Page 47 of The Don’s Virgin Obsession

“Your place, because I know you want some dick.”

I paused for a second, then walked off behind him because clearly, he had already decided.

We didn’t talk much on the way there. He had his music loud, blunt burning, and in his own world.

By the time we got inside, I was already pulling him toward me.

He gave me dick… but not like the first time.

He wasn’t all the way there. No foreplay, no going down on me, but he made me suck him off.

He let me do most of the work, moving when he needed to, but not leading it.

That alone had me clocking him.

When it was over, he got up quickly out of my bed.

Too quick.

Grabbing his clothes, moving like he had somewhere to be.

“You leaving already?” I asked, sitting up.

“Yeah.”

“That’s it?”

He looked at me, calm. “You good.”

I sat there for a second after the door closed, staring at it.

Something wasn’t right.

And it wasn’t just him.

It was Sade.

The deal.

The way he brushed it off.

The way she acted about it.

That wasn’t surface-level.

That was something else.

And whatever it was…

I was going to get to the bottom of it.

Sade

“I don’t step into a man’s space to adjust… I step in to take control of it.”

Days later…

Iwoke up to a flat tire on the first day of work.