If You're Willing

by Ivy Symone

  Tanya’s eyes were glued on him as he made his way into his office. He was intently focused on the papers in his hand. A delighted smile crept across her face. She leaned back in her chair to look at Cassie. “You see that shit?”

  “See what?” Cassie whispered.

  “You don’t pay attention to nothing,” Tanya waved off. She moved closer and whispered. “Eli look like he packing. You see his dick print in them pants?”

  Cassie gave Tanya a chastising look. “Tanya. You need to stop. You must need some dick looking at people’s prints and shit.”

  “You right about that. I do. It’s been a long time coming…but I know…”

  And they both finished together, “A change gon’ come!”

  “Praise him!” Tanya raised her hands to the ceiling. “He’ll make a way out of no way! He may not come when you want him, but he’ll….”

  Together they said, “Be there right on time!”

  Tanya grabbed her phone. “Girl, let me show you what this nigga sent to my phone.”

  Cassie looked on eagerly. Tanya showed her a picture of a man’s penis. Cassie started laughing. “What’s wrong with it?”

  Tanya side-eyed her. “That’s what the fuck I asked. Shit look like it need some Proactiv.”

  “What did he think he was gonna accomplish by sending you that? Whose dick is that anyway?”

  “Girl, you remember Bruce? This nigga call hisself trying to entice me with this shit.”

  “It look like it itch,” Cassie laughed. “Look like a chicken nugget with eczema. Girl, don’t you let him stick that up in you.”

  “I ain’t. I already told him I’m practicing abstinence, but he sent me this shit,” Tanya grumbled.

  “Aw…you’re still doing that?” Cassie asked sympathetically.

  Tanya laughed. “Why you act like you feel sorry for me?”

  “Cause I do. I mean, how long has it been since you had any? So Ricky ain’t had none of your caramel pie yet?”

  “No. And we’re cool being friends. He still come over and chill with Tyriq when he’s there from time to time, but that’s it.”

  Cassie smiled. “But that’s nice of him. He ain’t nothing like his big headed brother.”

  “Girl, they so different.”

  As they continued to play around, Cassie didn’t see Eli standing at his office’s door. When she gave him her undivided attention, because of Tanya, her eyes dropped down to his crotch. Now she understood why Tanya made such an observation. It was right there. And her twat twitched.

  Bad girl, Cassie thought. She asked, “You need me?”

  “Yeah. Come here for a minute,” he said quietly.

  Cassie got up and went in his office. She didn’t bother asking if he needed the door closed. From the expression on his face, she had a feeling it would be personal.

  “How are you today?” she asked as she took a seat.

  “Better,” he sighed.

  She noticed his left cheek was faintly bruised. “I’m sorry about all of that Sunday.”

  “How many times are you gonna apologize for how that retard acted. That wasn’t your fault.”

  “I know but…you ain’t no fighter. And I shouldn’t have put you—”

  “Thanks a lot,” he said dryly. “Just tear me down even more.”

  “No Eli. You know what I mean. You don’t go around puffing out your chest to prove a point.”

  “But I will beat a nigga’s ass if they keep fucking with me. Rock just happened to come at the wrong time. I was imagining him being Yosef. I really wanna kick that nigga’s ass.”

  “Speaking of that…Have you spoken to Kris again?”

  “She won’t talk to me. And she didn’t come by the house Monday or yesterday. I think I hate her ‘cause of how she’s doing Avani. What do I—I mean…how do I explain this to a three year old?”

  “I doubt she’s even thinking about how this is effecting or will effect Avani. Dude really got her fucked up like that?” Cassie asked.

  “Crazy, isn’t it?”

  With a teasing smile, Cassie asked, “So…I didn’t know you could fight like that for real.”

  “You think I’m a punk too?”

  Cassie shook her head emphatically. “It’s not that. You just come off as…”

  “Weak? Scary?”

