9. Smoke
Smoke
S he had just started sipping her rum and Coke and instantly spit it out.
“What?” she asked after I grabbed a napkin and wiped her lips with it.
“I mean, we’re playing these games—”
“That you initiated!”
“Either way, we’re playing, and I wanted to get to the heart of the matter.”
“No. The answer is no.”
“No discussion about it?”
“None.”
“Fine.”
Truth or Dare?” she asked.
“Dare.”
“I dare you to post on Instagram: I’m a simp ass nigga.”
I held up my phone, snapped her picture, and then shared it on Instagram with the caption: “I’m a simp ass nigga for this woman.”
“What did you do?”
I smirked. “What you told me to.”
“Let me see,” she demanded and reached for my phone. I handed it to her, and she fumed. “Delete it.”
“Why?”
“Delete it.”
I chuckled and did what she asked.
“My turn.”
She rolled her eyes. “Go ahead.”
“Truth or dare?”
She had a challenge firing from her eyes as she replied, “Dare.”
“Come sit on my lap and kiss me.”
“Shit. There’s no win with you, Smoke.”
Kaifiya stood and slowly walked around to my side of the table. She leaned her sexy ass down and pecked me on the jaw. She was gonna make me fuck her little ass up.
“That ain’t what I said. I invited you to sit on my lap and kiss me.”
“Fine,” she replied and dropped down onto my lap.
The heat instantly rose in her as well as it did me, if the smoky desire in her eyes were any indication. I gripped her outer thigh to hold her in place, and my erection pressed against her ass. She wrapped her arms around my neck and stared into my eyes.
She moved closer, but she didn’t go for the kiss immediately. Instead, she pressed her forehead against mine and stared into my eyes. Kaifiya pulled back and then kissed my forehead, cheeks, nose, and my bearded chin. She kissed the corners of my lips before she dragged them to my neck.
She licked the outline of my tattoo and sucked me there before she moved to kiss me under my jaw and nibbled there. Her hands dragged down to my chest, and she pressed her hands against it. Kaifiya kept her hands there for a while.
“You like the way that my chest feels, ma?”
“It’s been some time since I have felt the hard planes of a man’s chest, and it feels good.”
“Truth or dare?” I asked her.
“Truth.”
“How long?”
She sighed and then answered. “It’s been a year and a half since I’ve been with a man.”
“Y’all haven’t fucked?”
“We haven’t even shared a kiss on the cheek, so I’m unsure how we will transition to more. I imagine that it won’t be natural or sexy,” Kaifiya confessed.
That led me back to my earlier question.
“So, can I fuck you tonight, Kaifiya?”
She licked her lips and lowered her gaze before her fingertips rubbed circles around my nipples. She reached up and cupped the sides of my face. I pressed my lips against her lips in a slow, searing kiss before she took hold and pressed deeper into the kiss.
She opened for me and allowed me to control the direction we were headed. Her tongue had an earthy, spicy flavor from the rum and Coke she had sipped on.
When I smacked her on the ass, she got up and headed back to her seat.
“Was that good enough for you?” she asked.
My eyes hung low, and I lifted the glass to my lips again and winked as I drank my bourbon. I opened my humidor and removed a cigar. We sat in silence while I prepared it.
“Truth or dare?” she challenged after I started smoking my cigar.
I blew out a puff of smoke. “Truth.”
“Okay, do you ever see yourself marrying a woman and settling down to start a family?”
“Eventually. Initially, I wanted to make sure that I had a stable financial foundation to provide for a family. I have that now. I’m just looking for the right woman,” I answered while I held her gaze.
My words were so powerful that she glanced away from me, and her cheeks turned red.
“Truth or dare, Fiya?”
She smiled, and I knew that she loved it when I called her that, though she wouldn’t admit it.
“Truth.”
“Could you see yourself being with a man like me?”
“I don’t know you very well, Smoke. And I know that’s what tonight is all about, but it’s been less than a week since we met.”
“Do you know your fiancé that well?”
“As a businessperson? Yes. I’ve known him for three years since I first started my business. He was one of the first people to welcome me to the area.”
“Personally?”
“No. I don’t. We’ve been getting to know each other better over the last couple of months, and I swear that I don’t know that man any better than I knew him when we first met three years ago. Anyway, truth or dare?”
“Truth,” I replied.
“What is it that you want from me beyond these sexy games?”
I sighed and pulled my fingers through my beard. I was still trying to figure that shit out myself, and I had to be honest with her.
“You. I want you. But exactly what I want from you? I’m not sure yet. I’m just drawn to you, and the more I’m around you, the more I want to be around you and the more I want to know. You feel me?”
“Sounds like you’ve been peering in my diary.”
“Sometimes the universe just pulls two people together, and they’re not sure why. They just have to travel the journey to see where it leads.”
“Mm,” she mumbled softly.
“Your turn. Truth or dare?”
“Truth,” she whispered thoughtfully.
“What most scares you?”
“Easy. Losing someone to violence.”
“Why is that a fear?”
“That’s two questions.”
I shrugged and waited.
She sighed and dipped her head down.
“Always keep your head up, Fiya,” I demanded and lifted her head by pushing my fist underneath her chin.
“I lost a cousin two years ago. We were extremely close, and he and this other guy got into it over a girl. The other guy pulled up on my cousin when he was walking to his car after a basketball game. He just blasted on him. My cousin had a couple of friends with him, and they were hit by the gunfire, too, but they survived.”
“Damn, beautiful. I’m sorry that happened to you.”
“Yeah. So, I’m really against violence. That shit fucks me up to this day. It’s triggering as hell.”
I nodded. “No, I get it.”
“Truth or dare,” she stated.
“Dare.”
