CHAPTER FOUR
After breakfast, Jokah and I stood side by side at the sink cleaning up the mess we'd made in the kitchen. He rinsed while I washed, and for somebody who claimed he had plans for me, he still hadn't given me one hint about what they were.
I handed him another plate.
"You know you're getting on my nerves, right?"
He rinsed it and placed it in the dishwasher.
"I ain't even doing nothing."
"Exactly. You're not telling me where we're going."
"You'll survive."
I rolled my eyes and reached for another plate.
He looked down at the sponge in my hand and smiled.
"I could get used to this."
I glanced over at him.
"Used to what?"
"Having a woman around to wash my dishes."
I slowly turned my head.
"Excuse me?"
He tried to keep a straight face, but I saw the smile pulling at the corner of his mouth.
"You heard me."
"Oh, okay."
I dipped my fingers into the suds and flicked them straight at his chest.
He looked down at the bubbles stuck to his skin before looking back at me. "You sure you wanna do that?"
"I just did."
He reached into the sink.
"Jokah, don't you—"
Soap suds hit me right in the face and my mouth dropped open.
"Boy!"
He started laughing while I wiped the bubbles from my cheek.
"You play too much!"
"You started it."
"And I'm about to finish it."
I reached into the sink again, but he caught my wrist before I could get him.
"A’ight, a’ight." He was still laughing as he pulled me closer. "I'm fucking with you. I know dishes ain't just a woman's job."
"They better not be."
"They ain't."
"Good."
"But you was doing a damn good job."
I sucked my teeth and tried to pull away from him.
"Move."
"Nah. Come here."
He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me against his chest before kissing me. I tried to hold on to my attitude, but it lasted all of two seconds before I kissed him back. His hands settled around my waist, and the next thing I knew, my feet left the floor.
"Jokah!"
He lifted me onto the counter and stepped between my legs. I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"What happened to washing the dishes?"
"They'll be there."
He kissed me again before gently pushing my legs farther apart, while grinning, flashing his golds.
"Now it's time for me to please you."
Jokah put his head between my legs, diving in like a man on a mission. His tongue found my clit like it was his favorite treat. I gasped, as my hand pressed against his head. His tongue was working magic, licking, sucking, and teasing. I moaned as my head fell backwards.
"Jokah, yes, right there," I panted, my grip on his head tightening. He didn't let up, his pace increasing, as his tongue went into overdrive.
Jokah sucked my clit into his mouth, his tongue flicking against it, and I was done. I let out a loud cry, as waves of pleasure crashed over me, drowning me in sensation. Jokah stood up and slipped his tongue into my mouth. I could taste myself on him, the sweet and salty tang of my release.
He gripped my ass, pulling me to the edge of the counter. I could feel his hard dick pressing against my opening. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my heels digging into his ass, urging him on.
Jokah slid inside me and I let out a low moan, my nails digging into his back. He started moving, his hips thrusting in and out, his dick hitting just the right spot. I scratched his back, my nails leaving welts. My lips brushed against his ear.
"Fuck me, Jokah," I whispered.
He growled, his pace increasing, his grip on my ass tightening.
Jokah pounded my pussy hard and fast, making me scream.
He wrapped his hand around my neck and got lost in my tunnel.
I slipped my hand between my legs and started rubbing my clitoris.
Jokah was grunting, groaning and growling at the same damn time.
This man was knocking the Mario coins out my pussy, and it felt so good.
If I didn’t get on birth control soon, I was going to be pregnant.
“Ohhh shit. Fuck!”
Jokah thrust into me a few more times before his body tensed under my touch. Another orgasm surfaced and we both came together at the same time. We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies pressed together, our breaths ragged and our hearts racing.
After a brief moment, Jokah pulled out of me and kissed my lips. “Come on, let’s go take a shower.”
I smiled and let him help me down from the counter before following him down the hallway.
We showered together, taking longer than we probably needed to because neither one of us seemed capable of keeping our hands to ourselves.
By the time we finally got out, I was laughing while Jokah blamed me for putting us behind schedule like he hadn’t been an equal participant.
We got dressed, and I kept trying to figure out where we were going based on what he put on. It didn’t help. He caught me watching him in the mirror and shook his head.
“Stop being nosy.”
“I’m not being nosy. I’m looking for clues.”
“You ain’t gone find none.”
“You could just tell me.”
“I could.”
I waited.
He sprayed on his cologne and walked right past me.
“But I ain’t.”
I sucked my teeth.
“You get on my nerves.”
He laughed. “Come on.”
A few minutes later, we stepped into the elevator together. Jokah pressed the button for the lobby while I stood beside him practically bouncing with anticipation.
“I feel like a little kid.”
“You acting like one too, but I love that for you.”
“I can't help it. I've never had somebody plan a whole surprise outing for me before.”
He looked down at me.
“Never?”
I shook my head.
“Nope.”
His brow slanted before he reached for my hand and laced his fingers through mine.
“Good.”
I looked up at him. “Why is that good?”
The elevator doors started closing as a sexy grin spread across his face. “Cause now you get to experience your first one with me.”
I swear nothing this man said or did ceased to amaze me.