  The smile faded from her face as she gave him a pensive stare. Apologetically she said, “No and I’m not trying to offend you.”

  “I don’t fight. I don’t want to have to. I leave that kind of shit up to my brothers, but Abe and Ike made sure I could handle my own if they weren’t around. They used to kick my ass all the time until I got tired of them getting the best of me. I could never seriously whoop their ass—cause you see how tall them niggas are? And then Abe all swoll and shit. He was like that when we were kids. Big ass nigga. I call on him for every damn thing…but I can’t right now.”

  Cassie saw a flash of sadness in his eyes. Her heart really went out to him. “He’ll be back soon Eli.”

  “I hope so,” he answered solemnly.

  “I was just trying to point out that I was impressed, especially since you came to my defense,” Cassie explained. “I just didn’t realize you would do that for me.”

  “If a person make me mad enough, I can get just as ig’nant as the next. But I am too pretty for all that. I ain’t got time to be doing all that sweating, huffing and puffing, and getting bruised up.”

  A slight smile returned to her face. “I know that.”

  A knock on the door interrupted them. The door pushed open and in walked Jazmin.

  “Am I interrupting business?” she asked.

  Eli shook his head. “What’s up?”

  Jazmin walked over. “I was just coming up here to see how you’re doing?”

  “I’m good,” he said.

  “You ain’t really talked to no one these past couple of days,” she said.

  Cassie added, “Yeah, I was worried too.”

  “I think you were more distraught than anybody,” Jazmin said.

  Eli looked at Cassie and smiled. “You were that worried about me Cassandra?”

  Cassie rolled her eyes upward in a playful manner. “Please.”

  Eli looked at Jazmin, “Where is Jah? I wanna fuck with him cause that nigga came from nowhere. How did he even know what was going on?”

  Jazmin laughed. “Well, Rock was supposed to come to our house. He was on the phone with Jah when he saw Cassie’s car at your house. Jah was telling him he bet not stop by your house with some shit. I think Rock said something stupid and wasn’t listening to Jah. And you know if we walk out on our porch we can see between the houses that’s across the street and see your yard. He was already coming outside to make sure Rock came straight to our house. But he saw when he pushed Cassie and took off.”

  “What did he say to Rock?” Cassie wanted to know.

  “He cussed him out in our driveway. Rock didn’t even come in the house. He’s crazy. Like, why is he worried about you Cassie when he’s living with his baby mama and they’re expecting another baby,” Jazmin said casually like it was a known fact amongst them.

  Cassie’s mouth dropped open.

  Eli looked at Cassie, then at Jazmin. “I believe she wasn't aware of that.”

  Jazmin gasped realizing her mistake. “You didn’t know that? I assumed you did and that’s why ya’ll stopped messing with each other.”

  Cassie frowned. “No, this is my first time hearing this. And Jazz, don’t you think I would have come to you if I knew that?”

  “Yeah which is why when I overheard Jah fussing at him about it the other night, I was wondering why didn’t you tell me. I thought maybe you didn’t want to talk about it.”

  Cassie’s face relaxed. “It doesn’t matter. That’s his life.”

  “Well, why don’t we get a round of drinks after work today,” Jazmin suggested.

  “That’s cool. I’ll see if my brother wanna come,” Cassie said getting
up.

  Jazmin gave her a teasing smile. “Cassie, do I see your booty growing?”

  Cassie blushed and smiled coyly. “Is my booty growing girl?”

  “Yeah. Ain’t her booty growing Eli?”

  Eli looked disgusted. “I mean…what am I looking for? Like…there’s nothing there.”

  Cassie started laughing. “Fuck you Eli.”

  _____

  Saturday came and Cassie was disappointed to know that Eli hadn’t made up his mind about going to the club. Cassie still wanted to go for some reason. She informed him that she was going in case he changed his mind. And since she had a complimentary membership from the owner, she could go by herself.

