by Bella Jay
“Bet. She’s having a good time so I’ma let her enjoy it before I take her home and break her back.”
Tessah chuckled and handed him back his cup. “Nasties.”
“Tess! There’s a delivery for you,” Char came up to her, pulling some young man behind her. Tessah watched as her eyes jumped from her to Landon and a small frown appeared before she walked off. What kind of devil dick did her best friend have between his legs?
The young man Char left held a huge bouquet of bright red roses. He handed her the card while Landon grabbed the vase. “Who like you this much?”
Tessah beamed as she read the card:
22 roses for your 22nd birthday. Wish I could be there to give you 22 other things ;-). I hope you’re enjoying your party and I can’t wait to celebrate with you.
- Ky
“Ky huh.” Landon peeked over her shoulder and she elbowed him.
“Move nosey.”
He snickered as he followed her to a room where she and her friends had stored their belongings. He placed the roses on a table. “I know you been holding out on me about you and him.”
Tessah head snapped his way. “What did he tell you?”
“See! Yo ass just told on yourself. What was all that shit you been feeding me lately like you out here single?”
She kissed her teeth. “Go find your girlfriend, and I am single.” I think.
“Adalyn ain’t worried about me. But sheesh, this man got my best friend blushing.” Tessah snarled. “I thought he was another pawn in your rotation. However, I’m seeing something different about you as a whole.”
“Like what?” Her brows pulled in.
Landon shrugged before sipping his drink. “Your vibe is different in a good way. Don’t take this wrong, it’s just different.”
Tessah pulled her mouth to the side. As much as she tried to still be her and put on this man-eater role for her friends, she understood what he meant. She felt different. A new happiness she’d never experienced. “Lan,” she said, smiling at the note and reattaching it to the floral pick. “How do I go about this? I don’t even know if I’m doing this right or if we’re supposed to be together. But I’ve never felt this way.”
“Damn sis. I wasn’t joking about y’all needing to smash but I ain’t think this was gon’ happen.”
“I hate you and we haven’t had sex.”
“Shit,” Landon’s head cocked to the side. “I gotta be missing a piece to the puzzle of how y’all went from sworn enemies to this.”
A piece she still had no intentions of telling him. “Miracles happen.”
“Facts. But fareal… I think Ky and you are good for each other. But you need to figure out what y’all doing and decide if you hanging up your player card like me or not.”
“Boy,” Tessah balled up her face, “you been on the straight and narrow not even long enough to give birth to puppies. Shut up.” Landon hadn’t cheated on his girlfriend since she caught him with Char and he thought he was now a saint. Tessah let him be great because deep down she was rooting for him to get it together.
“Why you a hater?”
“Can’t help it but I hear you.” They left out of the room with her having way more thoughts on her brain than she wanted to at her party. She hadn’t been entertaining anyone outside Kyree, but she also hadn’t told Emery about him. Her and Emery still communicated like they always did though she didn’t flirt as much. However cutting him of all people off didn’t sit right with her. Not yet anyway. Not until she knew what this thing with Kyree was and whether it’d be worth it.
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“Did you hear what I said?” Chandra snapped pulling Kyree from his thoughts as he scrolled Tessah’s Instagram feed. She had been showing out all day with posts and he loved it.
“Yeah Chan. I’ma pick Cherry up tomorrow from daycare.”
Chandra kissed her teeth. “See you weren’t listening. I said I’ma drop her off to you because she has a doctor’s appointment tomorrow afternoon.”
“Right. That’s what I meant to say,” he said with a soft chuckle. “But cool. Sounds good.”
“You sure you don’t want me to join y’all? I can be Nakia’s character and it can be a family thing.” For Halloween, he and Cherry were going trick-or-treating dressed as popular characters from Black Panther.
“Don’t you have plans with your girls?” He tried not to kill her dreams outright.
“Yeah, but I can meet them afterwards.”
