Page 30 of The Don’s Virgin Obsession

I reached into my drawer for a condom and opened it with my teeth. She took off her leggings and tossed them.

I sucked my middle finger and slid it inside her pussy. “Mmm, you already wet for me.”

She took my finger out and put it in her mouth.

I pushed her legs up and slid inside.

“You know how to get me together, huh?” I kissed her neck.

She laughed. “I sure do.”

I looked at my watch and only had fifteen minutes to catch my nut. I picked up my pace, knowing she was a screamer. That made me put my fingers in her mouth like a pacifier.

“Be quiet, ma. My pops gon’ kill me if he hears you.”

She shook her head fast. “Oh my God, your father is here?”

“Yeah, he’s visiting.”

“You just feel too good,” she moaned.

“I know… we can run it back another time.” I put my hand over her mouth.

I finished her off in ten minutes max. My alarm went off, DND turned off, and my phone was already ringing off the hook before I could slide off the condom.

“I have to get back to work,” I tossed the rubber in the trash.

“Me too, but I have to head home first. Thank you for lunch.” She jumped off the table, looking for her clothes.

I raised my eyebrow. “And the dick.”

She giggled. “And the dick, boy.”

Sade

“I don’t compete with women… I listen to them.”

It was Wednesday wind-down, and my girls were coming over to my new place, a high-rise in Hollywood overlooking LA. Even though business was slow in my eyes, I had made enough to move out of my one-bedroom in West LA.

“So you want me to keep the vibes chill tonight, or you want me to be messy?” Laila asked as we pulled out wine glasses. Laila was my girl who always said what I was thinking, plus she knew how to get the tea out of our friends. I loved a lil mess in my spare time.

I looked at her and smirked. “Messy, duh. I’m curious about something.”

“About Vaughn?” She snickered.

“That’s why I keep you around. I’m just curious why these bitches are so in love. Wanna see who I’ma be working with.”

She laughed. “I got you. And we are not speaking on the potential deal.”

“Nope, let them talk. Tonight makes or breaks that deal.”

“Well, let’s pull out the strong wine, get them talking.”

The girls and our Chinese food showed up at the same time.

Alana, Sophie, Jailyn, Cee-Cee, and Nia. Those were my girls. We built our friend circle just a few years ago. Laila was the only one I knew since college. We were all close, but we had our fallouts with each other and got back to being cool. It was always drama with a man because somebody was always fucking somebody. I wasn’t even fuckin’ but would be in something… like I was about to be tonight.

All the girls fell in loud as hell, happy to see each other. Alana already had a blunt burning. Laila turned on the music. We started eating and getting wasted, living carefree. We started talking about a shopping trip, vacations, and how much we hate working.