  She paid attention the last time they came to the club to know how to get there on her own. She parked and got out her car. She saw a few people dressed as if they were going to the same place she was going. She hesitated before walking away from her car. She looked around to see if she could spot Sean’s car, a red Challenger.

  “Princess.”

  Her head snapped in the direction of the voice calling out to her. When she saw him, a big smile spread across her face. She walked in his direction as he met her halfway.

  “What are you—” she started but was cut off by him grabbing her by the hand and pulling her along.

  “We’re not going in there tonight. You’re coming with me,” he told her.

  She didn’t object as he led her to his car. Once she was buckled in his passenger seat she asked, “What about my car?”

  “I’ll bring you back to it.”

  “Where are we going?” she asked.

  “I got us a room. I didn’t feel like dealing with that environment tonight. I hope you don’t mind.”

  She shook her head.

  “What were you looking for when you got out of your car?”

  She smiled. Instead of answering, she asked, “Why are you always somewhere watching me?”

  He smiled. “I don’t know.”

  She looked over at him. “You’re a trip.”

  “Why do you say that?”

  “The roses and now this.”

  He took her hand in his. That gesture alone gave Cassie butterflies. She was unsure of where all of this was going. It would feel awkward meeting with him somewhere that wasn’t the club. She like the idea of the club, because she could pretend that they were other people. She was his Princess and he was her Maestro. But getting a room, was different.

  What she appreciated, was that he didn’t get just any room. They were at the Gaylord Opryland in an executive suite with a view of the open atrium and the Cascades waterfall. The view was awesome. She stood out on the balcony taking it in. And though it was night, it was lit creating a very quiet and tranquil atmosphere.

  He came and stood beside her. His presence next to her sent a chill through her body causing the hairs on arms to stand.

  “Have you ever been here before?” he asked.

  “Not in one of these rooms,” she said in amazement. Her eyes sparkled. “I mean, I’ve walked through the gardens before but never been up here.”

  “You haven’t done much have you, Princess?”

  She blushed every time he referred to her as that. She shook her head. “No, not really. I always said when I get my shit together, I was gonna start doing things. Living for me. Doing grown woman things.”

  “How old are you?”

  “Twenty-nine. I’ll be thirty in a couple of weeks.”

  “Will you let me do something special for you?”

  She turned to him and was at a loss for words. “Like what?”

  “I don’t know. Let me take you to another city and show you a good time.”

  Her mouth dropped open to say something, but she was too shocked to respond.

  “C’mon,” he said grabbing her hand. He led her back inside the dimly lit room to the suite’s bedroom.

  As he took her in his arms, without her heels, Cassie didn’t realize how much taller he was than her until now. But she had to admit it felt good to be so close to him. There was a sense of love, affection, and even security that she never felt from a man; at least not all three of those qualities in one man. She had a guy that she felt love from, but he didn’t make her feel protected. She’s felt protected with one, but he lacked affection.

  This was different. And because of who it was, she didn’t want to enjoy it as much. She realized sooner or later, they would have to stop this. She was scared of how it would look to everyone. And most of all, she wouldn’t want to bring about hurt for anyone else.

  “What’s the matter?” he asked her.

  “Nothing,” she mumbled.

  “I could feel you tense up. Are you sure?”

  She nodded. Using his finger, he lifted her face so that she could look at him. She searched his eyes as he did hers. Lovingly, he placed an affectionate kiss on her lips. She felt like melting right there. God!

  “Let me give you a massage so you can relax.”

  What! She wanted to ask him why. Again, no man had ever offered her a massage. This was so different for her.

  She slowly removed her clothes as he prepped the bed for them. He placed thick towels down where she would lay. Once she got in the bed on her stomach, he undressed. She laughed inwardly causing a smile to spread. He was supposed to be giving her a massage, yet his dick was already up and ready. And that was what she felt against her ass when he straddled her backside.

  But his hands were wonderful. And where did the oil come from? He had shit hidden. Again, Cassie laughed to herself.

