Juelz
I was in the VIP of my club watching the money roll in. The city showed us so much love tonight.
“Man, I can’t believe how this place is jumping, bro.” Zel was on cloud nine.
“I know, Zelammmmmn. This location is going to make us so much money.” I was just sitting back taking it all in. Even my boy, Xavier was in the building.
“Damn, look at the chicks up in here. I’ma get me some ass tonight, son,” Zel stated.
“For sure gon’ take me something to slide into home.” Meek smiled.
“What about you, Ju?” Zelan asked me.
“Damn, that’s a bad muthafucka right there,” Meek nodded at the dance floor. He had interrupted my thoughts because I completely forgot he was even standing beside me. Ms. Lady on the dance floor had my ass in trance. It was like I couldn’t look away.
Finally, I looked up at Meek.
"What you talking about?" I said, and Meek chuckled, knowing damn well I knew what he was talking about.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about, that chick got your ass drooling. Her fine ass needs to cut that shit out down there before I introduce her to this dick,” he laughed.
“Don’t play wit’ your life, my nigga.” I blurted and wished that I could take the shit back.
Damn, what was I doing? I was ready to kill this nigga over a chick that I didn’t even know.
The club was dimly lit, but I knew that face, and I damn sure knew that body from anywhere.
I had programmed it into my memory and that bitch was stuck there.
She was beautiful as hell. When I saw what she was wearing, that shit had me a lil heated.
This chick is bad, hands down! Her and her friends were on the dance floor gettin’ it and had the attention of every nigga in the club just about.
When she started twerking and gyrating her ass all around. I damn near lost it!
I was worth roughly 3.2 billion, and I would give this chick every dollar to fuck the living shit out of her in this moment. That may change later, but the feeling that my man’s was having says, give it all up just to slide in it.
I finally was able to force myself from her trance. “Hey, Steve.”
“Yeah, boss?”
“Can you go get the beauty on the floor, in the black bodysuit, and invite her to VIP?”
“Gotcha, boss.”
When they were being led in the room, I was facing the crowd on the lower level, so my back was all she could see. When I turned to face them, she stepped back a little as if she was stuck. Like she couldn’t believe it was me. I smiled and walked over to them.
“Hello ladies, welcome to Velvet.”
“Damnnn! He fine as fuck!” One of the girls said and I chuckled.
“Mr. Kassom, what are you doing here?” Ciera asked, looking confused.
“Juelz,” I chuckled. “Call me Juelz. I thought I told you that formal shit is busted, beautiful. And to answer your question, baby girl, I’m here because I own this club. Ladies, please help yourselves to anything you want; everything is on me tonight.”
I hope she wasn’t on that boss shit tonight. I ain’t trying to be on no professional shit, but I will play along for a little while.
“Come have a seat, beautiful. Tell me, how long have you worked at the bank?” I asked her.
“I have been there for three years now.”
“Do you like working there?”
“To be honest with you Mr. Kass…” She started, but I raised a brow, “I mean, Juelz, I don’t plan to be there long, my goal is to open my own lash and brow salon.”
“Hmmm, interesting. How long before you decide to leave us, and open your own business?”
“I’m not sure, maybe another year or so. I need to save money before I can make such a drastic move,” she said.
“I see. Well, enough about business. Let's have a drink, shall we and get to know each other?” I poured her some C?roc, while I sipped on the Hennessy that was on the table.
“Sis, we gone hit the dance floor,” her sister said, as they were walking out.
“You seem nervous, would you like to join your friends or chill here with me?”
“No, I’m fine. That was my sister Ari, and our friend Toya. but I'm fine here, just a little awkward to be here with you in this setting, being as though you are my boss.”
“Is that a problem? Because to be honest with you, I truly don’t care. Maybe I should, huh?” I asked, laughing. Because truth be told, I don’t give a fuck about being her boss.
“No. No, it’s no problem at all. So, tell me what else do you own? I see you have a bank, a night cub…”
“Well, I’m a man with many talents, and I have my hand in all types of shit.” I couldn’t help but to look at her; this woman was just beautiful. Fuck! As I shook my thoughts away, Zelan walked into the room.
