Chapter 3
ESSENCE
As soon as the door to my suite closed behind us, Valentino pressed me against it with urgency.
He effortlessly lifted me off my feet and slipped his tongue in my mouth.
I couldn’t help wondering what I’d gotten myself into.
I figured his smooth-talking ass was skilled.
Shit, I’d hoped for it, but having me on the verge of cumming just from his touch and kiss was some shit I wasn’t prepared for.
An involuntary moan escaped as he carried me through the suite like it was his, only stopping once we reached the bathroom.
He set me on the sink and stood between my thighs while I rushed to unbutton his shirt.
Sliding it off his shoulders, I felt another rush upon seeing his body littered with tattoos.
Despite the way he talked and carried himself, I knew he was a street nigga, and while that wasn’t the type of man I would consider dating, there was nothing wrong with having him for the night.
What happens in Dubai stays in Dubai, right?
Valentino leaned away to pull his wife beater over his head, showing off more of his ink and the body of a Greek God.
Wrapping an arm around my waist, he pulled me down from the sink and spun me around, so my back was to him.
Our eyes locked in the mirror as he licked my exposed shoulder and unzipped my dress.
It was at that moment I remembered the shapewear I’d squeezed into, and my body grew tense.
He seemed to notice the difference immediately, stopping his assault on my neck and stepping closer so I could feel his dick pressing into my back.
“Why you got this shit on?” His eyes met mine once again as he reached for the zipper of my girdle.
He’d successfully gotten me to forget all about my embarrassment with his skillful hands, but now it was right back on my mind.
Flushing, I watched him inch the zipper down until he snapped me out of my daze with another bite, this one slightly sharper than the last. I’d never been bitten by a nigga as foreplay, but the delicious sting followed by wet kisses almost had me wanting to not answer just so he’d do it again.
“Mmm, it made my dress look better.” I moaned as he finally unzipped it completely.
Slipping his long fingers inside the waistband, he raised a brow at me.
“I doubt that. Your body’s fucking perfect,” he announced huskily, pushing the material down over my hips.
For as much wiggling and jumping as I had to do to get into them, he made light work of taking them off, dropping kisses on my naked skin along the way.
“Bend over,” he ordered once I’d stepped out of them, and I hesitantly did so.
Spreading my ass cheeks, he dove in headfirst.
“Oh damn!” was all I could say as I opened my legs wider and gripped the sink. He alternated between sucking my clit and flicking his tongue across it rapidly until I was quivering.
“Mmhmm,” he taunted, sending a tantalizing vibration through my center. I bent lower to give him more access. “Good ass pussy.” The low moan coupled with his tongue dancing across my clit in a slow, deliberate rhythm had me squirming.
“Baaaby. I’m cumming!” I squeezed my eyes shut as an orgasm tore through me. My legs shook, but Valentino only went harder, making me cum two more times before finally coming up for air. Panting, I used the sink to hold myself up since I was too afraid to stand on my own.
“Come get in the shower with me.” I could hear the laughter in his voice, but I was too spent to pretend like I wasn’t.
“I need a second… I can’t walk!”
This time, a low rumble erupted from his chest, and the next thing I knew, I was being swept off my feet.
He carried me the short distance to the glass shower and set me on the bench inside, so he could turn on the water.
While he adjusted the temperature, I took the opportunity to admire his naked physique, but when he turned back around, my jaw dropped.
I knew he had a big dick; I’d felt it a couple of times since we’d made it upstairs, but I was not expecting the monster that was swinging between his legs.
Realizing what I was looking at, he grinned cockily as he walked over. “You good?”
Nodding, I swallowed hard and shook off my apprehension.
It was too late to try and back out now.
And although I knew his ass was definitely going to rearrange my insides, I didn’t want to anyway.
Valentino was too sexy, too good with his tongue, and the dick was too big for me to pass up.
If I went home without sampling, I’d be ashamed, and I knew I wouldn’t hear the end of it.
He stopped in front of me, dick bobbing between us, and I reached out, grabbing it with both hands.
I could already see pre cum oozing from the tip, and I swiped my tongue across it before sucking the head into my mouth.
Giving head had never been my favorite thing to do, mostly because I didn’t like the taste of nut, and I’d only ever done it because it was expected during sex.
This was different. Not only was his cum almost sweet, but I wanted him in my mouth.
I swirled my tongue around his head and sucked him in deeper until he reached my tonsils.
With both hands, I stroked him, moaning as my clit thumped from the act.
“Fuck, Essence.” He groaned, tangling his fingers in my hair, and I smiled inwardly at his approval.
Slobber dripped down my chin as I worked him in and out of my mouth while squeezing and twisting my hands around the base.
I felt his dick grow harder, stretching my cheeks.
“Shit, I’m bouta cum! You gon’ catch this nut, sweetheart?
” He looked down at me through low lids, and I couldn’t lie, knowing I had his face twisted in ecstasy had my pussy dripping wet.
Normally, this was when I would finish a nigga off with my hands, but once again, Valentino had me switching shit up.
Instead of dodging the nut I knew was coming, I leaned up, letting him slip from my mouth and placed him between my titties.
I wrapped my lips around his mushroomed head and swirled my tongue while jacking him off until his warm nut hit the roof of my mouth.
Locking eyes with him, I did some straight porn shit, swallowing while continuously suckling him like I was drinking from a bottle.
An expression I couldn’t describe flashed across his face, and he yanked out of my grip, semi hard dick swinging between us.
“Ah!” Stunned, I wasn’t prepared when he snatched me up, pulling me to him and hungrily shoving his tongue in my mouth with a growl.