I wanted to get her mind off the sadness, if only for a moment. It clearly worked because a slow smile tilted her lips.
“Strip for me.”
I knew her little ass wanted me. I set the cigar on the ashtray and headed to the bar where the sound system was hidden. Jazz music had been playing softly in the background. I grabbed the remote and went through my selection until I found what I had been searching for.
I set the remote aside and walked back to the table. I watched as a smirk formed on her lips when Ludacris started rapping a couple of lines before Chris Brown’s smooth voice came through the speakers.
I sat in my chair and beckoned her to me. She quirked her lips up, dipped her eyebrows, and shook her head. I winked and crooked my fingers to beckon her again. Finally, she stood and walked to me.
I inhaled her sweet floral scent as I tugged her hand until she lowered onto my lap. I took her fingers and placed them on my buttons, and with a little assistance from me, she unbuttoned my shirt. I pulled it off and tossed it to the floor.
I cupped the back of her head and pressed my lips against hers. Kaifiya placed her hands on my shoulders, and I reached between us and tugged the hem of my undershirt free from my dress slacks.
She pulled the undershirt over my head and tossed it aside with the other one. When she planted her hands on my tattooed chest, I grabbed them and dragged them down to my arousal.
She moaned when I licked my lips slowly, and my dick jumped in my pants as I stared at her. It had been a long time since I wanted a woman as badly as I wanted her.
She opened her mouth when I bit her bottom lip. I crushed her lips and devoured her mouth while I grabbed my belt and undid it before doing the same with the clasp of my pants. When I reached for my zipper, she grabbed it and jerked it down.
I lifted her as I stood, set her on the edge of the table, and then shoved my pants down. I toed off both of my shoes and socks before I removed my pants. She stretched her hand forward and cupped my thick, heavy erection through my boxer briefs. I was hard as concrete and grew harder at the curious expression on her face.
“You like what you’re feeling?” I asked.
She nodded slowly.
“Can I fuck you, sweets?” I asked again.
“Mm-hmm.” Kaifiya moaned. Her little sexy ass was in a damn trance. She continued staring at me as she pulled my dick through the opening of my underwear, but I shook my head in condemnation of her actions. She was moving too fast. I wanted to control this narrative.
I slowly tugged my underwear down, and when my dick sprang free, Kaifiya gasped in surprise.
“What the fuck?” she screeched.
I winked again. “You don’t know what you’re in for, Fiya?”
“I didn’t bargain for that shit, Smoke.”
“There was no way that you could ever prepare for or be ready for me, gorgeous,” I whispered and reached behind her to undo the clasp behind her neck. I peeled back the upper halter top of her jumpsuit and then reached behind her to tug at the zipper of the jumpsuit that started right at her ass.
Kaifiya wiggled and then leaned forward so that I could pull it all the way down. Standing nude before her with nothing but the ice on my neck, wrist, and fingers, I pushed her back on the table. I tugged at the sides of her jumpsuit and pulled it down over her hips and down her legs.
I smirked at the surprise that she had in store for me. Kaifiya didn’t wear any panties tonight. But her little surprise for me had nothing on a dick with metal piercings through it. She still stared nervously at me.
She leaned forward and rubbed her hands over my piercings.
“What are they called?”
“This is the Prince Albert. It stimulates the urethra and frenulum when we’re having sex, but it brings pleasure to you too,” I explained as she rubbed the barbell that came through the hole at the head of my dick and behind the head.
“And this one?”
“It’s an ampallang, and it’s designed for pleasure for you and me too.”
She leaned forward and licked the metal that ran horizontally through the head of my dick.
“And this?” Kaifiya rubbed the barbell that pierced my skin, where the base of my dick met my balls.
“That’s a lorum.”
“Did they hurt when you first got them?”
“Hell yeah.”
“Then why did you do it?”
“I’m not averse to pain, and I love heightening sexual pleasure.”
“You’re going to hurt me, Smoke.”
“I’ll never hurt you.”
My promise went far beyond tonight.
I rubbed my thumb over her clitoris, noticing that she had already sprung a leak. I plunged two fingers inside of her and slid them in and out. I enjoyed her little whimper of pleasure.
Ludacris and Chris were on repeat, and I thought about the lyrics. Fuck wet the bed; she was wetting my damn card table. I knew that Kaifiya wasn’t ready for me, but her little fiery ass needed to be put into place. So, I’d let her think I was fucking her ass tonight, but I was biding my time.
I sat in my club chair, pulled her to the edge of the card table, and propped her feet onto the table. I licked her pussy and plunged my tongue inside. She rocked her fat ass from side to side as she screamed, “Smoke!” repeatedly. My fingers and tongue were all over her. From pinching her nipples to plunging a finger into her asshole and sucking her clit and pussy lips, I knew I drove her crazy.
I bit along the inside of her thighs and then sucked her pussy until she gushed on my tongue. Even after she finished, I kept licking until she was thrashing wildly. I ate that pussy so good until she came twice, and she stared sightlessly at the ceiling.
I leaned over her and demanded, “You need to break that shit off with that nigga the next time you see him. I’m not playing, sweets. If you don’t, I’ll do it for you.”
She whimpered.
“You hear me?”
“Yes.”
“Are we clear on that?”
“Crystal.”
“When do you see him again?”
“Saturday evening for dinner after he returns.”
“Break that shit off, ma.”
“Okay,” she replied with a sigh as she reached for me.
I lifted her onto my lap, and she pressed her face into the side of my neck. I kissed her neck and shoulders, ran my hands up and down her back, and squeezed all over her body until she fell asleep like a baby.
In time, she would be mine. I needed a queen by my side to run this empire. I just needed to make sure that she had enough fire to stand beside me.