“Ciera, this is my brother, Zelan. Zel, this is Ciera, she works at the bank.”
“Nice to meet you.” He nodded.
“I just wanted to check in on you,” he said. “I’m good. It looks good out there.” I smiled.
“Yeah, the place is packed and I love that shit. I’ma head back down and I'll hit you later.” he dapped me up and left the room. I turned my attention back to the beautiful lady.
“My apologies, Ciera. I must tell you; you are a beautiful woman.”
Her cheeks were red as fire; it was cute that she was blushing.
“Thank you.” She smiled nervously. While fanning herself.
“Are you hot?” I smirked because I knew just why she was fanning herself.
“A little.”
“Sooooo, why your man let you out looking this fucking good? and he’s not out with you?
He can’t trust a nigga like me; especially when someone as fine as you are what a nigga gets to look at!
Forgive me. I know I’m supposed to keep it professional, and friendly, but that’s just not me, ma.
If you feel I crossed the line, sue me. I rather take my chances. ” We both burst out laughing.
“What if I said I don’t have a man?”
She stood up and looked out at the dance floor, laughing at her sister and friend Toya.
“They gettin’ it down there!” She turned with a smile. We had casual conversation regarding her time at the bank and just other general shit. I wanted to break the ice and make her feel a little more comfortable and it seemed to be working.
Finding out that she planned to leave and open her own business made me see her in a different light.
Why am I so intrigued by this woman? I thought to myself.
I only want to fuck and maybe have a friendship because she seemed like a very nice girl, but a relationship could never be. I can sure take her on the ride of her life, though.
The rest of the night we spent drinking, and chilling. You could tell that the drinks were relaxing her, and baby girl was feeling herself. When Tank’s song, When We, came on, she started gyrating her body to the music and she had my tool on brick. All I could do was sit there stuck.
Y’all remember that 3.2 billion? Yeah, she could get it tonight! I couldn’t take no more, so I stood up. I moved to her, quickly grabbing her waist.
“You gotta stop because if you don’t. I can’t say that I'ma be good. You killing me lil mama.” I whispered in her ear, hoping that she would listen to my warning.
This damn perfume she had on was driving my ass insane!
I stared at her for a minute, and our lips were so close they were damn near touching.
When she moved closer to me, her lips grazed mine and that was all she wrote.
I needed those damn lips on mine. I wasted no time pulling her in and our tongues collided.
I’m not gonna lie I thought I saw fucking stars.
I haven’t kissed anyone like this, since Kenya and that was almost five years ago.
I wanted her ass in the worst way, and I wanted her— NOW!
“Ciera, let’s get out of here, and go somewhere more private,” I told her between kisses.
She looked up into my eyes, and her eyes told it all.
She indeed wanted what I had to give her, and I most definitely was about to give her just what the fuck she was looking for!
I grabbed her and proceeded quickly to the back with my security right behind me.
My penthouse in SoHo was closer to the club, so we were going there.
“Wait! My sister, I need to tell her I’m leaving,” she said, pulling away from me.
I sent a text to Steve, the bouncer, to grab her sister and bring her out back.
About ten minutes later, her sister and friend came out.
Ciera jumped out to talk to the girls, and all I could hear was them telling her to ride my dick until the bitch broke off in her. Damn! I was fucking ready for whatever!
“Bye, sexy,” the girls sang out, giggling as they went back into the club.
Ciera got in the car looking nervous, but she didn’t back out. As Jeff pulled out and headed towards my penthouse, I reached for her, and she came a little closer. I could tell that she was nervous by how she tensed up next to me.
“Ciera, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I just wanted to spend time with you in a more private setting.”
She looked at me with those juicy, full lips, and I couldn’t help but ravish them mutherfuckas! At first, she just froze up, but then she joined me as our tongues wrestled with one another. I was so fucking hard I felt as if my dick was going to pop.
She was so into the kiss that she crawled in my lap.
As we continued to go at it, my hands found their way to her ample ass.
I was squeezing and fondling all over her, while she was sucking all on my neck!
It was something with this girl that I haven’t felt since Kenya.
I pushed those feelings to the back of my mind and continued my assault on this beauty in my arms.
