by K, S
Now, however, it seemed Keisha was playing dirty. Along with the erotic photos, she’d included a note which said ‘she just wanted him to see what he was missing and too bad he didn’t know how to handle a real woman’. Dominick’s first instinct had been to accept the obvious challenge she’d issued, but then thought better of it. That’s exactly what she wanted him to do. He’d had enough of being manipulated by a woman from his ex-wife, so he had ignored the taunting words - but kept the pictures.
The intercom buzzed, bringing him out of his lustful, X-rated fantasy starring Keisha. He pushed the button and addressed his secretary. “Yes, Liz?”
“I’m sorry to interrupt you Dominick, but Ms. West is here to see you…’
Dominick frowned. What in the hell was Leslie doing in town? “Send her in, Liz.”
Dominick stood up a few seconds later as the door to his office opened and Leslie West walked in. Leslie was a VP for a marketing firm on the west coast. She and Dominick met when their companies had been working on the same project. The last night before they were scheduled to fly back to their respective cities, they found themselves in bed together having the most mind blowing sex either one had had in a while. That was two years ago. Since then, they’d had an ongoing sexual relationship whenever one of them happened to be near the others’ city. Nothing serious, just casual, uninhibited sex. No strings attached. They usually called beforehand to let the other know they'd be in the area, though.
“Hi handsome,” Leslie greeted as she breezed in. Leslie West was in her early forties and looked better than a lot of women half her age. She religiously worked out to keep her body tight and in shape, and her supple, chocolate colored skin was smooth as porcelain. She knew she looked good and attracting men younger than her, such as Dominick, only served to assure her she still had what it took.
“Hey, gorgeous. I didn’t know you were coming to town,” Dominick told her as he walked towards her to greet her with a kiss. Leslie wrapped her arms around his neck as he started to draw back and deepened the kiss. She smiled when she felt his hard dick pressing against her.
“Hmmm, well it seems you’re glad to see me.” She raised an amused eyebrow as she glanced down and saw the bulge in his crotch.
Dominick smiled, but said nothing. He wasn’t a stupid man. It was best to let her think what she wanted. “How long are you going to be in town?”
“Only a couple of days. I actually have a business dinner tonight, but later on, I’m free…” She left the rest of the sentence dangling between them.
From the beginning, Dominick and Leslie had enjoyed a fulfilling insatiable sexual relationship. However, for some reason, he wasn’t as excited to see her as he normally was. Whether he admitted it or not, she wasn’t the woman he wanted.
“Mmm. Well as tempting as that sounds, I won’t be able to meet you tonight. Unfortunately, I have plans I can’t break. I wish you’d told me you were coming.”
Leslie’s eyebrow lifted in surprise at his subtly chastising tone. Dominick always made time for her. “Oh. Well, I understand. Maybe tomorrow? And I won’t take no for an answer.”
Before he could respond, Leslie walked over to a chair in front of his desk and sat down, crossing her bare, toned legs. Her short skirt rode up her thighs as she leisurely swung her leg back and forth to make sure she had his attention. Dominick was a very handsome man and an expert lover. She had been thinking about fucking him for weeks now. He was one of the few men able to keep up with her in bed. She normally ended up begging him to stop. He reminded her of the energizer bunny - he kept going and going and going…
“Maybe we should lock the door now. I can take care of that problem which is about to tear a hole through your zipper.”
Dominick flashed her that sexy grin of his which never failed to arouse her. Oh yes, even though she had a schedule almost jammed packed with meetings and appointments while she was here, getting some dick from Dominick Spain was a definite must before she left. Her eyes devoured his fit, muscled body underneath his clothes as he walked over and sat in his chair behind his desk. His complexion was the shade of buttered toast, and the sensual shape of his lips was made for kissing. The only thing that kept him from being a pretty boy model type was his strong, square jawline that gave him a decidedly masculine look.
“Well…” she asked, waiting for him to jump at the suggestion. They’d fucked in his office several times before. The idea of people just outside going about their usual work day made it all the more exciting.
