Black Butterfly (14 page)

             
“Mmm, damn, baby girl you’re banging. All of these shots are hot as hell. I like them all so far.”

             
My smile was so broad that my cheeks were hurting. “I am glad you’re satisfied.”

             
Dean just looked at me and I almost got lost in those eyes again. ‘What the fuck?’ I asked surprised at myself. I cleared my throat interrupting his intense stare.

             
“Do you do this to all men, or is it just me?” He asked in almost a whisper.

             
“What do you mean?” I asked innocently. I knew exactly what he meant. I just had this power over men that could not be explained or contained. My father had been my first victim. It was funny that it came to me naturally. I hardly even tried.

             
“You know what I mean ma. I don’t know how you feel about mixing business with pleasure. So, how do you feel about that?” He licked his lips and let his eyes linger on my breasts. He looked back up and made eye contact with me. He rubbed his hands together like a hungry man at a buffet.

             
“I don’t really know how I feel about it right now. I haven’t made up my mind about whether I would associate with you either way.”

             
Dean looked hurt, but I couldn’t help myself. He was so used to women throwing themselves at his feet. I was no groupie. His pockets did not mean a thing to me. I had had just as much, if not more money than he’d ever make. It was something else in his pants that intrigued me. I had to fuck with him though.

             
“Damn, it’s like that?” He asked looking wounded. “Damn.” He shook his head like what I had said to him was so hard to believe.

             
“Is it that hard to fathom Dean? Oh, okay. I’ve figured it all out now. You’re so cocky that you thought I’d go there with you. Do you hit on all of your prospective female business associates?” I asked in a very serious tone.

             
He straightened his posture. “No, I don’t. Here, take my card and think about designing for me. I would like to feature you as the face of WoMon Ross even if you don’t decide to design for me.”

             
“I will think about designing for you Dean. I don’t know if I want to commit to anything right now, but I will be in touch.” I shook his hand and walked away. I wanted to leave his head fucked up. I got into the limo and programmed his number in my cell. As the limo pulled off I threw his card out of the window. I wanted him to see it when he left. I’d make him wonder a little bit, then I’d put him on ice just in case things went south with Raheem.

Chapter 10

Renell

Our first night in Vegas was perfect. Everything had happened in perfect succession and I couldn’t have been happier. It was after three am when we made it back to our immaculate suite. Of course we were staying at one of my father’s lavish hotels. It had a casino and t club inside. We had been gambling and getting our drink on all night and were both anxious to get back to the suite for a very obvious reason. The sexual tension between us was so thick you could slice and dice it.

“
You are so drunk,” Ricky laughed as I tried to put the keycard in the door. The door finally clicked open and we walked inside.

“I’m so stupid,” I whined as I sat down on the sofa in the suite’s living room. Ricky sat down beside me.

“You’re far from stupid baby,” he said and kissed my cheek. I turned my face and tasted the Courvoisier on his tongue. He was intoxicating and I was glad that I was already drunk. I wanted to be able to be free with him. I pushed him back on the sofa gently and whispered in his ear.

“It’s been almost over two years since I’ve been with a man,” I explained.

“We’ve already discussed this Renell,” he said smoothly.

“I also let you know the reason for that.”

“Very vaguely, but that was in the past. I’m here now baby.”

“I am ready to make love to you Ricky.”

Ricky’s eyes were wide and filled with passion. “There’s nothing that I would like to do more.”

I stood up and let my clothes fall
to the floor. All I had on was a sexy black thong and bra set from Victoria’s Secret. I’d had my pedicure, manicure and Brazilian wax done just in time.

Ricky examined my body with a look of raw lust on his face. His eyes said it all. “Take the rest off. I want to see more,
although what I see is absolutely gorgeous. Your body is even more beautiful than I imagined.”

I removed my bra
and panties without hesitation. All I wanted to do was please him. I’d fallen in love with Ricky and was ready to be with him in every way.

He looked at me and sighed. “Damn. Turn around baby.”

I did as he said loving the way he was complimenting me.

“Mmm, come here sexy.
” I heard him whisper behind me in a raspy voice.

I walked ove
r to him and he cradled my ass cheeks in his large, warm hands. I could feel my body freeze with apprehension. He felt me become rigid

“Relax Nell. I will never hurt you baby. If you don’t want to do this I’ll still be here. I love you and I will wait. I’ll wait as long as it
takes. I’m in no hurry baby,” he said looking all chocolate and sweet.

“I love you too.” The foreign words just slipped from my lips that easily.

Relaxing wasn’t hard after our true feelings were revealed. I believed that he loved me, so I relaxed enough to let him place a nipple in his warm mouth. He sucked and licked in circles. Before I knew it I was spread eagle on the bed with my thighs pressed against his ears.

“Mmm, you taste so good,” he said
breathlessly against my pussy. His warm breath caused my body to shudder.

I was clawing at the walls and gyrating. I was trying so hard to come, but trying not to because I didn’t want the feeling to end. It felt so damn good and it had been so long.
“Ohh, uhhh, yes! Ricky, right there! Mmm, fuck…right there!” I grabbed his head.

“Mmm, girl, it’s so sweet,” he said managing to talk clearly with his mouth full.

When my leg started shaking I knew I was about to have a powerful orgasm. The familiar, yet foreign feeling of euphoria swept over my body and caused it to overheat in seconds. I could feel my body getting weak as the sensation of pleasure approached.

