Page 23 of Pleasuring Professor Pisces
“Yep. For two years, I did my shit. Made sure she could pay the bills, buy groceries, and had some extra money in her pockets. Everything extra, I stashed.”
“Did you drop out?”
I stirred my food but didn’t take a bite. “Nah, she didn’t play that shit. She knew what I was doing in the streets, and she didn’t turn my money away. But she did threaten me to beat my ass if I dropped out. The plan was always for me to go to college. Only, I got hemmed up when I was seventeen, and those dreams were lost. I got caught with twenty-five g’s, and I was charged with possession with intent to sell. I spent the next three years of my life in prison.
“I got out at twenty and spent the next year of my life trying to figure out what to do. I had money, but I had saved that for something greater than college. I didn’t qualify for grants or shit. I got wind of this program for ex-cons. I hooked up with the man in charge of the program, and he was a reformed dope dealer too. He understood what I was going through. Anyway, the program paid my way through college. All I had to do was maintain an A average.”
“That’s why you work your ass off.”
“Exactly. So, I used my money as a down payment on the home my mama wanted to buy. She made me use some to get this place for myself. With the rest of it, I stashed it until I’m ready to launch my business.”
“What business is that?”
“Promise you won’t laugh.”
“No. Dreams are important. I would never downplay them.”
“I want to start a coaching business. Public and motivational speaking is where my primary focus will be, but I’ll also provide career coaching for ex-cons like me.”
“That’s cool, Salem. Why would you think I would laugh?”
“People don’t always take my shit seriously, ya know.”
“I do.”
“I know. That’s why I like you.”
She dipped her head and laughed. I tilted her chin back up and stared into her eyes. “I’m serious. You can lust after a person and want to do all sorts of shit with them, but to build something substantial, you first gotta like that person, and I like the hell out of you, Koi Hall.”
“I like you too, Salem Gates.” The way that she said it was almost as if she couldn’t believe that I genuinely liked her. I still held her chin, and I used it to pull her closer. Koi didn’t resist but waited for me to kiss her.
I kissed her sweetly and softly. It was torturous, making me struggle with patience. I wanted to throw patience away and get right down to business.
“Hey, when you gon’ let me get in Koi’s pond?”
Koi bit her lip with a bit of coyness before she surprised me by making the first move. She pushed up from the floor and straddled me.
She looped her arms around my neck as we continued kissing. I pulled back and stared into her eyes when I touched the buttons of her tank blouse, asking for permission. No words were spoken. Koi gave a simple nod, and I unbuttoned her blouse.
While I was busy removing her blouse and bra, she was tugging my T-shirt up. We broke our kiss long enough for her to stand and reach down for me. I removed the rest of her clothes and admired her beautiful body. My hands grasped her firmly and pulled her to me. I let her pull my sweatpants down, and when I stood before her in the nude, I lifted her into my arms.
“Do you have protection?” she asked.
“I do. We gon’ have to talk about this later and share our charts. ’Cause I ain’t into wearing rubbers with the woman who belongs to me.”
She giggled and blushed. “How many have belonged to you?”
“Zero until now.”
“So you always wear condoms?”
“Always. And I will for you, but tonight only,” I explained as I carried her into my room. I laid her on my bed, and I grabbed a condom from the drawer.
“Let me,” she suggested, licking her lips.
I gave it to her, and she kneeled before me. Setting the condom aside, she took me into her hands and met my gaze. Those perfect, plump lips wrapped around my dick, and I clenched my teeth to hold on tight.
She sucked on the head and worked her hands up and down my shaft until she grew comfortable. Slowly, Koi worked her way down my length until it became too much.