“Nah you good. I promised Cherry daddy - daughter time.”
“She’s two, Ky. I’m sure she wouldn’t care—”
“Chandra.” He ran a hand down his face.
“Why you always shut down every family time I bring up? I’m trying to show OUR daughter what I didn’t have.”
“I get that but we ain’t together Chan. She’ll have to learn, anyway.”
“You love bringing that up, but we’re not together because you’re not willing to give us another chance…”
Kyree laid his head back on the seat, tuned her out, and tried not to sigh out loud. His jaw tightened but relaxed when Tessah’s front door opened. “Chandra there ain’t no us anymore. I ain’t tryna be rude or anything but that’s what it is. I gotta go. See you tomorrow.”
He ended the call as Tessah approached his car. She bent over and talked to him through his open window. “Am I dressed okay? You ain’t give me much to go off.”
Kyree scanned her. He’d told her to dress in sports attire and she’d came out the house looking like the poster child for Adidas. The mauve colored two piece sports bra and leggings set glistened against her chocolate skin. “Get in the car. You look great.” She stuck out her tongue and opened the door. He grabbed her overnight bag and tossed it in the backseat. “Happy birthday.” He leaned into her space for a kiss.
“Thank you.” She cheesed. “Where are we going?”
Kyree tittered as he backed out of her driveway. “You don’t like surprises, do you?”
“I do but I’m also impatient.”
“I’ve noticed.”
“You like it.”
“I ain’t gonna argue with you about the truth.”
“You gon’ tell me or nah?”
“Nah.” Tessah smacked his arm. “Sit your pretty ass back and relax. We’re gonna stop at Panera for some food then we’ll be on our way. Good with you?”
She responded with a kiss on his cheek before buckling her seatbelt.
Kyree hadn’t been able to make her birthday party, but he’d planned for them to have a fun filled day and hoped it ended in the bedroom. He wouldn’t pressure her to take their situation to the next level but he craved her like an addict who would do anything for their next hit. When he wasn’t around her, he wanted to be. The way his body reacted to her off them only getting to know each other was something new for him but he’d never been one against commitment. However, the emotions flowing through him had him shook.
Once he got the chance to experience her to the fullest, he had no clue what he’d be in for but he wanted to risk it. She’d made such an imprint on him, he’d broken his rule and given her money to help with her birthday party. He hadn’t even hesitated when she’d mentioned her party being over budget. He wanted her to have the party she desired and because she hadn’t asked, he given on his own terms.
An hour and a half later they drove into their destination and excitement bounced off of her. “ATVing!?!”
“Hell yeah. You down?”
“Yes,” she said, dancing in her seat. One thing they’d learned about one another, they were thrill seekers. A trip to an off-road adventure park became the obvious choice for her birthday surprise.
The VIP ATV experience lasted four hours and included three sessions on the ATV trails, an archery experience, snacks, and a BBQ lunch by a secluded beach area. Every cent he spent was worth seeing her smile and have the time of her life the entire time.
When they made it back to Kyree’s car
, they were full of adrenaline and covered in dirt. “Baby, that was amazing. Thank you,” she crooned as she hugged him.
“I’m glad you weren’t screaming for Jesus to take you like on the sling shot ride.”
She cut her eyes at him. “Soooo we going there today?”
He held up his hands. “Nah. I don’t want no smoke but facts.”
She pushed him away with a laugh. “I liked you for a second and you ruined it.”
“You’ve been liking me for more than a second.” Confidence laced his words as he pulled her back to him. She tried to contain her blush, but he saw it shining through her brown cheeks.
“Don’t get cocky.”
“Once again, stating the facts.”
She rolled her eyes. “Let’s go. We’re filthy but can we stop at the Dairy Queen we seen on the way here?”
“Whatever the birthday girl wants, she gets.”
“Yes! Keep that energy!”
Rush hour traffic back to their city had them starving by the time he pulled into the garage of his building in downtown Orlando.
