All I Want... Is You

by Shakir Rashaan

  The next morning would be when the work would begin.

  In the meantime, I enjoyed the ride up the Pacific Ocean all the way into paradise.

  ~Cori~

  “Oh my God, look at this place!”

  It felt like forever after we turned off the PCH to get to the winding roads that led to the beach estates that Derrick was talking about on the flight. We got to the driveway to where the home was located, and it felt like drive within a drive just to get from the main road onto the estate grounds.

  It was well worth the wait, though.

  It looked like something out of MTV Cribs.

  We got to the front of the house, and it looked simple enough; we could see that it had two levels and that it was pretty sizeable, which worked for me because I had hoped to have my own space.

  Once inside, we had no idea what we were in for.

  The house was nothing short of exquisite!

  Derrick studied our faces with this smirk on his face, trying hard not to laugh at us.

  “What’s so amusing, D?” Kyra asked after closing her mouth from looking around her. “We know you high powered executives are used to this kinda stuff, but us simple girls can’t act like we’ve been there and done that.”

  “I’m sorry ladies, but I couldn’t help myself.” Derrick tried to contain his chuckles. “Your reactions were just what the doctor ordered. Would you like to tour the place, just to get your bearings?”

  Tracie answered quickly, “Yes, I want to see this place so that I don’t get lost.”

  Hanging on Derrick’s arm as he took us from the basement to the second floor, trying to get over the awe of the place became a difficult task as we counted off eight – count them – eight bedrooms and just as many bathrooms, strategically placed around the building.

  Every time we got to a window that faced the Pacific Ocean, neither of us could resist looking out of the window to get another view. It felt so surreal, just out of a complete dream.

  I didn’t want anyone to pinch me, though. I wanted to ride this one out until someone pulled me from my sleep.

  Marble and hardwood floors could be seen throughout the house, glass fixtures on the stairwells and along some areas on the walls, and the kitchen was to die for!

  What really had us tripping was the sight of the central vacuum system, complete with a robotic vacuum that did the sweeping and vacuuming on its own. Tracie screamed when she saw it heading in our direction to sweep up some dust on the floor.

  “Okay, that’s it, I gotta get one of these the first chance I get!” Candace yelled after moving her feet out of the way when it rushed past her.

  “I’m glad you like the place so far.” Derrick said while patting my arm as it intertwined with his. “I didn’t want to disappoint when I made the call to my contact to rent the place out.”

  “How long are we supposed to be here, D?” Tracie asked. “A sistah could get used to being in a place like this. I just don’t want to get too attached.”

  “A little over three weeks, but we have the place for an entire month right now, just in case things take a little longer than expected.” Derrick answered. “After we do what we came to do here, the rest of the album will be re-mastered and polished back in Atlanta.”

  “Okay, cool, then I’ll soak all this in for as long as we can, but we might need to come back out here when we’re not on the clock.” I quipped. “I can see a few parties that can get thrown in here.”

  “Well, don’t get too crazy with it, okay?” Derrick winked at me. “I don’t have $14 million to

  blow to buy the place if we wreck it.”

  A collective damn came from the four of us.

  “Okay, so no wild parties, but can we at least have guests?” Tracie asked more out of concern for Brian, I already knew that much.

  “I already texted Brian the location, Tracie, if that’s what you mean.” Derrick seemed to read her mind. “In fact, I texted the information to your significant others, too, Kyra and Candace; they have explicit instructions to not divulge the location under any circumstances, under penalty of severe punishment by me.”

  “I’d hate to see how that goes down,” Candace smirked. “After what we saw at the club the other night when you took T-Money down, I wouldn’t want to be on your bad side.”

  “Okay, ladies, the bodyguards have checked the grounds and they say it’s okay to settle in,” Cheryl walked in from the other room explaining. “There are enough bedrooms to accommodate us all, which is a very good thing. According to the itinerary, we have a recording session in the morning, around 8am, so we need to get some sleep, ladies. Goodnight.”

  “Baby, why are you still up?”

  “I’ll be a minute, baby, I just need to finish up some stuff.” I heard him answer me while still typing on his laptop.

  When I moved behind him to purposely distract him, he kissed my hand and kept back at an email that I saw on the screen.

  The email address was from the detective that was assigned to the case regarding Omar’s death.

  This was not what I wanted him focused on during our first night in this beautiful house.

  “D, come to bed, baby, I don’t want you worrying about that right now. I just want you to relax and rest so we can do what we came here to do this week.” I told him, kissing his cheek. “We’ll deal with that mess when we get back.”

  “I wish I could, baby.” he replied, rubbing his eyes. I knew the jet lag was getting to him. “Omar’s mother wants me named as the prime suspect and his death ruled a homicide.”

  “That’s crazy!” I quietly shouted, trying not to disturb the quietness in the house. “Even the M.E. said the death was most likely a suicide.”

  “Yeah, but she’s not convinced of the facts and thinks that I killed him, although I can’t figure out for the life of me why she would think that.” Derrick shook his head. “This is a nightmare that I wish would end… soon.”