“No need for that, Leslie. I think I’ll be okay.” Dominick glanced at the naked picture of Keisha still on his computer screen staring provocatively back at him. He didn’t realize it, but his eyes darkened with lust, and just that quick, he forgot about Leslie sitting in front of him.
Leslie frowned. She was used to being the center of attention, so Dominick ignoring her was a new experience - one she didn’t care for at all. “Did I catch you at a bad time?”
He immediately picked up on the irritated edge in her voice. “No, you didn’t but I was just getting ready to call it a day. My daughter has a dance recital, and then I’m taking her out to celebrate at her favorite ice cream shop. She’s spending the night with me.” Dominick smiled, remembering how excited Sam was about tonight.
Leslie’s body relaxed. She felt better now that she knew why he wouldn’t cancel his plans for her. Standing up, she glided to the door to lock it, her hips moving in an enticing sway, before walking around Dominick’s desk to stand in front of him.
“Leslie, I told you”
“And since when do I listen to anything you tell me…”
Dominick suddenly remembered the image of Keisha on his screen and reached to close it at the same time Leslie turned around and spied it. She quickly caught his wrist, preventing him from exiting out of his email.
“Ohhh. So this is why you’re being standoffish to me. Who is she?” she asked as she studied the still frame of Keisha.
“Just a woman,” Dominick answered as he gently, but firmly, pulled his wrist from her grasp and closed the picture.
Leslie’s eyes narrowed. “Let’s see if I can make you forget your friend.” Before he could answer, she leaned down and made quick work of unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants.
“Leslie, wait….” Dominick protested weakly. When she dropped to her knees and slowly sucked his brick hard penis into her mouth, he moaned as it thickened even more.
“Fuck…” he whispered as he leaned back into the soft leather chair. Leslie slurped up and down his length, working her tongue around the head on the upstroke.
“Mmmm….yesss…” Dominick bit his lip to stop the groans that fought to escape. It had been a while since he’d had sex and her warm mouth felt so damn good wrapped around him. He put his hand on the back of her bobbing head as his orgasm approached. Groaning, Dominick twisted his fingers in Leslie’s hair and yanked her up and away from his dick.
Leslie’s smile was seductive, triumphant. Yes! She licked her lips, still tasting his intoxicating flavor. This is what she wanted. This is the Dominick she was waiting on.
He stood up and pulled her up with him. Leslie whimpered and pressed her body closed to his when he pushed his tongue deep in her mouth. She was so wet. So fucking ready! Dominick slid his hands underneath her skirt and tore the skimpy thong apart with no effort at all before he grabbed two handfuls of bare ass and lifted her up and sat her on his desk. Opening the bottom of his desk drawer, he grabbed a condom and quickly sheathed his dick before he moved between her thighs.
“You are sexy as hell, you know that?” he mumbled while nibbling and biting her neck.
“Dom…shut up and fuck me…” Leslie wrapped her legs around his waist and drew him closer.
Dom grinned as he thrust inside of her with one stroke and buried himself balls deep. Leslie liked it rough, so he gave it to her the way she wanted it. He impaled her deep and hard, covering her mouth with his to stifle her screams o
f pleasure. It didn’t take long for her to climax.
His lips meshed with hers as he swallowed her increasingly loud shrieks. Suddenly, he thought about the pictures Keisha had sent him. He closed his eyes and concentrated, clearly seeing that one particular picture of her naked with thighs spread wide looking at the camera – looking at him – as she climaxed. His dick was hard as a bat as he pounded into Leslie and made her cum again.
The images alone were enough to make him explode as he imagined fucking Keisha until she rained her sweetness down his shaft. Holding Leslie’s hips tightly in his hands, he exploded, biting his lip just in time to stop from screaming Keisha’s name.
Keisha sat back and let out a long contented sigh. She’d been in Vegas for about a week now and was staying with Aleesha and Marcus until she found a place of her own. The Saturday morning after her arrival, she, Jerra and Aleesha were finishing up brunch at one of the hotels in Vegas. They were on their second glass of Mimosa’s and had a pleasant buzz going on.
