Page 28 of Kove and Xiah
“Yeah you got a vibe. One that would make me want to lay up under your pretty ass when the last thing I needed to be doing was worrying about a woman who needs more than a few hours of my time and good dick.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Just so raw and unfiltered.”
“Pretty much. No point in entertaining bullshit on either end. I learned early in life to be honest about what I want and what I need so nobody’s feelings get hurt.”
She lifted the water and smiled. “You still hurt feelings.”
“Nah, I don’t. Women know what they get with me.”
She shook her head. “I’m a woman so I will speak on behalf of the estrogen community when I say that a man like you definitely hurts feelings. Most women are just willing to accept the bad to experience the good and you definitely deliver on the good.”
“You’re gonna have to explain that.”
“The confidence in the way you said a few hours of your time andgood dickcan only be spoken by a man who knows that’s exactly what he brings to the table. I know men talk cash shit about their dick game on the regular but most of the time we know when it’s just talk and when it’s fact. You, sir, are speakingfacts, and because of that, women let you hurt their feelings. They just choose not to express that to you because they know you don’t care. Hence my earlier statement about accepting the bad and hurt feelings with the good, world renowned dick.”
I laughed, shaking my head. “I’m gonna have to take your word on that because you’re spitting game about some shit I don’t have inside information on.”
“I’m a woman, I know.” She shrugged.
I tapped the screen of my phone to check the time. It was almost three in the morning.
“Let me get you home. It’s late.”
“You want me to leave?” The cute ass expression on her face had my dick standing at attention, prepared to answer on my behalf.
“Nah, I don’t, but that’s probably best for both of us.”
“Probably but me staying with you tonight could also be a good option. I could consider it a staycation. They say the spa here is really nice, and since I just sold my first multi-million dollar house, I should treat myself.”
I nodded, prepared to offer an alternative. “Let me go do something really quick. Stay here, don’t talk to strangers, and don’t fucking move from this spot, aight?”
She frowned. “Where are you going?”
“Don’t worry about all that. I’ll be back. Don’t move.”
“Fine, hurry up, and wash your hands.”
I smirked, shaking my head because she assumed I was going to the bathroom. That wasn’t my plan. I left the bar, heading straight to the check-in desk. I requested a suite and asked them to put my card on file to cover the room and anything added via the service desk or concierge. After she handed over the key, I made my way back to the bar and extended it to Xiah.”
“What’s that?”
“You got a suite for the night and they have my card on file. Order whatever you want, go to the spa tomorrow, and do your staycation shit.”
“The point of me celebrating was for me to spend a little of the money I earned to treat myself, not spend more of your money.”
“It’s cool. Consider it my good deed for the night. It’s late and I’ve been drinking, so I’m not about to drive you home andI damn sure ain’t putting you in the car with a stranger. I’m assuming your girl is already gone, right?”
She nodded. “Yes but I could have stayed with you. We’re friends, right?”
“Yeah, we are, but I already told you I’m honest about my expectations. And if you stay with me tonight, I’m gonna fuck you.”
Her lids fluttered and her lips parted before she pulled the corner of the bottom one between her teeth. “That look right there is why this is the only option you get. You aren’t ready for what I will do to you, Xi. Come on.”
She dropped her eyes to the key I placed on the bar and lifted before she let me help her off the stool. I closed out our tab, paid cash with a generous tip, and we headed to the elevators. Her suite was at the end of the hall on the same floor as mine, so I walked her to the door and waited for her to enter. As soon as she had the door open, she turned to me, chewing on that damn lip again.
“Thank you for this.”
“Thank you for chilling with me tonight,” I countered.
