Chapter 6 #2
“Is that why you brought two more of these beefy muthafuckas with you?” I snorted.
“As you can see, that wasn’t the case, so can you kindly take your money and get the fuck on?
” My patience had run out, and coupled with the slick ass shit he’d said, I knew it was time for him to go before I lost my cool.
He didn’t seem at all fazed by the disrespect, though.
Still grinning cunningly, he threw his hands up.
“Okay, don’t pop me, Fifty Cent!” His weak ass joke fell flat when I didn’t join in his laughter.
I didn’t know what type of niggas he was used to, but I didn’t find humor in muthafuckas using micro aggressions.
If the stakes weren’t so high, I’d have knocked his short ass off his feet.
I let him make it, though, crossing my arms with a sigh.
“You don’t get it? You know Fifty―never mind.
” He tossed his hand dismissively. “The Costa family thanks you. See you same time next month.” Tipping his head, his ass finally exited with his flunkies following closely behind, and I didn’t even wait a full minute before I left in search of Essence.
I made it to the main floor and scanned the room, quickly finding her at Maxwell’s side, looking bored as he entertained possible clients.
He was so engrossed in his conversation that when she tried to get his attention, he swatted her off like she was a fly bothering him.
Obviously, he’d only brought her as arm candy and had no intention of acknowledging her past showing her off.
Her forehead wrinkled at the dismissal, but she didn’t snap on that nigga like I knew she wanted to, likely because she could sense she was in a room full of criminals.
My feet were moving toward her almost involuntarily, and because she was looking in the opposite direction, I was able to get close enough to smell her sweet ass perfume before she turned around and noticed me.
Recognition had her red painted lips falling apart as she blinked rapidly, and I saw the moment she stopped breathing.
For a second, it looked like she was going to try to run, but I wasn’t having that.
Wrapping my hand around her forearm, I blocked her exit and grinned.
“Damn, sweetheart, you look even better than I remember.” My eyes roamed her body, and I licked my lips like I could still taste her there.
That shit snapped her out of her trance, though, and the same nasty look she’d given Maxwell was directed at me.
She discreetly snatched her arm from my grip and took a step back.
“Do I know you?” She looked me up and down with disdain before haughtily turning her head away. Oh, she calls herself having an attitude, I thought, grinning as I pressed against her.
My lips were damn near touching her ear as I leaned in close. “You got jokes, huh? Bet you’ll know me when I have you bent over my desk, fuckin’ this attitude up out you.” Her little shocked gasp was funny as fuck, and she twisted her neck, narrowing her eyes evilly.
“Tuh! I wouldn’t let you near my pussy again! I don’t know where you came from, but I’m here with a nigga who actually wants to date me, so carry on about your night, Valentino!” she hissed lowly, not realizing that shit was actually sexy as hell to me.
I didn’t mention that she’d been the one who was on that one-night shit or that she’d lied and said she didn’t have a nigga.
That still wasn’t a concern of mine. I glanced over at Maxwell, who was now paying attention to our exchange but hadn’t left the conversation.
Clearly, we were two different types of niggas because not only would I not leave my woman to chop it up with a bunch of niggas, but I definitely wasn’t going to have one as close to her as I was and not break his fucking face.
“Who, Maxwell?” I scoffed, making her eyes widen. “I’m ’bout as worried about that nigga as you. Say you’ll meet me by the bathrooms over there, and I won’t smack the fuck out of him right now.”
“Please! You wouldn’t-!” She started, already shaking her head until I took a couple of steps in his direction. “Okay! Okay! I’ll meet you! Now, go!” Her scary ass huffed, making me smirk as I back peddled.
“Two minutes,” I emphasized, finally walking away and noting the time on my watch.
It was a quarter to eleven, and if her ass didn’t reach the bathrooms by 11:47, I was going to make good on my threat.
I bet she wouldn’t want to fuck with a man who allowed himself to be slapped like a bitch and didn’t do shit about it, which was exactly how that interaction would go.
Seconds before her time was due to run out, Essence came storming around the corner, and the tension in my jaw faded. The fact that she had me worried she wouldn’t come was crazy as hell, and it was even crazier that I was prepared to emasculate the next man behind her.
She whipped her head around, searching for me, and came stomping over when she noticed me tucked behind the wall. “That was uncalled for! You’re the one who disappeared on me! You can’t pop up out of nowhere, making demands and shit when you see me with someone!”
“I thought you didn’t have a man?” I interrogated, bypassing all the shit she’d said.
She twisted her lips smartly, planting a hand on her hip. “And I thought you weren’t concerned about if I did or not.”
“I did say that shit, huh?” She looked like she was really about to answer that shit, but I snatched her free hand and started toward my office as she fussed behind me.
I didn’t stop moving until we were locked up behind the door.
She didn’t waste any time snatching away and putting a few feet between us.
“You fuckin’ that nigga, Essence?” I asked, shrugging out of my suit jacket as I advanced on her slowly.
