4. Kat
Chapter Four
KAT
I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled.
I hadn’t seen my man in two weeks and couldn’t wait to just have five minutes of his time.
I had been in love with Ream since I was first introduced to him.
I just needed to find a way to show him that I could be more to him than the ugly bitch he kept put up in that mini mansion he lived in.
He thought no one knew about her, but I did.
When she called, he always would drop everything for her and run.
I wouldn’t dare question him about her because I knew that if I did, he would cut me off.
So, I kept trying to put together some sort of plan to win his heart.
For a whole two years, Ream would make me play with my pussy while topping him off.
He’d paid all my bills and would put me in a hotel suite for the weekend just to pop in and out, never staying the night.
I would stay up some nights crying, trying to figure out why I loved him so much.
At nighttime I would close my eyes and force myself to dream of him.
In my dreams, we were married, and I had about three kids by him.
I loved him so much it hurt me to my core.
He gave me a little hope when he finally started fucking me good a little over a month ago.
I wish like hell he hadn’t because that drove me insane.
His dick game was lethal and addicting. He told me all the time, as long as I didn’t start showing feelings, our friendship would remain tight.
So, in public, I played my role. I never appeared bothered when he would flaunt other females in my face.
I know I sound like a weak as bitch, but if you ever met a man like Christian Powers, you would try your best too to hold onto him in any kind of way.
I sprayed some Bath and Body Works all over my body and applied some more oil to my skin.
I tried to look my best as always and smell even better whenever I knew I would be around him.
I heard the door to the room open. I forced myself to calm down and act regular.
Ream loved a thick ass woman, so around him, I felt shameless being naked.
I strutted in the room and smiled at his sexy ass and said nothing.
He stepped out of his dress shoes, unbuttoned his slacks, and then dropped them, like a trained dog, I went after him and picked them up.
Folding his dress pants neatly, I placed them on the sofa.
I waited patiently and watched closely while butterflies swarmed in my stomach with anticipation as he took his diamond cuff links off, placing each one carefully in the palm of my hand.
Ream didn’t talk much when we were alone.
While it felt uncomfortable, I had gotten used to it and just followed his lead.
“Why you still standing there looking lost Kat? I don’t got long, gotta get to the club in the next hour.
” He looked at his watch and walked away.
I watched his well-defined shoulders and tight muscular ass walk away and drooled a little on myself.
Ream was the definition of fine as fuck.
He looked too good to even touch or stand close to.
His YSL cologne could be smelled throughout the room as he walked with confidence to the room.
Ream had blemish-free skin, his peanut butter skin tone made his hazel brown eyes sparkle and stand out.
I watched his tight muscular ass walk away carrying that heavy ass long dick that made me drool at the sight of it.
My eyes traveled up to his well-defined shoulders.
Ream was tall as hell like a giant, and medium built.
His physic let you know that the gym was his second home.
I followed closely behind him, he motioned for me to get on the bed, and I automatically knew the position he wanted me in.
I was a little disappointed, I wanted to taste him first. Anything to let the moment stretch longer.
I loved being intimate with Ream, each time we did anything freaky, I felt somewhere deep in my heart that he was beginning to fall for me.
At least I hoped that was the case because I definitely was falling for him.
Ream’s dick was beautiful, long, and girthy with a birthmark on the top of his shaft.
We hadn’t been fucking too long because for years he only allowed my mouth to bless his dick.
He was a clean-ass nigga, always smelling like soap and water.
His skin stayed moisturized, and he smelled like expensive money.
“Arch that ass better than that and spread them pretty ass cheeks Kat.” I moaned at the sound of his sexy ass voice.
Placing my face down and turning it sideways, I reached back with both hands and did as he said.
Hearing the condom being placed on, I looked back for a couple of seconds.
I creamed more at the sight of him biting down on his bottom lip, causing his deep-dish dimples to sink further into his cheeks.
He entered me; I released the breath I was holding.
Ream filled me to the tilt and showed no mercy as he gripped my waist and pulled me back forcefully on his dick.
While he gave me orders for tonight, I heard him clearly, but my pussy was talking almost louder than his low monotone voice.
The authority in everything he said had me quivering and sniveling.
“I want you to wear something real sexy tonight.” He stroked sideways and reached underneath me to massage my clit with his index finger and thumb.
“Light makeup and press your hair.” He kissed me on my back and continued to assault my pussy.
“Keep an eye on that nigga Debo, get to know him. If you got to put this fire ass pussy on him.” He put one of his legs up on the bed, giving him more leverage to long stroke me until my eyes were rolling back.
“I want to know the nigga supplier, his weakness, and strength.” Slapping me hard on my right cheek, he grunted while I continued to work my muscles on his shaft.
