8. Emmy
EMMY
A s the party started to die down, I nursed a glass of water and leaned against the kitchen counter, gazing outside. My brothers Benny and Jeff were talking to Zane Bishop and laughing up a storm. They were way too damn friendly I thought as they animatedly talked and conversed with my enemy.
Diamond and Summer came walking in from the backyard and quickly rushed over to me.
“That man is fine,” Summer whispered, looking over her shoulder, probably to see if her husband was nearby.
“No,” I shook my head. “There is nothing fine about that man. He made my life hell every chance he had.”
Summer and Diamond look at each other and then back to me.
“That had to have been over fifteen years ago, Emmy,” Diamond shook her head. “And if you don’t want him…I’ll slam dunk him, Hun!”
I gagged. “Where is Louis?”
All my siblings and their spouses had been present, except for Diamond’s. I watched as she took a deep breath.
“We have decided to separate,” she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
“What?” I instantly felt bad. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” my sister smiled. “We’re going to try this co-parenting thing but at my big age, I’m not going to be unhappy. Now again…if you don’t want that fine ass man…”
Taking a deep breath, I decided it was time to go. Hugging my sisters goodbye, I went to find my mother. I spotted her gathering up some of the trash, but a certain someone stepped into my path. I’d been dodging him most of the night but here he was.
“Hey,” he said his voice sounding sultry as fuck.
“Please get out of my way,” I sighed.
He grinned. “Come take a ride with me.”
“What?”
“Emerald, I’m starting to think you hard of hearing. I said, "Come take a ride with me.”
“Pass,” I mumbled and went to side step him but he grabbed my wrist.
“It wasn’t a request,” his voice sounded so deep it sent my pussy to quaking.
I hated myself instantly.
“I need to say goodbye to my mom,” I whispered.
He only smirked at that. “Don’t make me come looking for you, Emmy.”
“Yes,” came the reply.
Instantly, I hated myself all over again. I did not understand what had happened all of a sudden.
Once I finally pulled away from Zane, I tried to shake off the arousal he had invoked inside of me.
The second I approached; my mother expressed concern. Her brow furrowed just a little bit. “Are you alright Emmy?”
“Yes, mama. I’m fine.” I gave her a kiss on the cheek. “I just need some rest.”
She looked over my shoulder and I just knew Zane was watching the two of us. I could feel his gaze biting into my ass.
“Alright, well call me tomorrow. We’re going to church, I’m sure you’re not going to come.”
That was her subtle way of telling me, I needed to get my ass in the Lord’s house as soon as possible. “No mama, I’m not. I have a big case to prepare for.”
“Alright, Emmy. I love you.”
Giving her a quick hug, I turned and walked away. Zane was nowhere to be spotted and my stomach flipped flopped. I wondered if he’d maybe given up but to my surprise the moment I was in the driveway approaching my car, he was leaning against his bike.
“What are you doing?” I asked as I walked over.
He handed me a helmet. “Waiting for you.”
“I’m not sure why you’re doing all this?”
“Asking you to take a ride?”
I placed my hand on my hip. “That’s all you want. A ride?”
He didn’t answer, just simply started up his bike. The rumble from the engine began to vibrate through my body. Taking the helmet from him, I popped it on my head and climbed on the back of the bike.
Deep down, I knew this was idiotic. But there was something about him that had me ready to throw caution to the wind.
He eased behind me and wrapped my arms around him.
“Hang on tight to me,” he whispered, sending a ripple down my spine.
We pulled away from my family’s house and I knew without a doubt everyone was going to be talking about this. In fact, I could feel my phone vibrating and I knew it was my sisters.
As Zane navigated us to parts unknown, the wind whistled in my ears and I found myself breathing him in. He smelled like hints of rain, and lavender. Trying to ignore how extremely good it felt to have my arms around his hard muscular body, I eventually relaxed completely into him.
Finally, we pulled up to a fancy looking bar in the quarter called Sweet Bayou Baby.
“Thought we could use a drink,” he shrugged.
“I don’t want you to drink and drive,” I murmured. “I’d rather not die.”
“No worries,” he helped me take the helmet off, then jerked his thumb over his shoulder. “My apartment’s across the street.”
After he secured his bike, we walked into the dimly lit smokey bar, and the music instantly hit me. A blues singer’s raspy voice was talking about making deals with the devil as he sang his heart out on the stage. The people were going wild for him and downing drinks.
We settled at a table in a dark corner as the music washed over us.
“I haven’t been out in a long while,” I said looking around.
“You’re uptight,” Zane shrugged, leaning back.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You don’t do much for fun,” he replied.
I wanted to do something with my hands. Anything to get him to stop looking at me.
Grumbling, I was relieved when the waitress came over. “I have fun.”
“Yeah, sure,” he grinned.
“Hey Zane,” the waitress smiled at him. “What can I get you tonight?”
He, however, looked at the waitress. His eyes never left mine. “Surprise me, Mae.”
I looked back to her and found her smirking. He’d probably fucked her. I had a feeling he could get any woman in here.
Even you, a little thought wormed its way through my brain.
