Chapter 14 Duke
When I brought Solana back to my place, I never expected her to tell me the shit she did. Now I couldn’t fault her for being so damn secretive. I finally understood what it meant to judge a book by its cover. I’d said it to her so many times… only to realize I’d done the same thing.
I could tell she was holding back on something, but I couldn’t put my finger on what it was exactly. I damn sure wouldn’t have picked this shit.
I looked down at her sleeping form. She’d fallen asleep not long after telling me everything. I loved how normal this felt… it was one of the reasons I had this house built.
I leaned forward a bit and lifted Solana from where we had been relaxing on the chair.
I carried her inside and down the hallway, then upstairs to my bedroom.
I placed her in the center of my bed, then grabbed one of the many throw blankets my grandma insisted I needed.
I placed it over her and jogged back downstairs to turn off the fire pit.
Once I was back inside, I walked into the kitchen, and grabbed my phone from the countertop to see a few missed calls from Juelz. So I called him back to see what the fuck was going on.
“Damn. I’ve been calling you all night!” Juelz exclaimed.
“Man, it better be good. I’m busy.”
Juelz chuckled. “You finally got bakery girl to give you some attention.”
I chuckled. “See, that’s your problem. Worried about the wrong shit, getting her attention was never the problem. Now what do you need? I’m trying to go lay up with my girl.”
“Man, I heard about what went down at the club tonight. Rafe talking big shit in the streets. We gone need to speed up that trip to see the Crown. Soon like tomorrow.”
“Fuck. What he talking about?”
“I heard he plans to burn the club down as soon as he gets a moment. When I heard that, I secured the situation,” he replied.
I looked off in frustration. But, If I was being real, Rafe had been calling for the wrong attention and that was fine with me. I was cool with handling the situation with a swiftness. We had a few channels we had to go through to get shit done.
“Aight. Make the call, I’m sure my lady would like to take a little trip.”
“Yeah, I’m sure.” Juelz added, hating.
I laughed because I was more than certain he was still chasing down her homegirl and she probably wasn’t paying his ass no attention.
“Be safe. I’ll get with you tomorrow.”
“Cool. Be safe.”
I hung up and locked up my spot. Once everything was done, I headed upstairs to lay with Solana. The moment I walked into the room, she was standing there—right in the middle of it—without a stitch of clothes on.
I ran my tongue over my bottom lip as I took her in from top to bottom. I couldn’t help it but to smile at my gift. Her hips swayed subtly as she walked over to me.
“Your highness, how can I show you my appreciation?” she asked.
Her lids were low, eyes filled with a need that I had no choice but to answer. I wanted to reach out and cup her breast into the palms of my hands. But, all good things come to those who wait. This was her game, and I wanted her to feel in control of how this night would go.
“I’m sure I could think of a few ways. But I’m open to suggestions.” I groaned as she reached forward and unbuttoned my pants.
I couldn’t help but lean in, brushing a kiss against her neck. I kept my hands locked behind my back, giving her all the control. I was hers to do with as she pleased.
She pulled my zipper down slowly, then dropped to her knees. She freed my length from my briefs and her eyes widened. I knew I was bigger than average, but I was more than confident she could handle this muthafucka’ better than anyone else.
Her pretty brown eyes glanced up at me with glee as she leaned forward, then traced her tongue along the length of my dick.
My toes curled in my socks. She reached up and stroked my dick with one hand before tapping the head against her pretty pink bow lips.
Spreading a bit of pre-cum against her lips like it was her own brand of lips gloss.
“Mmm, is this what they meant when they spoke of a royal sector?”
I smirked down at her and wrapped my right hand around her neck, rubbing circles. She went back in deep throating my dick, then pulling back, only to pull me back in. Her jaws tightened every now and again, repeating the motion over and over, as spit slipped down the sides of her mouth.
I knew I’d fucked up the second I closed my eyes. They opened right back up when the feeling took over.
“It’s coming, where do you want it?” I asked.
She tapped her throat a few times and went harder. Jerking and sucking all in one motion until I exploded. She hummed as if she was trying to sing against my shit.
“Sweets, anybody ever taught you not to talk while your mouth is full?” I asked, while tapping the side of her cheek.
She released the hold on my dick, then opened her mouth to show me she hadn’t wasted a single drop. Only causing my shit to brick up again. I lifted her from floor and wrapped her legs around my neck. I made sure her pussy was aligned with my mouth, so she didn’t have anywhere to run.
My hands were ravenous as I gripped her ass with both hands. Not wasting a second, I placed a kiss against her pearl.
“Don’t play with her. She’s a big girl.” She told me with a drunk expression.
I bit her inner thigh with a smirk. “Is that right?”