“Bring that nigga down to his fuckin knees, and Solo and I will handle the rest.” Pulling all the way out then re-entering me until he hit the bottom of my pussy, I screamed and creamed all over Ream. I felt another strong orgasm come but wouldn’t dare release until he told me too.
“You got me Kat?” his voice didn’t even sound like he was out of breath.
“Yes Ream, I swear I got you baby.” I loved being able to call him baby during our steamy sex sessions. He pulled out of me and took a seat on the bed, laying back on his elbows his dick stood to attention.
“Good girl, now handle yo’ shit. Do whatever you think need to be done to get me to nut.
” I looked into his sexy eyes and quickly looked at his body.
His heavy gaze was intimidating, staring at him too long made me feel like I was challenging him.
Ream was a very powerful man, and you could feel that shit without him having to break it down.
Thinking fast, I wanted to suck him dry, but I still wanted to feel him.
I turned my back and gave him my ass to view and lowered myself on him with my feet planted on the carpet.
Placing both hands on each one of his knees, I made my ass bounce on the dick.
“That’s why I fuck with you Kat, got damn this pussy hitting good.
” He sat up with me still in his lap and massaged my breasts and kissed my back and shoulders.
I desperately wanted to turn around and place my arms around his neck and kiss him back.
Ream was not a kisser he never offered his lips to me, and I was too scared to try it.
“Slow down on my dick Kat, savor that shit.” I did as I was told and started to slowly rotate.
My legs were starting to burn but I wasn’t giving up.
I wanted to make the dick mine and I was determined to do so.
After having to more orgasms, Ream finally made me get up off his dick.
Snatching the condom off like fire was attached to it, I lowered to my knees and swallowed every drop.
“You beautiful as fuck Kat, don’t ever forget that shit.
” He stood to his feet leaving me on my knees.
I slowly stood up and followed him to the bathroom and ran the sink water and went to grab a towel.
He stood with his hands behind his back, dick limp and very long down his leg.
I grabbed a bar of soap and cleaned him thoroughly.
“Remember what I said, be at that club no later than eleven.”
“I got you, Boss.” I smiled. We were back to business, a role I hated to play.
I followed him into the front room of the hotel like a lost puppy, sad that he had to go.
He dressed himself with precision and pulled a lint roller out of his pants pocket.
Handing it to me, I made sure not a piece of lint was found on his pants or shirt.
Next, I put his cuff links on. Kissing me on the forehead, he left with nothing else to say.
I needed something to fix my mood. I snatched my purse and went back into the room and sat Indian style on the bed.
I felt alone and sad, it didn’t make things better that I still smelled Reams’s scent.
Rummaging through my purse, I found my baggie of cocaine.
I grabbed my car keys and used the tip of the key to get a good bump and took a hard sniff of the substance.
I repeated the same thing twice in each nose and rubbed the residue on my gums. Once I felt the strong taste in the back of my throat, I started to feel good all over.
My confidence was starting to come back.
I decided to call my cousin and see what my kids were doing.
“Girl what the fuck you want? If it ain’t to come back home to these bad ass kids, I don’t want to hear it.
” She laughed, but I knew her thirsty ass was serious.
Nadine was my favorite cousin, and we grew up in the same household.
Her parents were both strung out on drugs.
Her mom was my auntie, so my mom took Nadine from her sister when she saw that she couldn’t properly care for her.
We were glued to each other, until I got involved with the dynasty.
She still had my back, but she pissed me off because she was brutally honest.
I had a girl and a boy. My daughter was twelve and my son was eight years old.
I could’ve left them home alone, but I didn’t like them roaming my house with no adult supervision.
Nadine practically lived with me, and she didn’t pay any bills.
So, I felt like she was paying her keep by watching the kids whenever I needed her.
I needed to vent, so I told her everything Ream had told me while fucking me good.
“You know my man always got me up to something,” I concluded and waited for Nadine’s response.
“Girl, your man? That ain’t yo’ man Katrina.
If he really loved you, he would’ve met your kids by now and he damn sure wouldn’t be using you as bait for the next nigga!
Telling you to fuck him if you got to? Bitch please!
That’s yo’ fuck buddy.” She laughed pissing me off.
I had the urge to take another bump of my cocaine.
“Bitch you’re just jealous! You done got that body done up and a nigga still ain’t wife your thot ass. You still living with me! Ream pay all my bills.” I boasted.
“Yea, he might pay all your bills. I might still ain’t got a nigga to wife me, but at least I ain’t living in a fantasy world saving myself for a nigga that I know is going home to the next bitch!
” Before I could respond she hung up in my face and I knew I had pissed her off.
Rolling my eyes, I slowly got up and went to the bathroom to shower and get ready for the night.
People were so quick to judge your situation, without knowing the real. I knew Ream better than anyone else. I also felt deep in my heart that he was mine and sooner or later he would realize that I was meant for him too.