“So what do you all think? Let’s go to Club Ecstasy tonight and enjoy a night of dancing and drinking. I already have my babysitter on standby,” Jerra told them.
“Sounds great, Jerra. Marcus is off this weekend and it’ll be fun. Right, Keish?”
Keisha took another sip of her of the orange juice and champagne mixture before answering. “Hell yes. I’m ready to go out and let my hair down. This move has been stressful and tiring as hell. I’m about due for a little fun.”
Aleesha and Keisha exchanged a glance before they brought their eyes back to Keisha. “Everything okay Keisha?” Aleesha softly asked. “I know we haven’t really talked about what happened between you and Dominick…”
“Aleesha, that’s because nothing happened. It was an innocent flirtation which didn’t go anywhere. Nothing more – nothing less.”
“Keish…”
“Enough, you guys. Look, I’ve moved to a new city, and this is a brand new chapter in my life. I’ll be damned if I begin it by moping over Dominick Spain. No ma’am. That ain’t Keisha, has never been Keisha, and won’t start being Keisha now. It’s his loss, so on to the next. Let’s go out, have some drinks and shake our asses and show Vegas how it’s really done.”
Chapter 15
Getting ready later that evening, Keisha thought about this morning’s conversation. She hadn’t tried to call Dominick again since the last time she sent him those naked pictures of herself . She didn’t know why she’d done it. Maybe it pissed her off that he had been avoiding her. When he did take her calls, he sounded so distant. But like she’d told her girls, there was no way she planned on chasing anyone, including Dom. If he wanted her, the ball was in his court.
She turned and studied herself in the mirror before she went to the living room. The short, black mini dress she wore showed off her ass to perfection. The front plunged to a deep V before hugging the rest of her body like a second skin. Darrell used to co-own the club they were going to and Keisha planned on getting her flirt on all night. Plus, she needed to get her feet wet in the dating game again. She was determined not to think about Dominick tonight and was going to have a good time if it killed her. She walked into the living room, just as Aleesha and Marcus came out of their bedroom.
“You look great, sis,” Keisha complimented Leesh. The white, wrap dress emphasized Aleesha's full breasts, tiny waist, and flared hips.
Marcus’ eyes devoured his fiancée with a mixture of pride and lust that he didn’t even try to hide. He ran his hand down her back and over her ass and pulled her close. “She looks damn good! I’m gonna have to make sure I keep a close eye on her. I don’t wanna have to hurt nobody over my woman tonight,” he joked as he leaned down to kiss Aleesha.
“Believe me, you have nothing to worry about babe. This is all for you…” Turning to Keisha, her eyes widened. “Wow. Now that dress should have a warning attached! Girl, you are fierce!”
“Thank you very much. Let’s get this show on the road.”
“I just talked to Darrell, and they're on the way to the club now, so if you two gorgeous ladies are ready….”
They left and made it to their destination in a little under thirty minutes. Vegas was pure electricity at night, and there was never a shortage of parties. Marcus tossed the valet his keys and led the women to the front of the line, shaking hands with the bouncer at the entrance as he waved them inside.
“What’s good, Marcus?”
“Nothing much, Paul, how are you.”
“Cool. D is in VIP waiting on you. Enjoy.”
Club Ecstasy was packed as always. It had been a while since Marcus had been here, but the only thing that changed was the size of the crowd. There was barely enough room to move. Men turned around to stare as Keisha sashayed by, putting an extra bounce in her hips, clearly hyped up from the energy of the atmosphere and the music.
Just as they made their way to the bottom of the stairs leading to the VIP, one fine brotha grabbed her hand and asked her to dance. Tapping Aleesha on the shoulder, she indicated that she’d be up later. Marcus whispered to the bouncer guarding VIP and pointed to Keisha so the man would know she was with them.
Making her way through the throng of people, Keisha felt the flow of the music. Her hips hypnotized her dance partner as she swayed sensuously and with abandon. With her back facing him, she smiled over her shoulder as he danced closer. Their bodies naturally moved in synch with one another like a well-practiced routine. Keisha laughed mischievously and turned to face him when he groaned in her ear.