  “Derrick, you and I both know it’s not your fault.” I sat in his lap to shield him from the laptop. “He took his own life. There was nothing you could have done.”

  “But I deserted him, Cori!” he said, his eyes welling up with tears. “I left him alone. I wasn’t the friend that he needed. For God’s sake, he damn near tried to kill me before he blew himself away!”

  “Derrick, you can’t beat yourself up like this.” I reassured him, rubbing the tears away from his face. “We’ll get through this, okay?”

  “I didn’t want you to see me like this, baby.” he admitted, closing his eyes as he tried to shy away from looking at me. “My emotions have always been hard to control, and I hate funerals!”

  “Okay, I need you to get up from this laptop now.” I ordered, pulling him to the bed so I could figure out if there was anything I could do to help.

  I grabbed my phone as he got up to send a text message. The only thing I left on the message was, he needs you… how soon can you get here?

  As I watched him stretch out on the bed and lay on his stomach, I fought the initial urge to rape

  him on the spot. Instead, I straddled the small of his back and began to knead and massage his back and shoulders, hearing a low growl escape from his lips as I worked him over.

  I didn’t say anything; we just enjoyed the breeze coming from the ocean and the soothing sounds that emanated from the waves that crashed on the beach in the distance.

  My phone chimed in to break the silence for a brief moment, and I smiled when I got the message back: give me 24 hours.

  After ten minutes of working out the tension in his body, Derrick finally began to loosen up and relax. “I know it wasn’t my fault, baby, but it still freaks me out to have to go through the process. I did some crazy shit when we were younger; some really dumb, crazy shit. Dealing with the cops on this level was something I would have never imagined.”

  “It’s alright, baby, the cops will get things taken care of, and then we can move on to bigger and better things.” I whispe
red in his ear as I felt his breathing labor, which let me know he would be sound asleep soon.

  I slipped off his back and slid to spoon against his chest, grinning uncontrollably as he slipped his arm to caress my hip.

  “Thanks for ignoring me tonight, I really needed you,” he whispered, grabbing my hip and giving it a squeeze. “This week should be fun, if you can call work fun.”

  I snuggled deeper against his body, feeling the warmth taking over, enjoying the cool breeze from the open window, and waiting patiently for the seduction of the sleep that would soon claim us. I couldn’t wait to see what the morning would bring, and more mornings to come.

  Yes, it would be a fun week indeed, and in ways that I could not have imagined.

  ~Derrick~

  “Toni, I didn’t know you were in town?”

  It was a pleasant surprise to see Toni, but I thought that she was on location in Barbados on a shoot.

  The look on Cori’s face tipped me off that something was in the mix, and I wasn’t in on it.

  We’d been grinding pretty hard all week, with the girls in the studio doing their thing while the tracks were being laid, and when they weren’t in the studio, we were getting it in with the photo shoots. RP did me a solid and flew one of my favorite makeup artists in to take care of the hair and makeup, and she recruited some of the local stylists to help with all four of them. I couldn’t have asked for a better setup.

  The engineers were so impressed with how the group handled the sessions that they finished everything two weeks earlier than they thought. They express couriered the discs back to Atlanta for the engineers there to put the polish on it ASAP.

  That gave us a couple of days to de-tox and get ready for the flight back to the ATL.

  I’d planned to do something special tonight, a private, sensual photo shoot, and let things take their natural course.

  I guess I can wait until Toni was asleep in one of the other bedrooms to take care of that.

  Not like she wouldn’t object to watching the shoot, of course.

  “Well, I had to see about my favorite couple and all,” Toni smirked, which had Cori giggling.

  Yeah, the conspiracy was in, and I wasn’t even an active participant.

  “So, how are you two doing? How is the superstar life, Cori?” she asked.

  “I feel like this was exactly where I needed to be.” Cori honestly replied, and even at nearly midnight, she was beaming and grinning the entire time.

  I couldn’t stop smiling for her, either. Watching them in the studio earlier this week, I had a new found respect and admiration for what recording artists go through. As a group, they were just in sync, I don’t know how else to describe it.

  I was in awe of it all, and the takes were smooth, as if they were waiting to prove that this was in them all along.

  Now that things were done and settled, the whole vibe and atmosphere of the house changed, especially since everyone’s significant other managed to make it out to the left coast to enjoy the weekend.

  I guess that’s why seeing Toni here with me and Cori was such an unexpected, albeit pleasant, surprise.

  “Okay, Toni, seriously, I thought you were in Barbados doing that swimsuit shoot?” I had to get a straight answer out of either of them, one way or the other. “What brought you out here? Not that I’m complaining, but you know how I am, and the timeline isn’t fitting for me.”

  Toni looked at Cori for a moment, and by the time she looked back at me, her eyes told me everything I needed to know. “Because your baby told me that my baby need me.”

  I tried to find the wall because my balance faltered. I’d never heard the words come out of her mouth like that.

  Definitely not like that?

  Cori shook me out of the haze that I was in, smiling the entire time. “Yes, that’s what I said, baby. We both needed her. There’s something that we need to explore, and tonight is a perfect time to figure out exactly what it is between us… all of us.”