  It was so relaxing she could have gone to sleep until it was time for her to flip over. She kept her eyes on him as he tentatively massaged her. When he rubbed on her breasts she wondered what he thought of her little mounds. The way he sucked on them didn’t give her any implications he wasn’t pleased.

  Quietly, she asked, “Do I need implants?”

  His eyes shifted to hers. In a serious tone, he said, “You’re perfect the way you are.”

  Instead of opposing him and showing how insecure she was, she opted to remain quiet as he continued to tend to her body.

  His hands traveled down her stomach. She quivered under his touch and her honey pot was in need of a stirring. When he opened her legs so that he could place them on either side of him, her pussy jumped in anticipation, but he skipped over it. Instead he kneaded at her thighs.

  Then he finally came back to her center. Instead of massaging her there, he positioned himself so that he could massage her with lips and tongue. Her breath caught in her throat and she arched her back at the feel of him stroking her bliss button. He didn’t let up until she was calling out to the gods and trembling from an orgasm.

  “You like that shit, don’t you?” he asked cockily as he slipped his finger inside her.

  “Yes,” she moaned. She spread her legs further wishing he could just fuck her with his whole body.

  With two fingers now massaging her insides and his thumb caressing her clit, he leaned forward so that he could kiss her. She assumed he enjoyed how succulent her lips were because he loved to suck and gently nip at them just as he did to the lips in between her legs.

  “Can I have you to myself?”

  Before she could process the question and carefully respond, her head was nodding.

  “Princess, I want you to fill my hand with all this pussy juice. Okay baby?”

  Just from how sexy he said that had her on the verge of cumming. He began to finger fuck her deeper and rougher, hitting that spot while applying pressure to her clit.

  Despite how aggressive he was, he still manage to remain soothing in her ear, whispering encouraging words in between kisses.

  “Let that shit out,” he coaxed. “It’ll make me happy. Make me happy, Princess.”

  “Oh God!” she cried out. She grabbed the arm of the hand fucking her. She could feel an eruption building up. She didn’t even know she could do it this way. She pushed his arm right before s
he squirted. She screamed out and started quaking.

  Her pussy was still convulsing when he entered her. Her spilled fluids lubricated them both, keeping their love making enjoyable and pleasing.

  “Fuck,” he hissed angrily. He had to pull out of her to interrupt his own explosion. He tapped her pussy with his dick and rubbed his head in her wetness.

  “Damn Princess, you can’t keep pussy like this a secret...Fuck! You feel so good. You should’ve been given me this.”

  “I didn’t know you wanted it.”

  His lips formed into a slow, sexy smile. He ordered, “Turn around.”

  She got on her knees and tooted her ass in the air. It started out doggy style, but the way he was pummeling her, had her flat on her stomach. He hovered over her and continued to slam into her.

  Slowing down to just a grind, he whispered in her ear. “Will you let me have some of this ass?”

  She was hesitant. She didn’t know if she could take that. She done anal in the past, but it had been a while. Her ass wasn’t set up like that.

  “Can I?” he asked again.

  “If I say stop, will you?” she asked.

  “I don’t want to hurt you. If you tell me to stop, I won’t continue.”

  “Okay.”

  He pulled her body back up so that he had easier access to her hole. Before he even attempted to enter her, he started eating her from the back running his tongue up and down her slit and finding his way to her entrance. It made her squirm but it felt good. Then he lubed her up with the oil and put some on him too.

  She held her breath as the head of his dick knocked on her backdoor wanting in. He took his time working in a little at a time. Eventually he had the head in. She tried to relax more so that he could at least get another inch in.

  “Are you okay?”

  She nodded keeping her eyes closed. She had to concentrate so she wouldn’t quit. She felt him pushing with a little more force. He was in enough to be able to work up a rhythm. His short strokes continue to open her further until he was long stroking her ass.