Page 12 of Seek & Destroy
“Pulling out, huh?” I gave him a mischievous grin.
“You better watch that shit, Ms. Esa. I’m trying to remain respectful.”
“Why?” I asked him, pulling my arms out the straps of my dress.
I didn’t want to talk anymore. It was clear why he brought me to his home. It was past midnight, so I wasn’t looking for much more dialogue. The smirk on Kwame’s face let me know that he liked what he saw.
“Well, since you don’t like talking, let’s see if that pussy will talk to me.”
He snatched me up and made me straddle his lap. His tongue swiped across my right nipple, and I moaned from the feeling. His lips went from my breasts to my neck as he lifted my dress and tore my thong from my body. Kwame then placed me on the couch, pushed my legs back, and dove headfirst into my oasis.
“Mmm…Yes, baby,” I moaned, grabbing his head and rolling my hips in his face.
“That’s right. Put that shit in my face.”
My whole body tingled…a feeling I had never felt. I felt myself exploding within minutes as my moans echoed off the walls. Kwame then eased between my legs, and before I could protest, his lips were on mine. He drove his tongue into my mouth, and it was sad to say that he was my first real kiss…and I enjoyed it.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Esa. Can I have you, baby?” he asked, roving his thumb over my clit.
“Mmm, yes. Fuck me, Kwame,” I found myself saying.
This shit was dangerous. I knew after tonight, I couldn’t do this with him again. Kwame slipped on a condom and slid inside of me. My head fell back as I allowed this man to do ungodly things to me. The night ended with his tongue in my mouth while I rode him until the sun greeted us.
4
Esani
One Month Later…
“Would you stop fidgeting?”Kwame chuckled as we stood outside of his parents’ front door.
I couldn’t believe it had been a month since I met Kwame, and every day felt like an adventure. I told myself not to continue this with him. He was slowly breaking the ice around my heart, and I feared the consequences of this action. I had never in my life spent this much time with any of my conquests. However, Kwame gave me something I didn’t expect. I felt as if I was betraying my mother because I liked being with Kwame. He was smart as shit, attentive, spontaneous, business minded, and charming. Every time I tried to pull away, he would reel me back in somehow. Now, I had come upon the stage where we were meeting the parents. This wasn’t good for me.
He was taking me out of my comfort zone, but honestly, I didn’t mind. I tried hard to protest, telling him it was too soon, but his mother demanded to meet me. In her words, she needed to meet the new queen in his life.
The door opened, and a beautiful face emerged with a wide smile, a smile that matched my Kwame’s perfectly.
“Why didn’t you use your key?” she asked, wrapping her arms around him.
“We’re guests today, Ma.” He pulled me forward as I smiled graciously. “Ma, this is Esani Simms. Esani, this is my mother, Dr. Alina Wiles.”
“Well, it is a pleasure to finally plant eyes on the woman who has made my baby miss three Sunday dinners.” She laughed and took my hands, placing a light kiss on my cheek. “It’s nice to meet you, sweetie.”
“You as well, ma’am. You’re very beautiful.”
“Why thank you, darling. And please don’t call me ma’am. Mrs. Alina will suffice.”
“Got it.”
“Come on in. Your father is in the dining room waiting to meet this gem and also eat.”
We laughed as she led us to the formal dining room.
“Simeon, your son is here,” she announced once we entered.
Mr. Wiles looked up from his magazine and smiled. He then stood, came around the table, and hugged Kwame.
“It’s great to see you, son.”