  Watching Toni and Cori kissing turned me on.

  I thought I was in the middle of one of my most intense fantasies, but my mind convinced me that this was definitely not a figment of my imagination.

  I sat in a chair next to the bed, taking the whole scene in.

  My best friend… my girlfriend… completely immersed in their own private sensual rendezvous.

  There was no way in hell that I was going to disturb the connection that they were creating. In fact, it looked like it was stronger than that, which spawned more than a few questions in my head.

  But I wasn’t going to ask them right at that moment.

  Faintly in the background, I heard a mix of the waves in the distance with the lyrics to “No, No, No” from Destiny’s Child:

  You’ll be sayin’

  No, no, no, no, no

  When it’s really

  Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

  You’ll be sayin’

  No, no, no, no, no

  When it’s really

  Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

  That song began to mean a lot more in this moment than I ever gave it credit for.

  I picked up my camera as they were undressing each other and just started clicking away. I knew they knew I was there, and they didn’t miss a beat, and I wasn’t about to dictate much just yet.

  But I wasn’t saying no anymore.

  Not tonight.

  And probably not any other night.

  I wasn’t about to lose out on something so right.

  Every few moments, either Cori or Toni would look into the camera, give me a quick pouty look or wink, and then get back into the flow.

  It was all I could do to keep from getting in the middle to take things to the next level of ménage.

  The song only enhanced the passion of the moment, and the words being sung couldn’t have been more eerily perfect:

  Boy, I know you want me

  I can see it in your eyes

  But you keep on frontin’

  Won’t you say what’s on your mind?

  ‘Cause each and every time you’re near me

  You give me signs

  But when I ask you what’s the deal

  You hold it all inside

  “Come here, D.” I heard Cori say.

  I put my camera down, only to realize that both of them were stark naked and looking at me as if they’d been waiting for me for at least the past few minutes.

  I slipped onto the bed and they jumped on me immediately. Two pairs of hands trying to get to any spare inch of naked skin was intoxicating as hell.

  “Touch her, Derrick,” Cori whispered to me over the music.

  “What did you say?”

  “I said, touch her, baby. It’s okay, I want her, too.”

  “Cori—“

  “Baby, I want this, too. I’m not playing.” she caressed my face. Her touch was so warm, and I could smell a hint of her essence on her fingertips.

  I wasn’t expecting this, I swear to God I wasn’t, but it flowed so well. It wasn’t forced, it wasn’t coerced, and I didn’t want to say anything to ruin the moment.

  “Touch me, baby, please.” Toni insisted. “It’s been so long since you’ve touched me.”

  I tried to let myself go and slid my fingers along her waist, feeling Toni’s hips and her ass as she moaned and grinded her hips against the palms of my hands.

  When I walk up to you, baby

  You seem so shy

  What’s the problem, baby?

  Never had a girl like I?

  I can see right through you

  And you know you wanna be mine

  So get your act together

  ‘Cause you’re running out of time

  “That’s it, baby… mmmmm, damn that feels so good.” Toni moaned.

  Cori slipped between her legs, which surprised me that she moved to lick her pussy, only because I wanted to taste first. Toni was right; it had been six months since we’d been together sexually, right after Sta
cy left me.

  Toni kissed me, sliding her hand down to my quickly growing length. The softness of her skin against my dick put me in another zone. I kissed her deeply, and Toni bit my lip and moaned loudly through the kiss, and I soon found out why her kisses became so intense so suddenly.

  “Damn, baby, lick my clit… yes, that’s it, right there!” she quietly screamed, trying to avoid drawing any attention from the other people in the house. Cori and I found out the hard way that the acoustics were great and the walls were not the thickest on the planet.

  Not that we cared all that much; we got an earful from Kyra and her girlfriend the night that she flew in to see her.

  “Let it go, baby, she wants you to come for her,” I broke from the kiss to tell Toni, even more turned on by the sight of Cori enjoying her juices like she was a vintage wine that was recently opened to celebrate a grand occasion.

  Cori focused a little more, which brought a pitch out of Toni that I had never heard before. She gripped my shaft tightly as I felt her body trembling from the climax that was coming over the horizon.

  “Oh my God, D, she’s gonna… I’m coming!!!” Toni shouted.

  I grabbed one of her hands, and Cori instinctively grabbed the other one, the two of us holding her down as the waves continued to crash onto the beach outside, competing with the waves

  that flowed through her body as she continued to lick and lap away at Toni’s pussy.

  Toni finally broke free, sliding to the side of the bed to try and catch her breath. She was still shaking from her orgasm, and Cori pounced on me before I could react.

  “Fuck me, baby. Now.” she demanded, climbing on top of me before I could move to get a condom.

  She kissed me hard, traces of Toni’s juices still slick on her lips. I met her aggression, licking the juices from her lips when I felt another pair of hands moving in on me with their own level of furor.

  The next thing I felt was Toni’s legs straddling my face, grinding her lips against my tongue. I grabbed her hips to get my bearings, feeling Cori rotating and grinding her hips as she fucked me with an energy that I wasn’t sure I was prepared for.