for chilling with me tonight,” I countered.
Neither of us moved. I stood there with my hands in my pockets, waiting, because as much as I wanted to do the right thing, I also wanted to experience everything I knew Xiah had to offer.
Dealing with her was like playing with fire.
A man knew when a woman had the power to make him commit to her and the contract I just signed was thirteen point four million reasons why I needed to walk the fuck away from her and all the things my mind was envisioning doing to her pretty ass.
“Do you want to…”
“Yes, but I’m not going to.”
She frowned slightly. “Why not?”
“Because I don’t need a distraction and that’s exactly what you’ll be.”
“I can also be temporary. I can be just as clear about my intentions as you.”
“Nothing about you is temporary. Any man with sense can see that shit from a mile away.”
“If I’m making the decision to only allow access to me temporarily, then I’m temporary.”
“If I enter that room, I’m going to fuck you, Xiah. You sure you can handle that?”
Her eyes dropped to my dick before she stepped into the suite and pulled the door wider, silently inviting me in. This was about to be a terrible fucking decision on my part but I couldn’t find the sense to tell her no.
The door closed and I slammed my mouth to hers, letting my body pin her against it. Xiah groaned her approval, moved her hands to my sweats, and pushed her fingers past the waistband until they were wrapped around my dick. She stilled for a minute because a nigga was truly blessed.
I pulled back and lowered my eyes to hers. “You wanna change your mind?”
“No…” she rushed out in a breathy tone that had me smiling.
I gripped her neck and angled her mouth toward me before mine was on hers again. I groaned while she caressed and stroked my dick to life while my tongue tangled with hers.
“I’mma need you out that dress.”
“Fine, but you better not disappoint.”
I smirked and yanked at my beard.
“My dick has never been a disappointment and it’s not about to start now. Take that shit off.”
She nodded and pushed me back so she had enough space to remove it.
By the time it hit the floor, leaving her in just a pair of silk panties, I knew I was in trouble.
She only had a small dip in her waist above the curve of her hips but she was thick enough to have my dick swelling more.
Her breasts were heavy and round and them nipples had my mouth watering because I wanted to suck on them shits.
“Those need to go too.” I motioned to her panties and she smiled, pushing them over her hips and down her thighs.
When she purposely turned her back to me, spread her legs, and bent over to unbuckle the straps of her heels, I brushed a hand down my face, trying to calm the urgency building in me to fuck her before I tasted her pussy.
A pussy fully on display and already glistening for me.
After Xiah stepped out of her shoes, I walked over to her and moved my hand over her ass. “Stay like that and grab your ankles.”
She did as I asked and I let my fingers glide between her legs, the tips easing between her glistening lips.
“I’m going to eat your beautiful ass pussy then I want my dick in your mouth. You cool with that?”
“Yes.”
I kneeled and spread her cheeks and began with soft kisses inside her thighs. She arched her back and squirmed.
“You said my pussy, not my thighs. That was a misrepresentation.”
I smiled and placed a kiss to her slit before I allowed my tongue to move across the full length of her. I smirked when I was gifted a moan of approval that let me know she appreciated the effort.
“How’s this?”
“Better but still not what you promised.”
I chuckled and stopped wasting my time and hers. The thought of Xiah cumming while praising my name had my dick unbearably hard. I latched onto her clit and spread her cheeks more, sucking hard before flattening my tongue.
After a few more passes, I opened my mouth wide, covering her completely.
I flicked her clit and teased her opening.
Eventually, I pushed inside and fucked her with my tongue while she ground against my face.
I matched her intensity, devouring Xiah without reprieve before slowly introducing my fingers.
In no time at all, my face was saturated and she was clamping down on my fingers.
The soft whimpers mixed with guttural moans were so fucking beautiful, just like this pussy. I enjoyed both until she came and tried to get away from me. I dug my fingers into her thighs to hold her steady while continuing my assault with Xiah pleading for me to let up.
“Kove, wait, give me a…”
“Nah baby, you let me in so this is all mine. You said I better not disappoint and I promised you I wouldn’t. I’m a man of my word. Give me one more, Xi.”
I buried my face again.
After I finished eating her pussy, we ended up in the bedroom with me at the foot of the bed and Xiah on her knees, stroking my dick.
She leaned forward and sucked me into her mouth.
I watched as she slowly worked her way down then back up.
She barely made it to the midway point but I gave her time to get adjusted.
“I need you deeper, Xiah. Relax your jaw so you can take more.”
She lifted her eyes to me and smiled, doing exactly as I asked. I groaned when I made contact with the back of her throat. She wrapped her fingers around the base, fisting me tightly while gliding back and forth, taking me a little deeper each time.
“Shit, baby, suck that shit.” I dropped my hand to her head and curled my fingers into her hair, fisting enough to make her moan around my dick.
I could feel every movement of her throat and swipe of her tongue, which had me fucking her face, using the grip of her hair to guide her motions.
She took that shit like a champ. Lips spread wide, drool dropping from the corner while she occasionally lifted her eyes in search of praise I gladly handed over.
“Do that shit, Xiah. So fucking beautiful. You gon’ let me cum down your throat.”
She smiled then hollowed her cheeks, sucking me with a new motivation and gotdamn…
A few seconds later, I spilled down her throat, holding her head in place while my dick reached as far as it could.
When I slipped from her mouth, I retrieved a condom and quickly covered my dick.
As soon as I was hovering over her body, Xiah wrapped around my waist, locking me in.
The minute my dick pushed into her wet gushy pussy, I had a singular focus.
Making her cum on this muthafucker…
I fucked Xiah within an inch of her life then slow stroked her to a place of peace.
When her first orgasm hit, I slipped one arm under her thigh and lifted her leg as high as her flexibility would allow and fucked her mouth with my tongue while my dick did rounds in her pussy.
It was messy, nasty, and damn sure different than I was used to.
Xiah matched my rhythm, no matter how rough I got, and when I slowed it down to savor the moment, her hands were at the back of my neck, bringing my mouth to hers.
The vibe fucked my head up because this damn sure wasn’t the kind of sex you had with a stranger.
This was the type of energy you shared with somebody you had history with.
The kind of sex that was born from a reason to please them other than chasing a nut.
For reasons I chose not to explore at the moment, I was cool with having this connection with her.
This was the type of shit that got niggas caught up…
She came twice before I worked my way toward my own release. I could have easily stayed in her for a couple more rounds but Xiah’s eyes were hazy. She was blinking lazily, fighting the consequences of the liquor in her system paired with the aftermath of my dick.
As selfish as I wanted to be, I eased out of her, accepting two very important facts. This damn sure wasn’t a one and done and I had to figure out how to avoid fucking up my career and whatever the fuck I was doing with this woman.
Because this was definitely the beginning of something…