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“I agree. Tell me what I can do to help make making that decision easier.”
She smiled and licked her lips, swaying softly in her seat to the music. “That’s kind of you to even offer. It’s really just a matter of time management. I think I’d only have to take night classes, which is good and bad. I could still work by day and do that by night. So that would leave my weekends for auctions and research. You and Papa would be prioritized. I just don’t know how I can do it all.”
“Well, you don’t have to come to the office daily. You also won’t have class daily. So maybe you could go to work and school on the same days throughout the week. That way, your free days would truly be free. And if you wanted to keep your weekends open for me and your grandfather, you could do auctions and research on your free weekdays.”
I wanted to tell her if we moved in together, that would also give us more time. I’d still court her and take her out, but I wanted her as much as I could have her. Keeping that to myself, I figured that part of our relationship would progress. I’d lead us, but I didn’t want to move her too fast.
“That sounds like a good idea. But I don’t want you thinking you can replace me no matter what I do. I really do love working with you.”
Chuckling, I lifted my French Connection to my lips. “I don’t think I could ever replace you, Chy. Professionally or personally. We’ll make it work.”
That seemed to satisfy her nerves. The conversation topic shifted from one thing to another. We found ourselves back on the dance floor. Feeling her ass against me had my dick poking her.
“If you keep grinding on me like that, I’m going to take you to one of these bathrooms and put this dick in you.”
She smiled and wrapped her arm around my neck, holding me close. I groaned when she started twerking against me, arching her back slightly.
“You have to wait until we get home, but I’m going to tease you all night long.”
“Is that a game you really want to play?” I asked, gripping her ass before giving it a smack that made her gasp and moan. My free hand was on her waist, but I lowered it between her thighs. I didn’t give a damn if we weren’t the only ones on this dance floor. When it came to Cheyanne Taylor, it was only her and I.
“Okay.” Cheyanne turned in my arms. “Enough of that.”
I laughed and palmed her ass with both hands, rocking her against me. “I still gotta wait?”
Before she could respond, I lowered myself and slid my tongue inside of her mouth for a deep, nasty kiss. When she moaned against my lips, I pulled away.
“You’re going to have me dripping down my legs soon. I’m not wearing any panties.”
“Damn, baby. I thought you had on a thong. That is not the visual I need right now if you want me to wait.”
Her laugh was the sweetest melody it often was as she tugged me toward our table. “Let’s just talk until our food arrives before this gets too dangerous.”
And that’s what we did. We talked and enjoyed ourselves until our dinner came, then we ate, and I paid the check quicker than I ever had. We headed out, and silence consumed us. Truthfully, there was no space for words in the back of the car. The sexual tension was far too thick. Her legs kept opening and closing, and my dick had become painfully hard.
By the time we made it to her penthouse, I had to pray I didn’t cum too quick.
“Well, thank you for a wonderful evening,” she teased, because there was no way in hell she thought I wasn’t following her inside.
“I’on know why you playing like I’m not about to be in this house and in that pussy.”
She laughed as I unlocked the door. “It’s late, Mr. Jones. Shouldn’t you be getting home to get some rest?”
My hands caressed her hips, then moved up to her waist. Her breath hitched when I pulled her into my body. I lowered myself to her ear, losing all pride when I almost hummed, “Please, bae.” Cheyanne weakened against me. I held her tighter. “You asked me to wait, and I did… like such a good boy.” Her hands went to my chest as I kissed the corner of her mouth, then her lips. “Like your good boy.” Then her ear. I whispered against it, “Now give me that pussy,” as I smacked her ass and squeezed, causing her to whimper, “so I can show you how good I really am.”
“Yes, babe,” she replied breathlessly, using her heeled foot to push open the door. We stumbled backward into it, causing me to pick her up and wrap her legs around my waist. “I’m going to cum as soon as you touch my pussy,” she warned, which was crazy because I felt the same damn way.
The second the door slammed shut, I pressed her against it. While I held her body up and lifted her dress, she pulled my dick out of my boxers. One stroke, and I was filling her with my seeds while her walls pulsed against me as she came. The low growl I released was uncontrollable and animalistic. I’d never cum so fast in my life, but that was a testament to how much I wanted this woman. My woman.
Cheyanne whimpered against my lips before sucking my bottom lip into her mouth and kissing me deeply. Once my breathing was regulated and I stopped throbbing, I began to stroke her against the door. Each time she moaned or called my name, it drove me insane. I lifted her off the door and held her in the air, smacking her body against mine. I kept that up until she squirted against me before carrying her to the couch because the bed was much too far away.
At that point, we were able to slow down enough to undress completely, but the moment our clothes were discarded, I was making my way back inside of her again. Her legs trembled as she scooted up on the couch.
“Don’t cheat me, Chy. I know that’s not all you got. Open those legs and give me one more.”
“Okay. Make me,” she challenged, spreading her legs wider and wrapping her arms around me.
“I love when you listen and do as I say.”
