by Kiki Swinson
pul ing his car into his reserved spot. He got out and I waited. Sure enough, he opened my door and
helped me out of his car. We went into the beautiful condominium building. It was such a nice, clean,
upscale building. Not like my ghetto-ass apartment complex. When we got on the elevator, Duke
pressed five and then turned his attention to me.
“C’mere, Beautiful. I missed not speaking to you for al that time. We can’t be doing shit like that
again . . . I don’t want you to stay away from me ever,” he said sexily.
He placed his hand under my chin and pushed it upwards towards his face. I lifted my face to his
in response. He looked into my eyes and I closed them. Duke then bent down and placed his lips on
top of mine. I opened my mouth slightly, accepting his tongue. It tasted so sweet like cinnamon Altoids.
We moved our tongues in and out of each other’s mouths rapidly. Our breathing became labored
and I could tel we were both growing hot in our pants. We kissed passionately until the elevator door
dinged and opened on Duke’s floor. He pul ed away from me and urged me out of the door.
“Damn girl, you make a nigga wanna get married. Your ass is fine as hel and you can kiss,” Duke
said almost breathlessly. His sweet words sent a funny feeling down my spine. I had never had a
man even mention marriage and my name in the same sentence. Niggas in the ’hood that I was used
to messing with weren’t trying to hear shit about marriage. Duke just didn’t know how much I was
feeling him too.
He led me down the end of the hal way to his condo. Prior to putting the key in the door he pushed
me up against it and started kissing me again. I was loving every minute of it. I wrapped my arms
around his neck and caressed the back of his head while I feverishly returned his kiss. His skin was
smooth and buttery. He smel ed good and his body was strong, like a real man should be.
He rubbed his hands over my chest and when he felt my nipples were rock hard he squeezed
them slightly. That shit made me gasp. Now I could tel my pussy was soaking wet. Everything about
Duke was intoxicating. I couldn’t think straight. “Let’s go inside,” I said, moving away from his kiss.
Duke smiled at me seductively. “A’ight, baby, but I don’t know what a nigga wil do to you once we
get inside. You got me on swel ,” he said. Then he put the key in the door and we stumbled inside. He
stopped for a minute and punched some numbers into a keypad. I guess it was the alarm. Duke
didn’t waste any time turning his attention back to me. He held my hand and led me to the same type
of expensive leather sectional that he had in his other house. I was yet impressed me with yet
another of his homes.
The condo was decorated in an art deco style with al the furniture having that ultra modern look.
However, one thing struck me as strange. Looking around the condo, I didn’t notice any photographs
or signs that the house was his. Even stranger, I noticed the same thing at his other house. Just
expensive artwork on the wal s and every type of high priced electronics you could imagine. I started
wondering why none of Duke’s homes were personalized with little signs of him. No shoes lying
around, no pictures, nothing that said he lived at either location. I looked at his fine ass and quickly
put my paranoid thoughts out of my mind. I wasn’t trying to drive myself crazy thinking negative
thoughts about Duke. I decided to go with the flow when it came to him.
“Wait right here. I’m gonna get us something to drink to cool us down,” Duke said jokingly. His ass
knew he was the one who real y needed cooling down. I could stil see his rock hard dick through his
pants when he stood up. I just nodded. I don’t know who had told him I wanted to be cooled down. I
wanted to tel him fuck the drink, come back and get this, but I played it cool.
When Duke disappeared to get the drinks I looked down at the magazines on the coffee table and
flipped through a few of them. I quickly scanned GQ and Essence before I noticed copies of
Woman’s Health and Vogue magazines. My face crinkled at that the sight of the women magazines.
Why would a single man have copies of girly magazines? Girly magazines that weren’t porn. Duke
surely didn’t look like the type to read that kind of material. I heard Duke’s footsteps so I hurriedly put
the women’s magazines back under the pile. That shit was bothering me, but I wouldn’t have dared
questioned him. I was nowhere near that status with him yet, but I surely did make a mental note to
myself.
“Here you go, Beautiful,” Duke said, handing me a beautiful crystal glass with a pink drink in it.
Being the drink connoisseur that I am, I sniffed the drink and said, “This is Nuvo, huh?”
Duke laughed at me. “Damn you’re good,” he said.
“I love Nuvo. Thank you,” I replied, lifting the glass to my lips and taking a sip. Duke slid down on
the couch next to me. He took a swig of his drink as wel . “You have real y beautiful homes, Duke,” I
complimented.
“I try. I’m real y into real estate. I came up in the ’hood in Virginia Beach, barely having a place to
live, knocking from pil ar to post so I wanted to buy as much good property as possible, feel me?”
Duke explained.
It was the first time he ever revealed anything about himself to me. “Yeah, I can relate. I didn’t
have an easy childhood myself,” I reported.
I had to take another sip of my drink just thinking about some of the shit I had endured as a child.
My mother was a mean bitch and she never gave me shit. When I turned fifteen she told me I had to
go because she had a new man and she thought he would be more attracted to me than to her. I had
been on my own since then, knocking from place to place.