“Where are we?” she asked, with confusion on her face. She’d never been to the place he laid his head because he always came to her.
“My condo.”
“Your what?” She lowered her chin. “I thought you lived on the west side.”
Kyree smiled as he killed his engine. “Assumptions. I never corrected you but nah… just where I do business.”
“So a trap house?”
He snorted. “If you wanna call it that.” They exited the vehicle with him grabbing her bag out the back. “I stay there sometimes if it’s late and I’m too lazy to make the drive but this is what’s on my license.”
Tessah’s faced contorted, but she said nothing as she followed him to the elevators. Kyree suppressed his bemused smile. He found it funny each time he revealed an aspect of his life to her where she’d assumed something else. Kept things interesting.
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Tessah had to admit, Kyree had came in and made her feel like an idiot for every stereotype she’d assigned to him. Though he had a genuine hood side to him, he wasn’t a product of his environment. Yes, he’d been to prison and was a street pharmacist provider but those things didn’t define him.
He was educated, business savvy, a gentleman, protective, funny, and he embodied sex appeal. The perfect balance of a businessman and someone from the streets. It turned her on in ways she had yet to decipher. Nothing about the way he set her soul on fire was familiar.
Then his finances, she’d been wrong, and it was clear he had bank. However, the balance in his account, wasn’t why he appealed to her. Kyree Rashad Warwick had shaken her world.
Her breath hitch as she stepped foot into his condo. Gorgeous with a striking view of downtown Orlando upon entry. The spacious but not overwhelming condo was decorated with the necessities and the simplicity held an inviting aura. The faint shade of yellow covering the open floor plan walls brought a sense of warmth to the space.
“You really are into photography.” She took in the stunning imagery around his condo as she removed her shoes. On their first date they’d discussed their interests and hobbies and he’d admitted he had a thing for being behind a lens. “You took any of these?”
“Most of them,” he said, disappearing down a hallway with her bag.
She remained near the door letting her eyes take in everything. They’d dusted off as much of the dirt as they could, but it still laid embedded on her body. She welcomed the shower she anticipated.
“Why are you standing there?” He walked back into the common area.
“I ain’t wanna dirty anything.”
He waved her off. “You good. Let me give you a quick tour.”
The condo had three bedrooms, two-in-a-half bathrooms, a small office and a balcony. The vast kitchen brought life to the condo with its all white interior and stainless steel appliances.
“This is the guest room but the only guest I get is my cousin. She stays down the block and when her and her dude get into it, she brings her big-headed ass here.”
“She’s the one who taught you everything about photography?”
“Yeah, Shayla. We fight like a married couple but she’s my favorite big cousin. Don’t tell her ass that.” Tessah chuckled as he led her to the next bedroom: Doc McStuffins galore.
“I can guess who room this is.”
Kyree tittered. “Yeah. The girl is obsessed.”
His face glowed the way it did each time he spoke about his daughter. It warmed Tessah how serious he took fatherhood. Before her life turned to shit, she’d been a full blown daddy’s girl.
“Now on to the best room in the house.” He rubbed his hands together. “Close your eyes so you can experience the magic.”
“Really?” Tessah rolled her eyes and pushed past him. She froze the second her feet sunk into the soft blue gray carpet. Gold numbered balloons highlighting her new age of twenty-two hung above his king-sized bed with smaller ones all around it. On the bed set gift bags, a cake, and the words ‘happy b-day’ spelled out in rose petals. Awestruck, she whirled around to face him. A generous smile covered his handsome face and there was no doubt in her mind she would give herself to him tonight.
“Surprise!” He leaned over to plant a kiss on her gapped mouth. “Damn you can’t speak. I did that good?”
She drew him back to her by his shirt. Their lips crashed into each other and Tessah’s core lit the match to release her inner lioness. Kyree was her prey, and she needed him to satisfy her every desire.