I should’ve been scared, but I was even more turned on as he lifted me off my feet and pressed me against the nearest wall. By then, steam had filled the shower, slicking our skin and causing my hair to start reverting, but I was more focused on his dick poking at my slick center.
As he slid between my lower lips, teasing me, he pressed his forehead against mine, and we both let out a satisfied sigh when he dipped the head inside me.
“Fuck you tryna do to me? I’m ’bout ready to pack you up and take you home.
” His jaw clenched as he inched into me slowly until he was filling me up.
I gasped at the tight fit. “Nah, don’t tighten up.
Fuck me back!” he demanded, gripping my ass cheeks roughly.
I knew I was going to be red as hell by morning. Following his command, I rolled my hips, opening up more the wetter I got.
“Shiiiiit!”
“Yeaaaah, just like that, sweetheart! Soak this muthafucka up!”
With every order, I inched closer to the edge, but when he wrapped his hand around my throat while still slamming into me, my whole body quivered.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck! I’ma cum! I’ma cuuuuum!” My toes curled, and I squeezed my eyes shut as the familiar tingle of an orgasm started in my belly.
“Let me feel it, then, so I can nut all in this good ass pussy!” He groaned, and while I should’ve been alarmed, his words only had me erupting like he’d told me to.
I was still riding the waves of bliss a few seconds later when I felt him throbbing inside me as he released with a low curse.
His fingers finally loosened from around my neck, and his head dropped to my chest as we both fought to catch our breath.
When he finally lowered me to the tiled floor, he lifted my chin, lips hovering over mine before sucking my bottom lip into his mouth.
“Let me clean you up, so you can sit on my face.”
My eyes widened a little because, truthfully, I thought he was done.
We’d both had a couple of orgasms, and after the hurting he’d just put on my pussy, I just knew she was going to need a rest, but nope.
Fucking with Valentino, my pussy was starving, and it clenched in anticipation as he reached for my hand.
True to his word, he spent the rest of the night fucking me all over my suite until I fell asleep on his chest some hours later.
The alarm on my phone and the loud ass hotel phone ringing brought me out of a peaceful slumber.
With my eyes still closed, I reached for them, ready to toss them both across the room just to get them to turn off.
That’s when I realized my head was no longer on a hard, warm body.
Peeking out of one eye, I saw Valentino’s side of the bed empty and couldn’t help but frown.
“Oh, I know this nigga didn’t…” I mumbled, sitting up on my elbows and instantly falling back onto the pillow with a wince.
My body felt like I’d been hit by a damn truck, and in a way, I had.
Valentino hadn’t left any part of my body untouched or untasted, and just the thought of his tongue on me had me clenching my thighs like I wasn’t already sore as hell.
There is no way he’d left me without saying shit after the night we had, my delusional ass thought as I fought through the aches to check his side of the bed for a note or something.
I clutched the sheet to my naked body as a million thoughts went through my mind, but the phone ringing again stole my attention, and I irritably snatched it up. “What!”
“Ms. James, this is the 7 a.m. wakeup call you requested, although it is now 7:15 a.m,” the heavily accented man said in a monotone, obviously annoyed by bullshit.
Glancing at the clock, I cursed under my breath.
“Oh, my God! Thank you! Sorry for not answering, and yelling,” I rushed to say before slamming the phone down on the receiver.
I’d been sitting there, getting pissed off about a nigga I didn’t know when my plane home was about to leave soon, and I hadn’t even washed my ass.
Wrapping the sheet around me, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and instantly regretted that shit.
Everything from my pussy to my legs hurt and as bad as I wished I had time to soak, that would have to wait until I got home.
Clenching my teeth, I eased to my feet and let out a relieved breath once I was confident I could actually hold my own weight.
I snatched up my phone from the nightstand and limped to the bathroom, instantly getting flashbacks when I looked at the glass shower stall.
Shaking off my lustful thoughts, I started the shower and brushed my teeth while I waited for the water to get hot enough.
My eyes bucked looking in the mirror and seeing the results of a night full of sweaty ass sex.
Makeup was smeared all over my face, and my once silk pressed tresses looked like I had a bad wash and go.
I didn’t have time to go through a full skincare routine, so I opted to add my La Roche-Posay facial cleanser to a washcloth and quickly scrubbed my face once I’d finished my oral hygiene.
Although I’d rushed everything else, I took my time in the shower, letting the powerful spray of water kneed some of the kinks from my body.
I tried hard not to think about Valentino fucking me like he loved me as I lathered my African net sponge and washed up, but everywhere I looked was a reminder of the previous night.
“Forget about him, Essence. It was a one-night stand,” I grumbled to myself, turning my back to the wall that he’d fucked me against. “It’s not like you’ve never had a one-night stand before.
” That’s what I was trying to tell myself, and although it was true, I’d never had one like that.
It had been years since I’d done anything so spontaneous, but I couldn’t remember one nigga turning me out the way Valentino had.
Obviously, it didn’t mean shit to him, though, because he’d left without so much as a fuck you very much!
Shrugging off my hurt feelings, I washed and conditioned my hair for the flight home, and I felt a lot better after I was done.
My mind was already on the long ass list of things I needed to do before my assignment started the next week.
The distraction managed to get me out of my feelings as I moisturized my body and slipped into my airport clothes.
If I was going to be in the air for fourteen hours, then I was going to be comfortable, and the light gray Nike sweatsuit and matching Jordan 1s were going to provide that.
My suitcase was already packed from the day before, and after tossing in my wedding attire, I did a final sweep of the room before leaving Dubai and my night with Valentino behind.