“Sir, we are here,” Jeff announced.
We got ourselves together, exited the car and walked into the building.
As we headed straight for the elevators, Ciera was rubbing her hands together.
I noticed she did that when she seemed to be nervous.
I grabbed her hands and smiled at her to ease her mind.
The elevator dinged, alerting us that we were at my penthouse.
We walked off the elevator directly into my home.
“Please make yourself more comfortable,” I said.
She took her shoes off at the door and walked further into the living room. “Juelz, this place is beautiful,” she said as she looked around, admiring my second home.
When I didn’t feel like riding to my main house in Hoboken, this is the place I bring all my jump-offs to. No one needed to know where I laid my head at on a regular. Pouring us another drink, I walked over to her as she looked out the window overlooking the city.
“Thank you! This is just one of my homes. I have several and they all have a different style.”
“Juelz, I hope you don’t think I do this with everyone. It’s just something about you, you’re so easy to talk to, and I just don't want the night to end.” she smiled nervously.
“Sweetheart, the only thing I'm thinking about you, is how fuckin’ beautiful you are.”
She looked at me, and we attacked each other again.
I took the drinks and placed them on the table.
When my hand moved to the zipper of her bodysuit, she didn’t stop me, so I continued.
I slid the jumper off her body and my god!
She was fuckin’ fine as hell! The epitome of beauty.
She had a little meat on her, but I loved that shit.
I removed her bra and started placing slow, sensual kisses on her neck and tracing those kisses down to her breast, licking and sucking on her nipple and that shit was driving her crazy.
I picked her up and carried her over to my piano, kissing and sucking on her like she was my last fucking meal.
The view of the city, with the lights dimmed, let off a real seductive scene, and I wanted to play that scene the fuck out into a real fucking movie.
I needed and wanted to create a beautiful musical piece tonight right here on my grand piano.
I just stared at her for a while causing her to start to put her hands over her stomach.
“Move your hands, Ciera. Let me look at you, all of you.”
She moved her hands, as I hovered over her.
Bending down, I placed kisses all over her body.
Slowly, I kissed her neck, kissing my way down to her breasts, her stomach, her thighs, right down to the most beautiful shit I ever seen in my life; her fat, glistening pussy.
She looked nervous but she didn’t stop me.
“Juelz, I have something to tell you,” she moaned but I continued on and started to lick and suck on her pearl.
She was squirming and moaning out my name, and shaking so bad you would’ve thought she was having a seizure.
“Juelz,” she moaned. “I have something to tell you.”
Finally, I looked up at her with her juices all over my face. “What’s that, baby girl?”
She turned her head to look at me, nervously. “I’m a virgin,” she whispered.
Her words damn near crippled me because hell no! This couldn’t be fucking life! I just stood there with a blank stare trying to take in what she’d just told me.
“Juelz, I’m sorry I should have told you,” she said nervously.
I felt bad because my ass didn’t have any words; I just stared at her for a moment. This beautiful ass girl had never been touched by a man in that way, and yet she was willing to allow me to touch her in the most sacred way possible. She tried to push herself up to get off the piano.
“Lay your ass back down, Ciera!” She did as I said and laid back down.
I moved closer to her, kissing her lips, and placing kisses down her body.
The moment I latched onto her pussy, I swear she began to unravel.
Seeing and knowing that she was a virgin, caused me to go crazy on the pussy.
I was trying to engrave my name on that shit so that she never forgot who the fuck I was.
“Ohhhh myyy gaaawdd! I’m cumming!” she cried out, and seconds later she was cumming and I sucked that shit right on up.
Once she calmed down, I helped her up so that she could go clean up. When she was done, she came out the bathroom, and I grabbed her hand then pulled her down into my lap.
“Ciera, all I wanted to do was to make you feel good. I believe I did that. Listen, we have plenty of time to get to know each other. I have too much respect for women to take advantage of a situation like this. Young niggas do that; you have a real man in front of you, baby girl. The time will come, and I will be right there when it does,” I said to her.
I was feeling this girl, and I hadn’t felt this type of shit in a long time. I think my ass might be in some trouble.