Chapter 1 #2
“My last position ended due to budget cuts just a few weeks ago,” I answered honestly. “But I’m looking to get right back into something stable.”
“Okay.” Kadeem nodded. “But let me ask you this. Do you handle pressure well? This job can be a lot at times, and I need to know that you can handle that.”
“I work well under pressure, and I’m also a fast learner. So, I’m sure I can handle anything you throw my way.”
“I sure hope so.”
It wasn’t what he said but how he said it, almost as if he knew I was about to get myself in too deep but didn’t want to come out and say it.
I didn’t respond to his statement, just smiled and nodded my head.
It was more so because I didn’t know what to say to that.
I then watched as he glanced over a copy of my resume before he looked back up at me.
“You know we deal with high profile clientele, correct?”
“Yes, I’m aware.” I nodded.
“That means we have celebrities walking through here every day, and you have to remain professional. You can’t be getting all star struck if you see your favorite rapper walk through the door.”
I nodded, letting him know that I understood. “I can assure you that I can remain professional at work, no matter who walks through the door. I’m here to do a job, and that is my priority.”
Kadeem smiled and nodded his head, and I could tell he was pleased with my answer.
For a few beats, he didn’t speak, just looked at me.
It wasn’t awkward. I could just tell he was analyzing me, probably trying to figure out if I was good enough for the position.
Even with that, it was something about him that had calmed my nervousness and put me at ease.
Maybe it was his calm tone or laidback persona.
Maybe it was the fact that he had warmed the small box between my thighs the moment I saw him.
Whatever it was, I was ten times more relaxed than I had been when I walked inside the building.
“Well, Ms. Brooks, I don’t think I have anymore questions for you, but do you have any for me?”
I thought for a moment, and just when I was about to speak, the door opened.
I glanced over instinctively, and it seemed like everything in the room shifted.
Another fine ass, tall, well-dressed man walked into the office like he commanded it.
He was brown skinned and a few inches taller than Kadeem.
This nigga had to be about six five with broad shoulders and a chiseled jawline.
His full beard was well groomed, and his freshly twisted locs were dyed honey blonde at the tips.
If my panties weren’t wet from Kadeem, they were damn sure soaked from the sight of this man.
Calm the fuck down, Saniyah, I told myself as I crossed and uncrossed my legs.
It’s been way too long since you got some, bitch.
You over here ready to jump on this man like a damn rabbit.
I made a mental note to place my rose on the charger the moment I got home so that it would be ready for me tonight.
“Crue, this is the interview that I was telling you about. Her name is Saniyah Brooks. Ms. Brooks, this is Crue St. James, my business partner and co-owner of Blackline Security.”
I smiled and greeted Crue. He spoke; however, his facial expression didn’t change.
I could tell he was the more serious one of the two, but something about his dark demeanor intrigued me.
I watched as Kadeem handed Crue my resume for him to look over.
My heart began pounding again as his eyes scanned over it.
He didn’t speak, just nodded his head and placed the paper back on Kadeem’s desk.
“You want to sit in for the rest of the interview?” Kadeem asked him.
“Yeah, I didn’t know you were going to start without me.”
We continued with the interview for the next ten minutes.
Crue didn’t talk much, only asking me a couple questions.
When it was over, I stood to my feet and shook both of their hands before exiting the office.
I walked back to the car with my head spinning.
I thought I had the job locked in until Crue walked in and joined the interview.
Now, I wasn’t so sure. Nazuri was parked right out front, and I got in the car without saying a word.
“Well, how did it go?” Nazuri asked, looking over at me.
“I’m not really sure. It was good, I think. I don’t even know how to explain it. Everything was good when it was just me and one of the owners. Then, the other one walked in, and I’m not sure if he liked me or not.”
“Girl, what? You probably just overreacting. I’m sure they both knew you were great for the job because you are.”
“I sure hope you’re right.” I sighed. “But on another note, bitch, both them niggas was fine. I mean, fine as hell. It’s been way too long since I had some dick because I got wet as hell just looking at them.”
“All the more reason why you need this job. You know how many perks and bonuses come with fucking the owner of the company. Bitch, when you get this job, you better be tryna lock one of them in.”
I laughed as Nazuri backed out of the parking space.
However, when she hit the brake and looked over at me, I knew she was serious, and that only made me laugh more.
Nazuri pulled out of the parking lot and onto the main road.
We hadn’t been driving for a full five minutes when my phone started ringing.
Reaching into my purse, I pulled it out, smiling when I saw the call was coming from Blackline Security. I swiped the talk button and answered.
“Ms. Brooks, it’s Kadeem.”
I looked over at Nazuri, letting her know that it was him. My heart instantly began beating fast in my chest, and my hands started to sweat.
“Hi, Mr. Price, how are you?”
“Please call me Kadeem, and I’m great. I just want you to know that I was very impressed with your interview and wanted to know when you would be able to start.”
“Wait, so I got the job?”
“Absolutely. We would love to have you as part of the team.”
“Oh, thank you so much. I promise you won’t be disappointed. I can start as soon as tomorrow if you’d like.”
“Great, I’ll see you tomorrow morning at eight.”
“Thank you so much, Kadeem. I’ll see you then.”
With that, I ended the call knowing that my life had just done a one eighty.
Just an hour ago, I was unemployed and didn’t even know how I was going to pay my bills.
Now, here I was with a job that would pay everything and keep money in my savings account.
I couldn’t have been happier, and the moment I got home, I went directly to my closet to find the perfect outfit for my first day of work.
After dinner, I sat on my couch watching TV.
I wanted to get a full eight hours of sleep because I wanted to be well rested for my first day.
I was watching Night Agent, a good ass series I’d found on Netflix.
However, when the episode I was watching went off, I turned off my TV and went into my bedroom.
The moment I laid in my bed, I thought about Kadeem and how fine his ass was – a sexy ass, tall, chocolate man.
I fantasized about how it would feel to be picked up and placed in those strong ass arms of his.
My pussy began to tingle between my thighs, and I reached over and grabbed my rose from my nightstand.
My pussy was soaked just at the thought of Kadeem’s hands roaming my body.
It had been an entire year since I had been touched by a man.
After my last relationship, I had vowed to lock this pussy down until I found a man who deserved to have it.
With that, my rose and thoughts had become my best friend.
“Shittt,” I hissed the moment the rose touched my clit.
I imagined it was Kadeem moving in slow circles, spelling out words just for me with his tongue.
Slowly, I moved one hand over my stomach and to my chest. I cupped one of my breasts in my hands, lightly twirling my nipple between my fingers.
It felt so good that I knew I was going to cum all over my rose.
I turned it up to a higher setting and opened my legs wider. I moved my hand from my breast down to the opening of my pussy and slid two fingers deep inside.
“Fuckkkk, yesssss,” I called out as my fingers found my G-spot.
“Kadeem, shit, fuck me harder!”
With that, I moved my fingers inside me faster, being sure to hit my spot every time.
I pretended my own hand was Kadeem’s dick.
My back arched off the bed, and I couldn’t control myself when I began shaking.
I moaned his name loudly as I came harder than I had in months.
After taking a quick shower, I got in bed and drifted off to sleep.