Page 15 of Defending the Post
I jolted my head forward to find her eyes on me. She extended her tongue toward the tip of my dick, and it still wasn’t fully committed. Sharra paused as she glared at me.
“I can’t fucking believe it. You want someone else but using me to satisfy your urge,” she said, and I shrugged.
“Close your eyes and when you open them again, imagine I’m her. I won’t be offended,” she said.
I captured her chin and caressed her cheek with my thumb.
“It’s okay, Marquise. She must be special. People use people every day. And you know I enjoy sucking your dick,” she said.
Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes and opened them again. Sharra’s wavy hair had transformed into the curly mohawk and chestnut brown skin. My dick hardened as I kept the vision of Erin in the forefront of my mind. The warmth of her mouth sent chills racing up my spine. I gripped her hair, setting the tone for my pleasure.
“Fuck,” I gritted.
The more her tongue wrapped around my shaft, the more I edged toward my release. She increased the pace and her suction as my eyes watered and cum left my body.
“Shit!”
I opened my eyes to find Sharra licking her lips to claim the cum that missed her mouth.
“Whoever she is, you want her and bad. You were different, Marquise,” she said.
My heart rattled against my chest as I tried to catch my breath. Mentally, I confirmed Sharra’s comment. Erin controlled my thoughts this morning as I stroked my dick in the shower. Those pretty browns could get anything out of me.
“Are you done?” Sharra asked, as she brushed the tip with her thumb.
I stared at her hardened nipples pushing the bra to its limits and shook my head yea. She smiled as she stood on her feet.
“Until you get the mystery woman out of your system, it’s going to be difficult for youto get hard,” she said.
I agreed with a head nod. Sharra exited to the bathroom as I pushed my dick back into my jeans. She sat next to me and we transitioned to business.
“Thank you for connecting me with your teammate, SB. He bought two houses. My commission was nice. A few more, and I will be able to open my own shit,” she said.
“Sharra, you are the best in the business.”
“What are you going to do about your problem,” she asked.
I peered over at her and shrugged. Sharra sold me what I called my playhouse condo, and we fucked before I signed the paperwork. We’d been associates ever since. After she told me she wanted her own real estate office, I threw business her way.
“I don’t know. She got me in a little chokehold right now. Everything about her goes against my playboy ways.”
Sharra tapped my leg and smirked. “Maybe it’s time to give up your bed wandering ways. This could be a phase.”
“I’m mean as fuck to her because I want her in my bed. She snapped out on me and it turned me on,” I said.
“You mean to a woman? Shit, I know she got your nose wide open,” Sharra said.
I loved women and enjoyed spending time with them. There was something about their soft energy that gave me adrenaline. The ambitious ones, I helped with their businesses by givingthem referrals. Some only wanted sex, and that was always okay with me. One thing I didn’t do was spend money on them or buy them jewelry.
“What makes her special?” Sharra asked.
“She got this shy, feisty spirit and she scares the fuck out of me,” I admitted.
Erin and I hadn’t talked much, but she wasn’t going for casual sex. Thinking about it, I wasn’t comfortable with it either because I didn’t want to share her.
“And you can’t stay away. I never thought I would see the day. I’m going to miss you,” she said, as she tapped my leg and stood on her feet. “Good luck in the playoffs.”
I tossed up two fingers before she left me alone with my dilemma. The only person who could help me was Pops.