“I’ll have an amaretto sour, thanks,” I told her before she tried to dash away.
“So, you two have a thing?” I asked.
“Who?”
I pointed to the waitress who was at the bar already and staring back in our direction. Her face had twisted up into a look of disgust. Clearly, she didn’t appreciate my presence.
Zane followed my gaze back over to the waitress who turned away the second he’d caught her looking.
“Mae,” he said again. “She’s had a crush for years but I’m not that easy.”
“Really?”
He nodded and chuckled. “Don’t sound so surprised.”
I found myself slipping into investigative mode. It wasn’t exactly like I’d planned on coming back to New Orleans to have drinks with my ex-bully.
That nagging little voice turned into a sickening sweet voice, a voice that whispered, your fine as fuck ex-bully.
“Tell me about your type…”
Zane fidgeted with the menu on the table, the one neither of us had bothered to even check out. The blues music had turned super sultry as the singer continued on and on, this new song singing of sex.
Down in the delta…
There’s a woman who I make moan
Yeah, down in the delta
I got a real good woman at home
The way her hands scratch against my back
After I filled up my pallet with her taste
Yes, down in the delta, where I drink my coffee black…
The mood in the bar had turned hot and heavy as couples moved to grind against each other on the dance floor. This singer was amazing. He had me clenching my legs together.
“I like a woman who’s smart,” Zane finally confided.
"Interesting,” I bit my lip.
“But,” he admitted slowly. “I don’t find myself keeping company with a lot of smart women.”
“Well, you own a strip club,” I frowned.
“You know…my mother was a stripper,” he leaned forward, the table rocking just a little bit.
“So, you just wind-up years later owning a …”
Mae had come back with drinks, two of them. “Bourbon and an amaretto sour.”
She sat the drinks down onto the scratched surface of the table. Immediately, Zane picked his drink up.
“Toast?”
“To what?” I asked.
“A toast to the charges being dropped and new beginnings.”
Rolling my eyes, I watched as he raised his glass and I followed suit. “Fine, to new beginnings,” reluctantly, I echoed his sentiment.
Taking a sip of my drink, I let the citrus roll over my tongue. By the time I was in the middle of the drink, I’d started rocking away in my seat to the beat of the music.
With every passing moment, it got sexier and sexier until Zane finally asked me to dance.
He stood up and extended his hand. “Come on.”
“I’d rather not,” I told him.
This was such a stupid and dangerous game to get this close to him. He’d been so fucking mean in school, and I hated how my body was reacting to him.
Finally, he reached down and pulled me out of my seat and against his chest. “It's just some music, Emmy. Have a little fun with me.”
Rolling my eyes, I let him pull me to the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around my waist and we began to move to the beat.
The singer’s words hit me as I swayed, turning around so that my ass was against Zane’s body. This way I didn’t have to stare into his eyes. His eyes seemed to be so hungry for me, I was scared.
His hands slipped against my hips pulling me close and I found myself leaning into him.
“You feel so fucking good,” he whispered into my ear.
A ripple of excitement went through my core and I turned to face him finally. “Bet you say that to all the girls.”
“Rarely,” he offered.
“It’s getting kind of late,” I murmured. “I need to get home. And I left my car.”
He grinned. “I’ll get you home, Emerald. Don’t worry. But first, I have something I want to show you.”
We went back to our table and he threw down some money. Before leaving I cast a look over my shoulder. The waitress was definitely watching us as we took off.
However, I had an even stranger sensation of being watched and it wasn’t coming from the waitress. Looking around, I knew I was being paranoid as hell.
Zane was dialing the code in for his building and we were stepping onto the elevator before it finally dissipated.
When we got to his door, I bit my lip before stepping inside. Looking around, I admired his apartment immediately. On his walls I noted that he had a bunch of different guitars hanging on the wall.
“You play?” I asked as I ran my fingers over the instruments.
He shrugged. “Maybe?”
“Wanna play me a song…” I grinned.
He walked over and pulled my chin up a little bit. “I wanna play with something, and believe me…it’s not no guitar.”
Fuck, I thought.
My heart began to race as his mouth descended against my own, the taste of the bourbon he’d been drinking wreaking havoc on my taste buds.
The man was a pain in the ass but damn he could kiss.
His hands slid down my body and grabbed my ass.
Slowly, he broke the kiss. “You asked me earlier, what I liked in a woman. It’s this…”
A soft whimper tore loose from my lips as he roughly palmed my ass cheeks in his hands.
“Zane,” I whispered feeling overwhelmed.
“I’m not one for beating around the bush, Emmy. You knew what I wanted the second you came to my club that night. And I think…”
“No,” I whispered, my eyes closed.
“Look at me, Emerald,” his commanding voice had me alert and doing as he’d asked.
He took a breath. “Fucking you has been high on my list. And I usually get what I want. But I’m not the type to make a woman do anything she doesn’t want to do.”
A pause passed between us again, as his hands continued to knead the flesh of my ass in his hands. His dick was so hard I knew it was aching to break free.
