Page 31 of Seducing a Sagittarius
“I want you to sit on my face tonight.”
“You must want to die tonight?”
“If I die eating you, I’ll die a happy man.”
She laughed loud then covered her mouth. “The ballroom is coming together nicely. Would you like to see it?” She was deflecting because she was too shy to express herself without my tongue or dick encouraging her.
“Nah, I’ll see it at the party. And while we’re on the subject, I had a little something sent to your house.”
“What is it?”
“It’s a surprise.”
“I like surprises. Gifts are one of my love languages.”
“We’re going to have to talk more about those tonight when I invite you over for dinner.”
“You cook?”
“I do a little something.”
“Period, boo!” We laughed, and I found myself daydreaming about all the things I wanted to do with her.
“A’ight, baby. Let me make some phone calls. I’ll see you tonight at eight. Don’t be late.”
“Okay. I’ll be there.”
“Cool . . . See you soon, beautiful.”
“See ya.” We hung up as I prepared for yet another meeting.
The doorbell sounded just as I pulled the chicken from the oven. I placed the pan on the stove then went to get the door. When I opened it, a smile drew upon my face seeing this goddess standing before me. Her hair was curly as if she’d just washed it, and she even put on a little makeup, enhancing her already natural beauty. My eyes slid down her thick ass frame to the short white and red minidress, with the front crisscrossed over those nice ass boobs with no bra. Making her already D-cups look even more perfect.
“Shit, baby. Did you come to eat or get ate?” I asked, licking my lips.
She laughed as I pulled her into my arms, grabbing handfuls of her perfect ass.
“No, we’re going to eat now, and you can eat me for dessert.”
“You already know that cake is on the menu.” I took her hand, closing the door, then led her into the dining area. I pulled out her chair then poured her a glass of wine to get her settled.
“I’ve been coming here for weeks, and I’ve never complimented you on how lovely your home is.”
“If I had to guess the reason, I’d say that type of thing doesn’t impress you . . . Am I right?”
“Relatively. But don’t think that I hadn’t noticed the chill vibe you have going on. It’s like an oasis for the introverted king.” She smiled while sipping her wine.
I smirked. “King, huh?”
“Yes. I compare all black men to kings, even the ones who doesn’t exhibit kingly behavior.”
“I feel that. Let me go grab the food, and I’ll be right back.” I left the dining area just as my phone rang. I pulled it from my pocket, seeing Emani calling me.
“What it do, Mani?”
“I need some advice.”
“I’m sorta in the middle of something right now.”