“Shower,” Tessah said fervently as they pulled at each other’s clothes. Kyree moaned something inaudible against her lips while lifting her into the air.
Her legs wrapped around his waist and her lips never left his. They stumbled into the bathroom, knocking things over and stripping each other of what was left of their clothes.
Pure unadulterated lust danced in both of their eyes as they stepped into the shower. Tessah’s eyes swept over Kyree etching his beautiful frame into her mind. A masterpiece.
She focused on his penis and thoughts filthier than her body flowed through her head. Long and thick and hers.
Kyree lathered a wash cloth, and they cleansed each other’s body. His every move heightened her senses, and she wasn’t sure if water ran down her inner thighs or her juices. When he turned her around, pressed her body against his, and cleaned her yoni, she creamed. He switched from cleaning to fingering her and the bolts in her mind scattered as his fingers played with her like an instrument he’d mastered.
“Shit,” she purred, throwing her head into his chest allowing him to nibble on her neck.
“Can I taste you?” he whispered in her ear but didn’t give her a chance to answer. She covered his face as he sat on the floor of the tub and his tongue got acquainted with her most sacred part. The shower water gushed down on them and she hoped he didn’t drown beneath her the way he didn’t come up for air.
His thick tongue swirled inside of her like ice cream escaping from a machine. Her leg quivered each time it came in contact with her clit. “Damn Ky,” she moaned.
He held her steady and feasted on her until he sucked her dry and the water ran cold. “You taste so damn good,” he said as she released her juices once more. She’d lost count four orgasms ago.
She maneuvered herself off his face and grabbed the wall to steady herself. The soul snatching orgasms had her body weak.
They dried off before he led her back into the bedroom. She waited for him to clear off the bed before she pounced on him. He fell onto the bed chuckling and then cursing when she swallowed him whole. “Fuck,” he groaned and his hand clutched her hair and guided her mouth to the rhythm of his liking.
Spit drizzled out her mouth and onto his manhood as she sloppily pleased him. Moans of delight filled the air as she bobbed and weaved her head, gagging but not choking on his third leg.
“Suck that shit,” he said through grit
ted teeth.
Their eyes met, and she smiled as she licked the length of his shaft. Him biting his lip and staring at her with lust, sent a shiver through her body and an ache between her legs. Her free hand teased her honeypot as she took his balls into her mouth getting a pleasurable sigh out of him.
“Mmmm,” she crooned before taking him into her wet mouth again. She held the base of his penis with one hand while her tongue twirled the head making it twitch as he groaned.
“I want you,” he said, as she ran her hand up and down his shaft. He maneuvered her underneath him before he leaned back and put on protection. Her body tingled all over in anticipation as she stared at an adonis only God could have created.
He filled her, and she lost herself more than she’d ever before. Pure ecstasy invaded her body as he ripped her insides to thin slices of shredded paper. Their body meshed into one another and his dick filled every crevice of her vaginal walls as if he’d architected them himself. The wait was worth it.
He pushed her legs back as he inched deeper inside of her, sending a wave of immobility over her. Each thrust was more euphoric than the last and she had to force herself to stay conscious. “Shit,” she cried full of pleasure and pain.
Their eyes locked as her body stilled from an overflow of desire releasing from her. “Shit,” he groaned, slowing his pace and making her beg him to please her. “Turn over.” He slapped her thigh and stood at the edge of the bed.
Tessah tooted her ass high for him to enter her from behind and when he dived back into her honeypot, she yelped. “Fuck me baby!”
She regretted her request because he went in for the kill but she was no punk bitch. She kept the arch in her back and threw her ass against him like a professional porn star.
“Fuccck.” He scooped a handful of her ass cheek into his palm. He squeezed it, slapped it and groaned. His pace slowed as he leaned over. She rolled her body and tighten her vaginal muscles each time she circled her ass. “You gon’ make me cum,” he moaned in her ear as his fingers found her lower lips, and his tongue teased her neck.
