Page 209 of Not My Type
“Almost 11 hours,” Gutta tells Nickoi. Jesus...
“What?” I gasp and spot Teyanna lying on his shoulder. It’s a bae thing.. Okayyyy!
“Night wi a reach,” I sigh and pick up my phone.
“Just enjoy the flight man,” Nickoi says and I nod.
The attendant comes back with the champagne and we thank her. She walks over to Gutta and I take a picture of the champagne in front us. She gave us a plate of food and some fruits too. I guess Nickoi asked for that too.
“... please take your seats for landing,” my eyes pops open. I’ve been sleeping on and off during the flight and every time I open my eyes to snack on something Nickoi is in his phone or conversing with Gutta. Mi know fi sure him nuh sleep though.
“Flight yah longgg so til!” Anna’s voice travels from behind me and I laugh out.
“Anuh lie Zara,” she gets up.
When we get out it’s dark and cold outside. Thankfully we don’t have to wait since Nickoi got us an Escalade. Gutta decides to drive us through the city, my smile grows.
“I can’t believe I’m here,” I say quietly.
Nickoi slips his hand in my breast as his comfort as we enjoy the ride to the hotel. I lay on his shoulder admiring the place.
“The place pretty bad, yuh have a right fi always wah come here,” Anna gawks behind her camera.
I check if I have my Sony, but Nickoi’s fingers rolling my nipple, til’ it’s erected, grabs my attention. A soft moan spills from my lips. I smile, looking if Gutta or Anna heard it. Gutta busy a drive and Anna a admire the place. Nickoi smirks.
When we get to the Hotel, we go our separate ways. Nickoi hands me the key card to open our door. Once the door swings open, I see pink petals, balloons and gifts adorning the hotel room. How did– Nickoi have links everywhere man.
“Happy belated birthday,” he rasps, my heart flutters. He’s towering over me, so close, that damn Creed cologne, just serenading my nostrils.
“We s’pose to come here after the party but as yuh see it would a be impossible.”
“No Nickoi yuh don’t nuh need to explain... you do so much for me and mi doh think mi can thank you enough or even repay you,” my gaze drifts to the jacuzzi. He shakes his head like it’s nothing.
“You a make me happy so this a my way fi show you seh mi appreciate you,” he tells me. My eyes dancing around, impressed.
“How?” I’m in awe, like we’re literally in Honolulu and he already had everything prepared for me?
“Money talk baby,” he smirks. This man. Never fails to impress me.
“I know something that can show you how much I appreciate you... you wanna take a guess?” I fall to my knees, sinking my fingers in the waistband of his shorts. His eyes darkens.
“C’mere...” my fingers curl, coaxing him closer, a silent invitation hanging between us.
My hand trailing down, fingers curling behind his knee, his muscles tense under my touch, his hands flex at his sides. My breath skims his thigh, a silent promise, almost. For a moment, I think he’s going to allow me free rein but then in a swift moment, he cups my face, tilting it up to meet his gaze.
“Slow down... how yah move suh?” it’s low, then, his lips brush mine. Not soft, not sweet, just pure heat and pressure. The press of his mouth deepens, tilting my head back, the edge of his teeth grazes my bottom lip, before he takes it in his own,
stealing my breath, swallowing whatever words I might’ve said.
The kiss is deep, desperate—a plea and a statement all in one. Then, just as suddenly as he took control, he pulls away. My lips tingle, my mind spins, but he’s already turning, disappearing through the open balcony doors.
“Nickoi?” my voice is so seductive. “Why you do that?” I slide off the bed and join him.
He’s silent as if nothing happened meanwhile my body is on fire, aching for him. “How long we staying?” I ask, trying to focus on something else other than the fact that this man just made me horny, wet and ready for him just to leave me; to do what? Ugh!
“Just two days cause mi have things fi deal with,” his voice drops, rough with something that curls in my stomach.
“Okay I understand plus mi have school Monday.” I say.