“What’s wrong? Am I bothering you?” she flirted as she saw him lick his lips and scan her body from head to toe.
Keisha returned the gaze and gave him the same once over. Hmmm…not bad, she thought. So far, the night was off to a great start.
One dance flowed into the next. Keisha was enjoying herself immensely and enjoying the attention she was getting. It was like a soothing salve to her ego after the last few weeks of being treated persona non grata by Dominick. Her movements became sexier and as she twisted her hips down until her knees were parallel to the floor. She ‘twirked her thang’ as her partner danced up on her until his crotch stared her in the face. They both laughed as she twirled her way up. Her eyes sparkled at the fun she was having – until she turned around and came face to face with Dominick.
As if snatched from a scene out of a bad movie, Keisha’s dancing abruptly halted. She stood in the middle of a crowded dance floor and stared. He was the last person she expected to see tonight, and before she could catch herself, her eyes hungrily moved over his features and down his body. The man was sexy as sin without even trying.
The sleeves of the thin, form fitting black pullover shirt were pushed up over strong forearms and the baggy jeans fit him in all the right places. The diamond earring in his ear twinkled and flashed, but his tight, square jaw and the tense expression on his face is what captured her attention. He was downright pissed.
Dominick’s cool gaze slid from her to the man still behind her dancing up on her ass. Keisha took a step towards him but stopped when a woman moved to his side and whispered in his ear. Dominick dipped his head down in order to hear her, all the while keeping his eyes fixed on Keisha.
Keisha raised a brow at the possessive way the woman grabbed his hand before looking at her. She whirled around and resumed dancing as if he wasn’t there. Keisha felt Dominick’s eyes burning a hole in her back before he continued on to the VIP area.
Fuck ‘em, Keisha thought. There was too much dick and pussy to be feenin’ over one mutherfucka. He could kiss her ass. She refused to stress over Dominick Spain...no matter how incredibly gorgeous he was!
Following Dominick to his friend’s table, Leslie glanced back at the woman Dominick had watched with such jealousy. She recognized her from the naked picture he had been gazing at in his office. She would’ve remembered her anyway because she was extremely sexy; she had also been the cause of several orgasms for Leslie last night. She couldn’t
forget the passionate expression on Keisha’s face - positively orgasmic. Leslie had fantasized about being the one between her legs tasting her sweetness.
Now this could be very interesting, she thought.
“Can you slow down?” Leslie asked Dominick. He was walking so fast, she almost had to run to keep up with him. He turned around and absently stared at her as if he’d forgotten she was with him.
“Oh. Sorry.”
By the time they got to Darrell’s table, he’d managed to gain some semblance of control over his reaction to seeing Keisha. He didn’t miss the look of surprise that flashed on Jerra and Aleesha’s face when they saw him. After shaking hands with Darrell and Marcus, he reached down and kissed Aleesha then Jerra on the cheek before introducing Leslie.
“Would you like something to drink,” he asked her after they were seated.
“Sure. My usual, please.”
Darrell stood up. “Come on Dom, Marcus and I will walk over to the bar with you.”
Darrell avoided the accusation in Jerra’s glare. She hadn’t been aware Dominick would be meeting them tonight, and to be honest, it really hadn’t crossed his mind to mention it to her - but now he realized his mistake. He knew it didn’t bother her that Dom was joining them. However, the fact that Dom had brought a date knowing Keisha would be here apparently had him in deep shit.
Dom hesitated as his eyes went from Darrell to the waitress headed their way. This was their playground. Since when did they have to get up to order their drinks, but he took the hint and stood up to follow them. As soon as they were several feet away and had been swallowed into the crowd, Darrell and Marcus both turned and glared at him as if he’d lost his mind.
“What?!” he asked.
“Man, you know ‘what’,” Darrell said. “What the fuck were you thinking??”
“Darrell -”
“Dom, don’t play stupid. You knew Keisha was gonna be here,” Marcus chimed in. “Ain’t nobody saying that y’all can’t see other people, but she just got into town, and we’re bringing her out to have some fun, not to sit and stare at you and one of your women.”
