Page 43 of The Don's Virgin Obsession
I did, slid it on, and climbed on top of him, moving slowly at first before picking it up. I was moaning, kissing him, squirting, giving him everything, but he still wasn’t all the way there. I kept going until he got close. That’s when he finally grabbed me, pulled me in, and met me with the same energy until he came.
“You squirted all over a nigga. I gotta take a shower and bounce.”
I laughed. “You saying it like you ain’t like it.”
“You know I did.” He lifted me off him and grabbed his bag.
I watched him walk to the guest bathroom, and I went to my room. I was in there about twenty minutes when he walked in fully dressed, a blunt between his lips.
“I’m headed out, ma. I’ll text you.”
“Aww, you’re really leaving?”
“Yeah, got shit to handle.”
“Okay, take some food.”
“I will.”
He walked out just like that.
I stood there a second longer than I needed to, listening to the door close.
It wasn’t new.
But it didn’t feel the same either.
Alana
“I don’t like being left out… and something about them felt like I was.”
One Week Later
Iwas out with the girls, ready for sushi and sake in Beverly Hills. I had a long week working on my podcast. All I wanted to do was have a drink and good sushi. But I also couldn’t wait to see Sade with her sneaky ass.
I showed up first and got our table. The girls showed up a few minutes later. Nia. Laila. Sade and our other friend named Jenny.
I stood up to greet them, all smiles… even Nia. I was still a little shocked she was fucking Vaughn, but I brushed it off. Now it was Sade I was side-eyeing.
We sat down, let the vibe start, but once the food and liquor got in us, my mouth got to moving.
“So, Miss Sade Bennett… when were you going to tell us you signed a deal with V Saint? When were you gonna say that?”
Sade looked at Laila. Laila looked at her. They both laughed.
I already knew, though. Vaughn had been ignoring me, so I had been checking his social media. He hardly posted, but his business page was active. Two days prior, he posted her company, congratulating them on the deal.
“Didn’t think it was a big deal to tell,” she said, sipping her drink like it was nothing.
Nia gasped and hugged her.
“I’m happy for you, friend. Get that bag,” she said.
“Thank you, friend,” Sade replied, and they toasted.
“For the record, I’m not hating. I just think it’s weird you ain’t tell us,” I said, looking right at her.
“What’s weird is you on that man business page lurking. You know now, what’s next? You gon’ come help us work on three buildings under construction for two years?” she shot back, raising her eyebrow.
