Chapter 13
Amar had just finished putting gas in his car when he saw that Heiress was calling him.
He was on his way to Kirah’s house. Amar hadn’t heard from Heiress since she told him she was going to Chicago, so he answered the phone to make sure she was good.
He answered the phone as he pulled off from the gas station. “What’s good?”
“I’m sorry I missed your birthday.”
“Well, I still feel bad for not at least texting. I wanted to call, but I saw that you were with someone.”
He knew Kirah had posted them on Facebook and Instagram. A few females had called and asked him about it, but he didn’t have to answer to anyone. He didn’t care that Kirah posted him. Amar was grown and could do what he wanted.
“I get it. You don’t have to explain. How is Chicago?”
She almost told him the truth, but she decided against it.
A part of her wanted to ask him to come over, but that would just start the process all over.
He seemed to be doing just fine without her and maybe it should stay that way.
“Not really where I want to be,” she replied in a small voice.
“I didn’t want to hold you up. It sounds like you’re in the car.
I just wanted to tell you happy belated birthday. ”
“Thank you shawty.”
They ended the call, and Amar’s thoughts traveled to Heiress.
Had that nigga not messed her up so bad, she might be his girl by now.
He witnessed the nightmares, and he saw how certain things triggered her anxiety.
If Amar knew her when the assault went down, Kevin would have never lived long enough to see prison.
It was the past though. Only Heiress could get through it.
He would respectfully let her heal and just accept the fact that she wasn’t ready to be serious.
Amar wasn’t pressed to be serious with anyone but when he knew, he knew.
Kirah was growing on him by the day and if things stayed the way they were, she just might get the wifey title in the months to come.
Amar couldn’t be too sure because females could play a role for a lil’ bit then slowly, their true colors would show.
As long as she didn’t get needy, start nagging, or just doing shit to get on his nerves, then she would remain in the top spot.
Amar met pretty females with fat asses every day.
He was so unbothered by those attributes now that it wasn’t even funny.
He found that most times the bad ass female with the banging ass body, the one that every nigga wanted, had the most issues.
Be it cum for brains, a nasty attitude, stuck up demeanor, poor personal hygiene or whatever, he had to diss plenty bad bitches because they just didn’t do it for him.
One of the most popular females in the city had pussy so dry, lubricant didn’t even help that shit.
Amar reached his destination and when Kirah opened the door for him, he raised one eyebrow.
She was clad in a lace see-through black teddy that showed off her large brown sugar-colored nipples and her fat pussy.
She wore black strappy Tom Ford heels, and her skin glistened with some type of oil that smelled amazing.
Amar stepped over the threshold of her apartment. “Damn this how you doing it?”
Kirah simply nodded, squatted in front of him, and began to unbuckle his belt.
This was the kind of treatment that he wouldn’t mind coming home to on a regular basis.
Amar looked down at the top of Kirah’s head.
Once his dick was free, she wasted no time taking him into her mouth and slowly deep throating him.
The magic that she was performing with her mouth had his toes curling.
She was doing a superb job of pleasing him and the sound effects that her mouth was making only enhanced the experience.
Her fellatio began to feel so good, that he grabbed her messy bun and shoved his dick further down her throat.
Kirah gagged, but she didn’t miss a beat.
Spit dripped off her chin as she gave him nasty sloppy head just like he liked it.
Amar let her bun go and stepped back. “I need that pussy,” he panted while he pulled his pants up, so he could grab a condom from his back pocket.
Kirah sauntered over to the couch and spread her legs for him.
Amar eyed her pink pussy as he rolled the condom onto his dick.
As soon as his pipe was protected, he plunged into her, and she stuck her tongue out in a freaky manner like she was ready to catch his nut.
She could get nasty for sure, and he loved that shit.
Amar choked Kirah while he fucked her, and she had orgasm after orgasm.
The neighbors had to know his name by the time he was done with her.
After he came, she came back, cleaned him up, and pecked him on the lips.
“If you stay with me tonight, you’ll wake up in the morning to head and breakfast.”
Amar smacked her on the ass. “Say less.”
“This water feels so good,” Yohana stated as she sank down into the hot tub.
Canyon’s travel agent had outdone herself.
The ski lodge that they were in was absolutely stunning.
Their cabin had a bedroom that was almost the size of her bedroom at home.
The queen-sized bed and the TV that was mounted on the wall gave the bedroom a cozy feel.
There was also a fireplace in the bedroom which was the best part.
The high ceilings and windows lined up high enough to keep people from looking in but made it so they could have a nice view of the snow and mountains was everything.
In the living room were three steps and when you stepped down, you entered the area with the hot tub and a pool table.
The bathroom was spacious as well, and the walk-in shower could comfortably fit five people at once.
The kitchen was also stocked with food, so they didn’t have to leave the cabin unless they wanted to, and they didn’t want to. The snow was pretty to look at but neither of them wanted to brave the fifteen-degree weather.
Yohana sipped her vodka as Canyon eyed her in her sexy yellow bikini. He was sipping cognac, and he had to admit that this vacation was well-needed for him. In deciding that it wouldn’t be long before he retired, he had been going super hard lately, and it was taking a toll on him.
“What you thinking about over there?” Yohana was tipsy and feeling good.
Every day, she replayed the sex she had with Canyon over in her mind at least ten times.
His stroke game was definitely everything she thought it would be and more.
She was far from disappointed, and she looked forward to doing it again.
“Thinking about everything I don’t have to do while I’m here. I have never been so hype about doing nothing. Being able to turn my phone off and not hearing that ringtone for the past hour alone has me in a good mood.”
“And I for sure want you in a good mood,” Yohana smiled.
“I don’t see how I could be anything but that in your presence.
With me doing what I do, I have no room to judge your husband, but I just feel like if I had you and a son at home, I would have been out of the game sooner rather than later.
I go home to an empty house every night.
No wife and no kids. If I had that to come home to, the streets could kiss my ass.
I was rich a long time ago. I still hustle because it’s what I know. ”
“He was supposed to get out of the streets as our son got older, but it didn’t happen.
He was addicted to fast money and spending took precedence over saving.
We all have to learn hard lessons sometimes though.
I start my real estate class next week, and I will never again become comfortable with not working. ”
“Can I kiss you?” Canyon asked randomly and made her giggle.
“I guess.” She moved closer to him, and they shared a sensual kiss. Her clit pulsated as he sucked her tongue. Suddenly, she wanted nothing more than for him to be inside of her. They both forgot about how good the water felt and found themselves having sex on the floor in front of the fireplace.
For Yohana, it had started out as a way to get her life back. A why the hell not? But the deeper she got in with Canyon, she liked him. She liked him a lot, and she didn’t know if that was a good or a bad thing.