Page 5 of He Snatched My Soul
“Well, you're gonna have to deal with him for two weeks. How are you going to manage that?”
“In my free time, I plan on soaking up some sun on the beautiful beach. Besides, we are staying in separate hotels, so we won’t have to see each other unless it’s work-related.”
Sitting the glass down on the bar top, I signaled the bartender for another refill. My mind was all over the place. Since that night, three years ago, I couldn’t get Bless, well, Jamian, out of my mind. It was the soft pre-grand opening of the Armstrong Hotel & Casino in Melville when Jamian and I first bumped into each other. Mr. Armstrong, my boss, had thrown an event for all the VIP members. That same night, I found out my boyfriend of two years had been cheating. I was a total mess after he made the mistake of pocket-dialing me, and I heard him fucking my best friend. The hurtful part was hearing him tell her that he loved her and him making plans to marry her. My feelings were so hurt. All I wanted to do was find out where they were and beat both their asses for betraying me.
I’ve never cheated on Greg, so the betrayal cut deep. And to find out that not only did he cheat, it was with my best friend, no less. So it was the double punch in the gut that fucked me up. I had no doubt that Greg and I would get married and have a family. But instead, he turned out to be a fluke. My beautiful day turned into a nightmare until a tall, handsome man sat nextto me at the bar. I appreciated his wide smile, straight teeth, and the scent of his expensive cologne that took over all my senses like a thief in the night. It was a night that I remembered like it had happened yesterday.
I was sitting at the bar, drinking Hennessy like it was going out of style, trying to erase the disturbing phone call I received not even an hour ago. Hearing my boyfriend and best friend fucking like rabbits as they moaned and declared their love for one another put me in a terrible headspace. I was in such a shock that I sat at that bar listening to them go at it for a good five minutes before I couldn’t take it anymore and hung up.
Distraught, pissed, hurt, and betrayed were all the emotions that I felt inside at the moment, and the only thing I could do at this point was drink. Just as I wrapped my lips around the small glass, I heard the most sexy, deep, alluring voice whisper in my ear. It was full of sex appeal, sending a chill down my spine and causing my thong to immediately become drenched with my juices. When I turned around on the barstool to see who the stranger was that had me ready to risk it all, I damn near toppled over out of my seat. When I tell you his face matched his voice, I knew it had to be the liquor because there’s no way God made a man this damn fine.
I took him in from head to toe, ogling him. His tall frame, smooth brown skin, and beautiful light brown eyes had me in a trance and my pussy wet. I couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol or if it was the deep waves in his head that had a bitch dizzy.
“What did you say?” I said when I finally found my voice. I knew I had to look crazy, just staring at him like I was a nutcase from the psych ward.
“I said, what nigga fucked up that got you sitting here drinking like a fish out of water, beautiful.”
When he smiled at me, I nearly came on myself. The diamond grill on the bottom roll of his teeth sparkled underthe ballroom lights. Not to mention the all-black tuxedo that he wore fit him like it was custom-made to fit his physique.
“Who said it was a nigga?” I pursed my lips, flipping my blond tresses over my shoulder, and looked at him.
“Because you are too beautiful to be single. Am I lying?”
“It doesn’t matter. I don’t want to talk about shit that’s not relevant at the moment, Mr…”
“Bless.” He licked his lips, giving me his right hand to shake.
“Bless? Hmm! I like it.” I flirted. “Modesty. Nice to meet you, Bless.” I smiled and placed my hand in his.
“The pleasure is all mine, shorty. Can I buy you another drink?” he offered, releasing my hand as his eyes penetrated mine, gazing at me like a porterhouse steak sizzling on the grill.
I accepted his offer. Shit! Why not? It wasn’t like I planned on getting to know this man beyond him fucking the shit out of me.
As the night progressed, Bless and I continued to flirt back and forth as we continued knocking back shots of Hennessy, with our conversation flowing effortlessly. I didn’t give him too much of my life, nor did he. Just the basic shit. I didn’t mention where I worked or who I worked for. I knew I was over my limit when I invited Bless up to my room for a nightcap.
Once he paid our tab, he grabbed my hand and led me to the bank of elevators. I gave him my room number, and we rode in silence. My mind was a bit foggy, but I sobered up a little, and reality set in. I’m about to have sex with a stranger. This was unlike me. I have never done anything remotely crazy like this. But then I thought about the phone call I’d gotten earlier and said fuck it! Greg hurt me. I needed something to make me forget this night ever happened, and sex with Mr. Sexy would do just that. Even if it was just for a brief moment.
“You sure about this, baby girl? We both fucked up. As much as I want to fuck the shit out of you right now, I don’t want you regretting this shit in the morning.” He kissed my neck.
Instead of responding, I reached behind me and unzipped my gold sequined dress, letting it pool at my feet. Giving him my answer, I now stood in front of him in nothing but a thong and stilettos. I was a thick girl, but was very confident with my weight. Yes, I had a few love handles and a small pudge, but I embraced every curve of my body. And from the way Bless hooded eyes took in my body, he loved them, too.
“I’m a whole lot of women. Are you sure you can handle me?” I challenged.
“Naw, the question is, can you handle this big dick I’m about to lay on you?” he replied with a devilish smirk.
“I love a challenge.” I teased.
“Say less.”
Bless scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bedroom of my hotel suite. Placing me on my feet, he gently grabbed my face and angled his head to where his lips connected to mine. We kissed gently at first before things got heated, and he captured my tongue and sucked on it like a newborn to a sucker. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his body to mine. He fisted a handful of my ass, and I moaned into his mouth at his roughness.
As he trailed kisses down my neck, I slipped his suit jacket over his shoulders until it was off and on the floor. Next, I unbuckled his pants as he continued to explore my body. A moan escaped my lips when he grabbed a handful of my breasts and pinched my hard nipples. My pussy was wet, as she thumped, knowing what was to come.
Bless released me to shed the rest of his clothes. My eyes widened seeing his thick, veiny dick standing at attention. It was huge, and I’m sure it wouldn’t fit inside of my cootie cat.This nigga was definitely going to murder this pussy with that monster.
“Don’t worry, baby, he’s harmless,” he said, smirking.
“I’ll be the judge of that. Just be gentle.”