“Ricky…damn baby…mmm.” I felt hot tears on my cheeks. Grabbing the sheets
, I pulled at them as he continued to suck my clitoris. It was so good that I felt like I’d never stop climaxing. My body just kept shaking and convulsing with every stroke of his skillful tongue. He just kept sucking and licking like eating pussy was a hobby. I had to beg him to stop.

“Mmm, she’s
nice and wet now baby,” he said in a sexy, lustfull voice. “Are you ready?” He asked putting on a Trojan Magnum. Yes, he was well endowed. It was about nine and a half inches and very thick.

Grabbing my ass cheeks he gently made his way inside of my tightness. I could f
eel him stretching me to capacity. It was a good thing he’d gotten me all slick and wet first. I could feel my juices flowing as his tongue teased my neck and ears. The pain turned into pleasure and I moved my hips with him. His hands felt so good as they massaged and caressed my ass cheeks.

“Nell, mmm, I’m so damn glad you called me. You feel so good baby,” he moaned in my ear. His warm breath on my ear made me shiver.

“Mmm, Ricky, me too.” My hands massaged his back as he stroked me long and deep. “Mmm, I’m coming baby…yesss.”

“This is only the beginning baby. Be expecting plenty more of those tonight,” he whispered softly nibbling my earlobe.

When we were finally too spent to move we realized that the sun was coming up. We both slept like babies, but were back at it again as soon as we opened our eyes. It was the best I’d ever had and he agreed.

*                              *                             *

Seandra

My acting skills were very convincing as I moaned and groaned as Maurice and I had sex in the shower. “Uhh, Maurice! Shit! Mmmm…fuck me baby!” He liked for me to talk dirty to him. I wasn’t really enjoying it, because he wanted to have sex way too much.

“Seandra…damn baby,” he groaned and slapped my ass like I was his child. “
I love the way that fat muthafucker jiggles!” He came a few minutes later. I didn’t, but pretended that I did.

He kissed me. “I’m hard again. Can I get some more?”

“Hell no. You’ve been getting some almost every hour on the hour. Damn. How much do you think I can fuck? I’m not a machine, or a blow up doll. You’re so over sexed Maurice. Can you give my pussy a rest? You’re not going to wear me out!” I snapped.

“If I
didn’t
want to fuck you it would be a problem. You mad at me because I am attracted to you? That’s some crazy shit Seandra. Besides, if we get married you’re going to give it to me when I want it. You might as well get used to it now.”

I laughed in his face. “You sound crazy right now. Husband
, or not you’re not the boss of me. This is my pussy and I decide when I have sex. Not you.”

“Just thirty minutes ago the pussy was mine. What happened?” He smirked at me.

Obviously he hadn’t been sniffing any coke because he’d managed to stay hard for two days straight. Maybe he was just mixing it with liquor. Alcohol seemed to counteract the effects of the coke and he could stay hard. “You get on my damn nerves sometimes Maurice. You act like all I am good for is sex.”

“If you think I’m with you for the sex you’re wrong. I can get pussy easy. I love you and I love having sex. Especially with you,” he said.

“What the fuck do you mean especially with me? Don’t fuck with me Maurice! Who are you fucking? How the hell do you manage to fuck me all day and have enough energy to fuck other women? I don’t understand! What is wrong with you? You just don’t realize what you have! There are so many men out there who are more worthy of me than you!” I yelled in frustration.

“
Why don’t you go ahead and leave me for one of them then.” He laughed. “You won’t baby, because I have your heart.” He pointed at his hard on. “Now c’mon and make love to your man.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “You might a
s well put that thing away. Go fuck one of them hoes who be calling you in the fucking a.m. Shit, you got a dime piece right here and don’t know the first thing to with me.” I stood in front of him in all my naked glory. “Are you blind? You have all of this. What are you going to do with me?”

“I’m trying to
do it to you,” he said walking toward me.

I pushed him away. “I’m not talking about sexually Maurice!”

“What the fuck are you talking about then? You’re the one standing in front of me naked asking me what I am going to with you? I can show you better than I can tell you. That’s all I’m saying,” he shrugged his shoulders with a shrewd look on his handsome face.

I just shook my head in disbelief. “I’m just a pretty face and fat ass with a hot ass career. This relationship is for show! Get the fuck out!”

His eyes got big as silver dollars. “What the hell you mean get out? And stop cussing so damn much! It isn’t lady like.”

“Fuck you! Get the fuck out of my house
!” I grabbed his suitcase out of the closet.

He jumped up and quickly put on his clothes. He cussed me out under his breath, but I didn’t care. I just wanted him out of my house and away from me. “Baby, is this about the phone calls?” He asked.

I ignored him and tossed his shit in the suitcase.

“Is it about setting a date for the wedding?” He asked looking depleted. The little cocky prick was replaced by Mr. Regretful.

I zipped his suitcase. “You should be able to get a flight to Atlanta, or at least a hotel room tonight.”

“Are you dumping me?”
He asked. “If so give me my damn ring back.” Now he wanted to be vindictive. He wasn’t getting my ring. Hell to the no.

“
No. I just need some space. I was just at your house a few weeks ago. I’m not sure if this is a break up yet.”

“I was just making love to you fifteen minutes ago. Seandra, you’re really tripping.”

I passed him his suitcase and pushed him to the door. “Just go Maurice. Okay.”

“I won’t be put on hold forever Seandra.”

“Tell me something I don’t know. Have you ever really waited for me?” I pulled him toward the door and he yanked away.

“
I’m not going anywhere,” he said putting the suitcase down. He pulled me into his arms and tried to kiss me. I turned away. “I love you for real Seandra. I do.”

“Well, that really doesn’t matter right now. I just want to be alone. I will call you.”