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“Bih, he the owner. You see I’m trying to get up with his homeboy.”

“Girl, he big as hell. You sure you can handle allat man?”

“Listen, I will fuck that big nigga so good I’ll have him sucking his thumb and singing my name.” Dymond, smirked causing me to bust out laughing.

“Okay deeennn,” I chuckled.

Not even ten minutes later they were back.

“You riding or what, shorty?” Dude asked Dymond and she jumped up so fast she damn near knocked the table over.

“So, this all you?” I asked Ermias as he sat next to me.

“Yeah, you like it.”

“I love it. This just might be my new spot to be honest. I’ma have to bring my sister with me for sure next time.”

“Fasho. Y’all should come through next Thursday. I’m hosting an engagement party for my homeboy. It’s gon’ be a vibe, you definitely don’t want to miss out.”

“Count me in.” I smiled. “Well, it’s getting late. I’ma head out. It was very nice meeting you…I look forward to seeing you next week.”

“What if I said I’m not ready for our night to end. You wanna go for a ride?”

“I drove here.”

“Yo’ car good.”

It didn’t take much for Ermias to convince me and before I knew it, he was escorting me to his all-white and chrome Maybach.

Two HoursLater

Peace Signby Usher was softly playing in the background as Ermias got well acquainted with my body. When he asked me to go for a ride with him, I expected that we would ride around, talk and get to know another and we kinda did that but somehow we ended up at his condo. The fact that he drove a Maybach confirmed that his money was long, but when he pulled up to 850 Lake Shore Drive, my yoni started thumping.

When we walked into his condo it took my breath away. I had been in plenty penthouses, but this one hit different than all the rest. His place didn’t give bachelor vibes like you would expect; it was tidy, modern and sleek. I didn’t get a tour of his place, but the living room, kitchen, his bedroom and bathroom made me fall in love with it.

Sexual tension between us was intense and our conversation was insightful. Ermias was born and raised in Chicago like I was, and he too went to a city school. We never crossed paths because he was at a public city school, and I went to a private one.

“On this side, legs up like a peace sign. Two cups down, got her tongue-tied, can't wait 'til I'm inside.” Usher’s voice bellowed throughout the room.

My legs were legit up in a peace sign on Ermias’s shoulders as he worked my center like his life depended on it. In my early twenties, I couldn’t even front, I’d had my share of sex encounters but sex with Ermias had so much passion that I got lost in the moment. I really feel like he fucked me so good that I would be happy with having only his dick and no one else for the rest of my damn life.

Ermias was covered from his neck down in tatts and I could tell that he took very good care of himself. He was lean and tone, yet still very masculine and strong.

Aside from the music, sounds of our lovemaking filled the room as I felt my next wave of pleasure begin to erupt.

“Ahhhh shit, you feel so good. Grab my neck.”

Ermias wrapped one of his hands around my neck and applied just enough pressure to send me into overdrive. As I creamed all over him, he continued to knock the frame loose on my sensitive lil yoni; had my legs trembling and mouth drier than the Sahara Desert. Even though we had just met, it felt like he was making love to my soul. That was my confirmation that I had indeed found my soulmate.

Ermias picked up the pace and started long stroking me at a steady pace, then he leaned in closer, my legs still on his shoulders and started tongue-kissing me. The kiss was sloppy and tasted like Big Red gum.

Between his grunts, groans and moans Ermias had me hooked. After what felt like the most beautiful song on repeat and 45 minutes later, he finally released in the condom. Once his dick stopped thumping inside of me, he slid out and snatched the condom off, then spooned me. I could feel his dick against my ass as I laid cradled in his embrace. He just didn’t know it yet, but I wasn’t about to let this man go. I planned to hold on to him for dear life.

KIMBERLY “KIMMIE”

“Not like that. Softer, Jay.” I guided Jaysun back to my clit.

As I stared up at the ceiling, I became more and more disgusted, and I really hated that for real. Jaysun had got me all hot, mad and horny, ready to do some wild sex but that wasn’t what was happening.

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