“Hey, the past is the past. To new beginnings,” Duke said, lifting his glass and tapping against mine
in a toast. He got me to stop thinking about my bitch of a mother.
“Yup, to brand new beginnings,” I whispered seductively.
I think that was enough for Duke. He downed his drink and so did I. Then we turned our attention to
each other. Duke came close to me and placed his hand behind my head. I closed my eyes as he ran
his fingers through my natural y long hair. No weaves or wigs for me. I think that was something he
liked the most about me. He had told me on our first date that he always preferred natural women.
“You are so fine,” he said as he drew his hand from my hair. I opened my mouth to reply but Duke
quickly stuck his tongue inside of it. We kissed like two animals in heat again. He final y moved his lips
off of mine and began licking down my neck. Oh God! I couldn’t take that shit. My neck was one of my
weak spots. I started squirming as the hot feeling in my loins caused me to wanna just grind my hips.
Duke pressed against me and I could feel his rock hard dick against my pelvis. I began grinding
my hips upward towards his dick trying to press my clit on his rock hard shit. I wanted him to know
that I wanted to feel him inside of me real bad. Duke lifted my shirt and with one touch he had the front
clasp on my bra loosened. He had skil s. My size C cup breasts jumped loose and Duke put his
mouth on my nipples. “Ohhh,” I sang out. The heat from his mouth was sending me over the top. He
sucked on my nipples so hard he caused me to grind harder and faster. It felt so good I had to move
my hea
d side-to-side. Each time I moved, Duke sucked harder and harder. I couldn’t control myself.
“I want you!” I screamed out.
My pussy was soaking wet. I could feel the moisture in my panties. Duke stood up abruptly and
hovered over me. I looked up at him with innocent eyes. He quickly unbuttoned my jeans and pul ed
them down over my hips and al the way off. The cool air on my clit made me feel hot as hel . I spread
my legs open so Duke could get a good look at my creamy pussy. Any inhibitions I had previously
had about sleeping with him early were gone.
“Damn, that is a pretty pussy! Mmmm, mmm,” Duke complimented. I reached down and put my
index finger in my pussy. I fingered my pussy, sliding my finger in and out, enticing Duke.
“Shit!” he moaned, grabbing his dick through his pants. Then he did some shit that surprised me.
He dropped to his knees in front of me and put his face between my legs.
“Ahhh,” I screamed out. Duke started darting his tongue into my hole real fast, in and out. “Oh God!
Oh God! Oh God!” I hol ered. My moans just drove him crazier. Duke made loud slurping noises while
he ate the shit out of my pussy. I was pumping my ass, shoving that pussy at his tongue.
“C’mon . . . give it to me,” I told him. Duke got up and slid out of his jeans. His legs were so toned
and his dick hung almost to his knees. I licked my lips but before I could go down on him, Duke
hoisted me up and held me against him. I put my legs up around his waist and straddled him. I held
onto his neck so I wouldn’t fal while he guided his dick into my pussy.
“Owww!” I screamed when he put his thick, solid dick into me. Duke flopped back on the couch
and now I was riding him. I bounced up and down on that dick so hard and fast he was breathing like
he had just run laps. “Oh, fuck me! Fuck me good,” I talked much shit while I rode that dick.
“Oh shit, girl, your pussy is out of this fucking world,” Duke growled. Just when I thought he was
going to cum, I jumped up off his dick. “Wait…where you goin’?” he said, looking as if he was about to
beg me to get back on it.
I laughed.
Then I turned around and got back on his dick backwards so he could see my whole ass, the
reverse cowgirl. No man worth his salt could turn this shit down. Seeing a woman in this position made
men’s dicks harder and added to the throbbing sensation. I knew this shit even before I started
working at the Magic City. But I could see the men’s mouths salivating when the dancers turned their
asses around, giving the patrons quite a fucking show.
I bent over at the waist and pumped up and down on his dick again. “Awww fuck!” he moaned.
Duke slapped my ass cheeks as I fucked the shit out of him. I planted my feet for leverage and then I
used both of my hands and spread my ass cheeks apart so he could see his dick go in and out of
my pussy. “I see it! Fuck me! I see it!” Duke cal ed out. This was what us women live for—to drive a
muthafucka crazy tapping that ass. The ultimate in pussy whipping.
I started to feel myself about to cum because the shaft of his dick was pressing on my g-spot. “I’m
coming!” I cal ed out and then I sat up, closed my legs together and squeezed his dick with my pussy.
“Agggghhhh!” Duke bucked and screamed. He was coming as wel . I jumped up quickly but I think
some of his cum had got inside of me. I turned around and he started jerking the rest of his cum onto
my tits. That turned Duke on even more. “Goddamn girl, that was some bomb ass pussy,” Duke
gasped. He started rubbing his dick and I watched it start to grow hard again.
“C’mere . . . we ain’t finished yet,” he said. Pul ing me back down onto him, Duke and I went for
rounds two, three and even, four. We final y ended up in his king sized bed where I col apsed from
exhaustion. He kept tel ing me repeatedly how good my pussy was. I even remember him saying I
was the best he ever had.