Her eyes flittered across my shoulders and chest with a hard swallow.
“That’s none of your business. What happened in Dubai was just that, some shit that happened in Dubai,” she spat, trying miserably to sound hard, but her body gave her away.
I’d teased and tasted every inch of her, so I knew when she was turned on, and her shaky breathing, hard nipples, and the way she was pressing her thighs together were all telltale signs.
Without even having to touch her, I knew her clit was throbbing, and her pussy was gushing.
“Prove it,” I demanded, finally closing her between my body and the edge of my desk.
“Nigga, I don’t gotta prove shit to you―” she started but sucked in a sharp breath when I rested my hand between her thighs.
Even though she was holding them together tightly, I could still feel how hot she was for me.
I leaned in so close that our lips were almost touching and had to stop myself from sucking hers into my mouth.
“Say you ain’t soaking through your panties right now.” The corners of my mouth lifted into a smirk when she sheepishly shifted her eyes. “Open up for me, sweetheart,” I cajoled, kissing along her jaw until I reached her neck.
She let out a whimper, craning to give me more access and at the same time inching her thighs apart.
I didn’t even have time to gloat like I wanted to because the wetness dripping down her legs upon opening them had me stuck.
My hand was soaked like I’d held it under a faucet, and I instantly bricked up.
“Valentinooooo,” she whined lowly as I pinched her nub and slipped a finger, then two inside her.
As if she was preparing for her knees to give out, she held onto me and rocked back and forth, getting even wetter. I knew if I cupped my hand, it’d be filled with enough of her juices to drink and I couldn’t hold out any longer.
“Get that nut out the way, baby.” The urgency in my voice was wild.
Essence had me damn near begging, but I didn’t even give a fuck.
Thankfully, her quick cumming ass erupted right then, and I quickly snatched my hand back, sucking her nectar from my fingers.
Eyes blazing, she pulled me down into a sloppy kiss while I pushed her dress up over her thick hips.
Breaking our lips apart, I spun her around and gently nudged her until she was lying flat across my desk.
“I’m bouta remind you of why every-fuckin’-thing that got to do with this pussy is my business.
” I got my slacks undone with one hand and smacked her ass with the other, tucking my lip between my teeth as I watched the ripples it made.
“Ooooh!” Essence moaned, shuddering with her freaky ass, but she instantly stilled when I finally unleashed my dick and slid between her folds. The way she sucked me into a chokehold had my toes curling in the stiff ass dress shoes I wore.
“Fuck, Essence, you grippin’ the shit out my dick.
” My forehead bunched as I tried to figure out what type of goldmine she had between her legs.
I couldn’t even move right away, knowing I’d fuck around and be coating her walls within a matter of minutes.
Gripping her plush sides, I shook off the Essence effect and found my rhythm.
I moved in and out of her slowly, mesmerized by how much she creamed every time I pulled out.
“Mmmm, baaaaaabyyy!” Essence held onto the edge of the desk, easily matching my thrusts, and I lifted her leg for more access.
“Oh, I’m baby now?” I couldn’t help taunting as I drove myself deeper.
“Yessssss! Yesssss, baby!”
“If I’m baby, who the fuck is that nigga?” I was taking the opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. Although I was sure Maxwell didn’t mean shit, I wanted her ass to come to that realization too.
“No-nobooooodddy!” she sniveled, body already shaking as her orgasm inched closer.
“You sure?” I slowed to a stop, pulling out until only the tip was in, making her head spin around like the exorcist. “You sure that nigga ain’t nobody?” I repeated, eyebrows lifting as I awaited her answer.
“Yes, I’m suuuuure, Valentino!” she whined. “Put it back iiiiiin!”
“That’s what the fuck I thought!” I slammed back into her, and she tossed her head back with a scream of pleasure.
Laying on top of her body, I continued grinding into her and wrapped my hand around her delicate throat.
“Say it’s mine, Essence!” I hissed in her ear before circling my tongue around it.
“It’s yours! It’s yours, I swear!” her words slurred as her walls clenched around me, filling the room with the sounds of me slipping through her gushy center and my low grunts. “Valentino, I’m bouta cum! Shiiiiiit! I’m cuuuuuming!” she screamed a second later.
I was right behind her, already feeling my dick expanding and stretching her walls even more.
“Can I nut in my pussy, sweetheart?” I asked huskily as my balls tightened, ready to explode.
“Fill me up, baby.”
As if under her control, my nut shot out, coating her walls.
I wasn’t even the type of nigga who made a whole lot of noise while busting, but I couldn’t stop the growl that came out when I finally released.
My dick was still pulsing my kids into her womb, but the only thought on my mind was killing Maxwell and any other nigga who might’ve even sniffed the pussy.
I hadn’t even known her for a month, and already, I was staking a claim to her.
I just hoped she understood that I didn’t play when it came to what was mine, and Essence James was definitely mine.