“If they aren’t married, fuck her.”
I laughed at the fact that Rasheeda sounded serious. “Girl, please. You trying to tell me that the six years you were with your man, it would have been cool for a hoe to try him because he wasn’t married?”
“Oh hell nah. But we aren’t talking about me.”
“Bye hoe,” I sniggered and walked off.
Lowkey, I was real nervous. Why? I wasn’t sure. Maybe it was because I knew that eventually, it would be hard for me to be around Lucci and not want to pounce on him. I simply tried to look at it as doing a good deed. He was grieving and liked my company. Nothing more nothing less. Sure, he made lil’ slick comments here and there that let me know he was feeling me, but the fact remained that whether he was in love with her or not, he had a girl.
I went from being hype and geeked about celebrating to being antsy and ready to leave. It was borderline annoying because I wasn’tthatperson. The one that was dick crazy and constantly ditched her girls to go lay up with a man. But fuck, we were talking about Lucciano Culver. Luckily for me, thirty minutes after he walked away from me, Rasheeda’s overly intoxicated behind was ready to go. She was sharing an Uber with her sister, so I knew they were good. After giving all my girl’s hugs and saying goodbye, I got in my car and checked Lucci’s location.
My brows hiked upon seeing that he was at the St. Regis. For one that was a super fancy hotel. For two, that was a hotel. I tried to focus on the sounds of the Young Jeezy song that filled the car and not attempt to figure out why Lucci was at a hotel. A room key was required to get onto the elevator, so I had to text him and let him know that I was in the lobby. With each passing second, my heart beat a little faster, and my stomach quaked a little harder. I had to pee something terrible, and my nerves were shot.
When the elevator dinged my heart fell into my ass, but a white couple exited, and I composed myself. There were four elevators in the lobby. As the couple exited the one to the right of me, the one on my left dinged. The doors slid open revealing fine ass Lucci, and I stepped on with him. The way his eyes raked over my body made my yoni contract with desire. The St. Regis was a dangerous place for me to be with Lucci. It had taken a lot of effort not to act like a moral less harlot in his presence in the past. I wasn’t sure I could keep it up.
I stood beside him and looked at the floor. I could feel his gaze on me, but I ignored it. When the doors opened, Lucci walked directly up on me and with his body pressed into mine, he led me off the elevator.
When we stepped off, there was a door. Only one door. This man had the presidential suite. Reaching around me, he pressed the key card against the reader and pushed the door open. The suite was luxurious, and I could tell he’d either been there for a few days, or he planned to be there. A Nike shoebox rested on the floor by the couch, two bags from Sak’s Fifth Avenue were on the couch, and a pair of J’s rested by the bedroom door. Asking him what was up was on the tip of my tongue, but I refrained.
“You want something to drink?”
“Um, I’ll take a bottle of water.” I wasn’t sure if I should sit or remain standing. “Thank you.” Lucci handed me the bottle of water and even after I took it from him, he remained in my personal space.
“I want the fuck out of you,” he confessed while staring into my eyes.
“You said you don’t cheat, right?”
“I don’t. Me and shorty aren’t on one accord right now. I’ve been staying here for the past week. Tomorrow, when it’s check out time, I’m going to the apartment that I’m moving into.”
That was all I needed to hear. I was going there with Lucci and not going to think twice about it. No details were given. For all I knew, he and his girl had a stupid argument, and they’d be back together in a month. I could worry about specifics, or I could get my back cracked. Lucci lightly gripped my chin in his hand.
“What you think about that?” he inquired.
Keeping my eyes locked with his, I eased my hands underneath his shirt and raked my nails lightly across his lower back. Lucci’s tongue was in my mouth faster than I could blink. His mouth tasted like weed and mint. While we kissed, Lucci picked me up. Holding onto my ass cheeks, he carried me into the bedroom and gently placed me on the bed. When he pulled his gun from the waistband of his jeans and placed it on thedresser, I got wetter. Lifting my hips, I removed my shorts and panties. Lucci’s frame was lean. He was borderline skinny, but he had a third leg that had my mouth watering and my palms sweating at the same time. His tool looked like it could bring immense pleasure with a hint of pain. Lucci climbed in between my legs and pulled my corset down. With a lick of his lips, he eyed my breasts hungrily before taking one into his mouth. Since they weren’t exactly big, the entire thing fit.
My lids fluttered closed as he sucked. My back arched as his tongue swirled over my nipple. His body lowered, and when he locked his lips around my nub, my eyes flew open. I cupped my breasts as I moaned and opened my legs wider. Lucci’s tongue slid up and down my center, grazed my asshole, then he flicked his tongue rapidly over my pearl before sucking it back into his mouth.
“Oh shit,” I whispered as I bucked against his face. When he moaned, my yoni contracted, and my clit swelled. The anticipation of what was to come made my toes curl. “Right there, baby,” I whimpered as he sucked my clit harder and faster. My body jerked as my pussy muscles spasmed, and nectar ran from my center.
“You came all down my fuckin’ throat.” That sexy ass rumble turned my freak up.
“Let me taste it.” I stared into Lucci’s eyes as I told him what I wanted.
Never breaking eye contact, he ran his finger over my slick folds then placed it in my mouth. Still staring into his orbs, I sucked his finger erotically until he removed it and rammed his tongue back in my mouth. I gasped as he pushed into me. Lucci’s dick had a nice length to it, but it wasn’t too long. The girth was out of this world, and he filled me all the way up.
“How you want this dick?” he spoke against my lips before pulling back to study me.
“I want to lay on my stomach.”
Lucci pulled out of me but rather than laying on my stomach, I got on my knees and reached for his tool. It was glistening with my juices, but I didn’t mind as I took him into my mouth. Essence ran down my thighs as he pushed out a deep groan. Him being turned on was turning me on. Using my left hand, I gripped his dick and rotated my hand in a circular motion as I jacked him off while I sucked. I pulled back, spit on his dick, then took him back into my mouth.
“Got damn, Breezy. Fuck,” he moaned as I deep throated him.
When it felt like I was about to cum, I popped him out of my mouth and laid flat on my stomach. Lucci spread my ass cheeks and slid into me from behind.
“Lucciano, oh my God,” I whined.
“Say that shit again,” he grunted while pumping in and out of me.