The next morning when I got up Duke had already gotten out of the bed. I lifted my head to see if
he was in the room and that is when I heard him out in the living room talking. He was calm at first,
then I heard his voice rise, then he got calm again. I couldn’t make out what he was saying and I
damn sure didn’t want to eavesdrop, so I laid back down.
I looked around the huge bedroom with al the pretty accessories and wished I never had to leave
here and go home to my cramped little apartment. I exhaled deeply and said a silent prayer that it
wouldn’t be much longer before Duke and I got exclusive and serious. Before we fucked I didn’t want
to press the issue and ask him if he had a girl or women that he fucked . . . I was sure he did. But now
that I had taken that step with him my mind was racing with ways to approach the topic with him. I
mean, what would I say, “Tel me who you fucking?”
Final y, it sounded like Duke had gotten off the phone. I quickly turned on my side and pretended
to stil be asleep. He walked into the room and climbed on the bed. He leaned over me, pul ed my
hair behind my ear and began kissing my neck. I knew what that meant. “Mmm,” I moaned, pretending
I was just waking up from his touch.
He gently pul ed me by the shoulder until I was on my back. I arched my back sexily and
stretched. I opened my eyes and smiled at him. “Good morning,” I mumbled, stil acting like he’d
awaken me from a deep sleep. Duke didn’t say anything. His face was like stone. But he wedged his
way between my legs and drove his dick right into me. “Ahh!” I sighed.
He started fucking me hard and fast like he wanted to punish me and my pussy first thing in the
morning. I grabbed at his muscular back and dug my nails deep into it. That caused him to punish my
pussy even more. He fucked me harder and harder. I thought he would send me through the bed.
“Oh yeah . . . I like it rough! Fuck me! Fuck it! Fuck that pussy!” I started talking shit. I knew that
would turn him on. Sure enough, Duke pul ed out of me and jerked his dick in my direction. Cum shot
everywhere. I think some even got in my hair. “Yeah, daddy,” I said, sounding like a porn star. Duke fel
down next to me on the bed. I turned towards him and started stroking his head and rubbing his back.
There was no place I wanted to be, then right there.
“Beautiful, I think you should stay here . . . you know, move the fuck up out of that ’hood rat shit
hole and just stay here,” Duke said nonchalantly. I was speechless at what I heard. I was
overwhelmed with joy but yet stil speechless. “You hear me? I know it’s early, but I think I want you
around al the time. Fuck that job, fuck that apartment . . . I want you to be at my disposal.”
I heard the seriousness in his voice. I wanted to think about my answer but it seemed as if my
impulses reacted before I could real y think things through. “Hel yeah! Yes, daddy! I wil stay here. I
wil quit and I wil be yours whenever and wherever you want me to be,” I said, climbing on top of him
to fuck him again. He stopped me before I could get on his dick.
“I’m sorry but I gotta go,” he said. He pushed me off him and got out of the bed. I sat Indian style
on the bed with a long face. Duke turned on the shower in the bathroom as I sat there. Before he got
in the shower, he walked over to his dresser and picked up a set of keys. He tossed them on the
bed.
“Thos
e are yours for your new home,” he said. The keys landed right next to my legs. I looked
down at them and then back at him. I real y felt like crying tears of joy. “The alarm code is on the
fridge. Learn it because if you forget they wil come storming over here.”
“Ok,” I replied.
“I got a meeting to go to so I wil be gone for a while,” Duke explained. “I can’t get cal s where I’m
going, so just wait to hear from me. There’s cash up there on the dresser. Go shopping, get whatever
you want. Just make sure you answer when I cal .” With that he walked into the bathroom and
slammed the door.
I flopped back on the bed and kicked my legs. “Yes! Yes! Yes!” I excitedly whispered to myself. I
started singing, Ain’t no nigga like the one I got!
I was going to be with Duke Carrington forever . . . or so I thought.
Cheaper to Keep Her Unique
Chapter 8—Let Me Upgrade You
I played it very cool until Duke left the condo for a meeting.
He had kissed me deep and passionately and told me he would be returning for more. He left me
with a wad of cash and keys to the hot ass condo. He had me. Hook, line and fucking sinker. I
would’ve married him that day if he had asked me to.
When I final y heard the door slam behind him I jumped up off the bed and picked up my cel
phone. Mad or not, there was no other person I would cal besides my BFF, my best friend forever,
Diamond.
She answered on the first ring. “Hel o, I’m sorry,” I blurted out. Funny and ironical y, Diamond said
the same exact thing at the same exact time. She started explaining to me that she was just uptight
over the fight with Brian and that she would never pick Brian over me. Needless to say she and I
made up on the phone. That’s how good of friends we were. We always made up fast whenever we
had a fal ing out over bul shit.
“Ok, enough of the sappy, sorry bul shit. Girl! Guess where I’m at!” I screeched excitedly into the
phone. Diamond told me she was listening. “Diamond! I am in a fucking beautiful fifth floor condo in the
Cosmo building!” I reported in a high-pitched voice. Diamond was screaming on the other end.
“Wait . . . wait . . . girl you don’t know the half of it!” I continued. I proceeded to tel Diamond al
