Page 4 of Dreaux: The Corporate Assassin

“Where are you from?” He took a sip of his whiskey as he eyed me intently. “That southern accent is strong as hell on you.”

“Texas.” I smiled brightly, causing him to simper. “I’m a southern girl through and through. Before you ask, yes, I love mud riding and sipping moonshine like the next girl. Being on the West Coast is so different than back home. There’s no hospitality here.”

Nodding, he pulled his vibrating phone from his pocket. He eyed it before giving his attention back to me. “I got all the hospitality you need, mama, but check it.” He threw back the remainder of his drink before giving his attention back to me. “You should let me take you out soon. I want to get to know you, Dee. Maybe even let me cook you dinner at my spot.”

I nibbled my bottom lip. “I’d like that. I love a man that knows his way around the kitchen. The way to my heart is definitely through my stomach.”

Groaning, he inched in closer to me. I’m not sure if it was the liquor or his scent that had me woozy all of a sudden. Gripping my waist, he pulled me closer to him.

“If me putting something in your stomach is what you want, I can make that happen, baby.” He kissed my exposed collarbone and brought his eyes back to me. “Just let me know how far you want this to go.”

“Well, I’ll be waiting for your call,” I replied in a husk tone and pushed back slightly. I finished off my drink and prepared to leave. “As tempted as I am to test your theory tonight, I have to go. Plus, I deserve one dinner date before we discuss dessert.” We shared a laugh before I placed my clutch under my arm. “I have a busy day at the office in the morning, but I needed a drink to take the edge off. ”

“Shit, I know of other ways we can do that.” He grinned as I accepted his helping hand and eased from my stool. “I’ll be calling you tomorrow. Make sure you answer for a nigga.”

“Definitely.” I gave him a small smile before standing on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “Goodnight, Nate.”

Turning on my heels, I glanced over my shoulder and eyed him before leaving. His sight was glued to my ass, so I decided to give him something to think about for later. With the sway of my hips, I sauntered through the bar with all eyes on me. On the way out, I met the glare of his friend, and I smiled politely. As tiring as my day has been, my night ended better. Reaching the door, I peered again to wink at Nate. I had a feeling he would make my stay in California well worth it.

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“You know,when you gave me the address to your place, I started not to come.” I smiled as Nate opened the door to his home. Dressed in nothing but a wife beater and sweats, he still looked like the sexiest sin. Stepping inside, I took note of how beautiful the place was. “You just never know someone’s true intentions until they’re revealed.”

Since meeting in the lounge, we’ve been texting and calling each other for a few days. When he asked me to come chill with him at his home, I was taken aback. We went back and forth about it before I finally gave in and said to hell with it. A few of my friends have my location if anything goes wrong, and I do well protecting myself in most situations.

He chuckled as he closed the door behind us. “You’re in good hands with Nate, baby. You looking good today, Dee.” He eyed my tank and leggings. He said we were chilling, so I made sure my attire fit the occasion. “Come on in and get comfortable.”

Placing his hand on my waist, I let him lead us through the foyer into his living room. I looked around for signs of another woman, but his well-put-together home didn’t show any. The black and grey furniture was clean, and the house smelled like mahogany teakwood. There weren’t any pictures on the wall, but for the most part, the place looked homely.

“This is definitely a bachelor pad,” I said, snickering as we both fell onto his sectional. “Did you just move in? It’s so bare in here.”

“I don’t require much, baby.” He winked as he grabbed the remote to his television. “This is just one of my places, so there’s no need to go all out.”

“Ahh, I see.” I placed my bag beside me and turned to face him. “Is that why you invited me to your home so freely? This isn’t your main one, so how many do you have?”

Winking, he reached to the side of him and handed me a stack of menus. One thing I’ve learned about Nate in this short amount of time is that if he didn’t want to answer something, he wouldn’t. Deciding to let it go, I looked over the menus and settled on Chinese. It’s been a while since I had honey chicken and lo mien, so that’s what I decided to roll with.

“So, how was work?” he asked after ordering for us. We were watching some type of action movie that I couldn’t care less about. “They didn’t get on your nerves too bad, did they?”

“You have no idea.” I chuckled as I pulled my vibrating phone from my pocket. Glancing at the message, I frowned slightly before placing it back inside my purse. “How was your day? Did you get some business taken care of?”

During one of our late-night conversations as we tried to get to know each other, he let me in on a very small piece of his life. He was a businessman who had hands in various types of real estate and sales. I tried to get him to elaborate, but he changed the subject, as always.

“Yeah, I got a lot of shit done.” He nodded and peered over at me before pulling me closer. “Had to show some niggas that I’m not the muhfucka to play with.” He pulled his lip between his teeth. “You fine as fuck. You know that?”

Tracing his finger along my jawline, he gripped my neck and pulled me closer to him. My heart began beating in my chest with hopes of him kissing me. I couldn’t help but moan when he used his tongue to trace my lips. The chemistry between us couldn’t be denied.

“I’m not going to lie to you… I want to fuck you so damn bad.” He pulled me to where I was straddling his lap. “I know we’re both grown, but I’m trying not to move too fast with you.”

“Y-You’re right, we’re both adults.” I was embarrassed by how I moaned once he grabbed a handful of my ass. “Maybe… I want you to fuck me.”

Chuckling lowly, I could feel how hard his dick was beneath me. Pulling him closer, I began to grind in his lap as I kissed him deeply. His hands found the inside of my tights as he squeezed my ass.

“Is that pussy already wet for me?” he asked as he nipped my bottom lip with his teeth. “Can I see?”

Without waiting for me to answer, he tossed me beside him and spread me across his couch. Pulling my tights down my thick thighs, he groaned once my red thong came into view.

“You like what you see?” I panted once he pulled it to the side and stared at my bald pussy. I knew I was making a mess on his sofa but at this point, I didn’t care.

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