Not giving her a chance to respond, I went in, sucking her pearl into my mouth.
I ate like a man who hadn’t had shit to eat or drink for weeks.
I wanted whatever she could give me. It didn’t help that she was just as sweet as her nickname suggested.
It was like her essence came straight from a sugar factory.
If she kept fucking around, she was going to turn into my own personal addiction. I wouldn’t have no use for them bags of Skittles anymore—she’d be the only sweet I needed.
“Enough,” she cried, her thighs shaking as she tried to steady herself.
I pulled back for a moment, my face drenched in everything that was her.
“You like men with manners, don’t you?” I asked.
She smiled down at me and lifted a brow in response.
“What does that have to do with anythingggg—” she cried out as I went back in wanting every drop of her essence.
I slapped her ass causing another orgasm to rake her body. She was bent over so much her face was near mine.
“Sweets, I’ve always been taught it’s impolite to leave your plate unclean. It’s my job to get every drop. Wouldn’t you agree?”
I flicked my tongue against her pearl, causing her to jump upright, letting me know just a simple touch would have my girl coming a part. I walked over to the bed, still holding her on my shoulders. The moment I reached the edge, I lifted her again, then placed her in the center of the bed.
I took a couple steps back to step out of my jeans and brief. Then pulled my now drenched shirt over my head, tossing it to the side. I fisted my shit and stroked it once as I walked closer to the bed. Before I fully reached her, I leaned over towards my nightstand to grab a condom.
I sheathed myself, then grabbed her ankle to pull her to the edge of the bed. I flipped her over onto her knees, then leaned forward to suck on her clit from the back.
“Mmm, shit,” she moaned out.
I slid my tongue between her folds before standing back up to my full height. I placed my right leg beside her and teased her entrance with the tip of my dick.
I pushed into her tightness in slow repeated strokes until I was so deep there was no her without me. She played with her pussy while I continued to deep stroke her.
“Fuck. You know, you fucked up, right?”
She moaned as my strokes sped up, damn near coming undone from how bad I needed her. I needed more—and I was gonna give her everything I had. All I could think about was getting back between her thighs. Just like that, I was hooked.
If only she knew how quickly she had become my weakness and strength all balled up into one. I pulled out and tapped her thigh for her to flip back over. I slipped between her thighs, her arms wrapped around my neck, and her legs were around my waist as I slipped back home.
This time stroking her slowly, I wanted her to feel every inch, every movement. Her sweet moans against my ear only made it harder for me to hold out. I leaned forward, biting her lower lip, then dragging my tongue over it.
“I need you to tell me. It’s me and you. Ain’t no confusion about that.” I groaned.
“It’s me and you.” she moaned out.
Her acknowledgment only made my hips take on a life of its own as I pounded her center.
“Give me that shit, Sweets.”
She screamed out as her pussy gripped the hell out of my dick; I continued to slow stroke her through it until I nutted along with her. I stood from the bed to dispose of the condom and grab a warm washcloth to wash her down.
“I don’t even want you touching me, sir.” She called out with a giggle.
I smirked as she spread her legs for me with a smile. Her pussy was so pretty I wanted to dip back into that muthafucka’, but I knew she needed a bit of rest.
Playfully, I leaned forward and kissed her bud. She shivered at my touch, letting me know she was still sensitive. Her hand instinctively reached out to cover herself.
“Uh huh, back up, Pussy Monster. She needs a break.”
I laughed as I knocked her hand out of the way.
“Sweets, I’m just fucking with you. Let me clean you up, baby. I have manners and shit. I’m at least going to give you an hour or two break before I break yo’ ass off again.”
She rolled her eyes, letting me continue wiping her down—until a thought hit me. I lifted her from the bed, and she instantly wrapped herself around me, arms around my neck, legs around my waist.
“I change my mind. I need to wash you properly.”
She giggled as I jogged with her in my arms towards the bathroom.
“Dukkkkeee,” she whined, then laughed.
Once we were in the shower, all that shit she was talking about went right out the window. She allowed me to give her three more orgasms before we washed ourselves and took our asses to bed.
For the first time, it felt right having a woman in my arms. She snuggled into me, pressing back against me, and my body reacted instantly. She wore one of my shirts, the fabric falling on her like one of those short night dresses—her ass peeking out from the bottom.
I closed my eyes, then tapped the side of her thigh.
“Keep it up and I’m gone give you what you asking for.”
Solana peered over her shoulder in my direction innocently. “I’m just trying to get comfortable, sir.”
“Mhm, go to sleep.”
Soon we drifted off together for the first time. But something told me I was going to do whatever I needed to make sure it wasn’t the last.