“So, here’s your chance, Stank. You can run away right now. But if you stay…I’m going to have you every single way that I want…”
Zane’s eyes never wavered. I, however, looked towards the exit. It would be so easy to get on my phone and call someone to come and get me. This man had made my life hell over fifteen years ago. And now here my crazy ass was ready to have him working my body over till I couldn’t walk straight.
I had lost my mind.
I had stopped thinking.
My body started to ache in ways I hated even acknowledging and I pulled him down into a kiss that was so fiery I thought our clothes may catch on fire. It was a desperate kiss but it was without hesitation.
His hands began to roam all over me and I found my shirt being pulled up.
It landed over my shoulder somewhere with a soft thump hitting the oak finished floors.
Zane leaned back down for another kiss, and this one was even more fervent, and I could feel his dick pressing against my bare stomach.
“You sure Stank,” he asked, breaking the kiss and beginning to undo his jeans.
The second his dick sprang free, my eyes followed, my mouth watered immediately and I nodded.
There was no more hesitation left in me. I wanted this. Hell, my body was craving it.
Whatever he had in mind, I was game.
A look that I could only describe as predatory descended upon Zane’s face. “I can’t wait to taste you, Emmy.”
He took me by the hand and gently led me to his bedroom and I let him guide me onto his bed.
He pushed me back and eased my black tights and lacy black panties down. Next, he fiddled with my bra, exposing my plump breast. My nipples hardened immediately in the cool air.
He eased back onto his knees grabbing at his dick that he began to rub up and down, a bead of per-cum at the head already. He hissed the moment I spread my legs apart.
“Emmy, I swear all those years ago…”
I shook my head. “Let’s not, make me use common sense right now.”
Zane grinned and before I knew it, he was pulling me to him and hooking my legs over his shoulders. I found myself feeling thankful that I'd shaved both my legs and cootie-cat recently.
A gasp escaped from me as he dipped down and tasted me. His tongue darted out slowly and in between the folds of my pussy before he began to kiss my clit, lightly sucking.
It had been a while and I couldn’t take it as the sheet became bunched up in my hands.
I threw my head back and squeezed my eyes so hard I began to see stars. Moans of pleasure escaped from me.
“Zah…Zane. Yes…there, right there…”
My high school bully was between my legs and the onslaught he was bringing to my body was incredible. Eventually he peeked up, his eyes meeting my own as he fucked me with his tongue.
All my will power had left my body.
He eased up my body, and dropped a kiss on my mouth. “Get on all fours for me, right now!”
His tone came out in the most guttural manner and the only thing I could do was obey.
Before I knew it, I whimpered “Yes Daddy”.
His eyes lowered the moment it came out of my mouth. “That’s right Little Gem, I’m your daddy now. Now do what I told you.”
Immediately, I found myself on all four, waiting for his next command. He wasted no time and moved in close, his breath on my back sending a chill down my spine.
Roughly, he grabbed my hips before pushing into me from behind. It was inch by inch until I felt like a balloon about to pop. Before he slid out, he groaned.
“So tight, Stank,” his voice was barely a whisper.
Our moans began to intertwine with each other creating some sort of melody only the two of us could understand. Sweat began to lick my body, as my juices ran down my legs.
“Harder,” I moaned. “Please, harder…”
His breaths began to quicken as he obliged my request. His bed squeaked from his hard movements as he pushed into me harder and harder.
“I’m so close…” I moaned.
“That’s it, Emmy, I want you to find your peak,” Zane eased down over me and whispered into my ear. “Then I want you to come for Daddy.”
That did it.
Blinding white, hot light flashed behind my eyes as my orgasm tore loose from my body. My pussy began to pulse and grip at every single inch of Zane’s dick.
A huge loud groan tore loose from him as his thrust became a little more erratic and he hit more and more tender spots inside of me. His own orgasm hit.
“Fuck, Emmy…”
I could feel his cum spewing inside of me, hot and warm.
Slowly I pulled away from him and turned to look back as his face revealed pleasure.
“We’re not done,” he whispered.
His words sent a thrill down my back and I could feel my eyes getting wide.
“What?”
He grinned and rolled over onto his back. “Sit on my face, Stank.”
“Zane, you’re gonna stop calling me that,” I covered my face.
“Emmy, sit on my face now, I want to suck my nut out of you…”
Disbelief had me looking at him crazy. The man was absolutely mental, but he was sitting there waiting. This was such a nasty thing I was about to do, but I did it.
I straddle his face, not quite sitting down.
“Relax,” he moaned and his tongue darted out once again teasing my clit.
A shiver racked my body that was still tender from the orgasm moments before. Zane’s hands grabbed at my ass and locked me into place, and slowly I began to grind against his mouth.
The same mouth that had tortured me for four years.
“That’s it Stank, give daddy your pussy,” he growled low and hard before sticking his tongue back inside of me.
Before I knew it, he was sucking so hard he had me gasping for air. I eased forward gripping his powerful muscular thighs and then it happened.
Another orgasm began to build.
“Fuccckkk!” I moaned, unable to deny myself.
This man had just given me two orgasms.
Two orgasms that had made me forget how much I hated him.
Don’t fall for him , I thought before I went over the edge and came all over his face.