The Connect Who Took My Heart Away 2

by Coco Shawndé

  We ended up getting massages, then we all decided that we would link up tomorrow night. We had reservations at the Top of the World restaurant. We had decided since it was our last night in Vegas, we´d do something elegant for our departure.

  Making it back to the house rental, I was the last to be dropped off. The driver took my shopping bags to the foyer where they were going to stay. I kicked off my sandals calling for Obasi. I knew he was probably sleep because he stopped texting me back halfway through my shopping trip with the girls. I was so busy putting the alarm on, it took a minute to take in the fact that it was soft music playing in the background. Going through the foyer and up the three steps, candles and rose petals could be seen.

  “Oh...my...God.” I said following the path up to the rooftop. When I made it, I froze. Obasi had to have help, because there was no way he could do this all by himself. The rooftop and pool was all decorated. Baby making music was rocking on the playlist, food was laid out, bottles of champagne, and even gift bags with balloons.

  “What’s the special occasion?” I asked, not knowing why he went this hard tonight. I was straight blown away as I walked closer to him. He had his shades on, swim trunks, slides, and a bottle in his hand. He wasn’t all dressed up, but his sexy ass didn’t have to be.

  “We the special occasion. Now bring yo ass to me.” he said leaning down, and sucking the soul out of me as our lips came together. His strong arms made sure I was locked under him with no space to move. Looking up at him, them snake bite golds had me ready to ride his face as they sunk into his bottom lip.

  “How you have time to put this together?” I asked, taking time to check every detail out on the rooftop. The view already spoke for itself, but him adding all the decoration took it to the next level.

  “I’ll always make time for you. We go home soon, and I know how hectic my life can get. But I don’t ever want you to think I can’t do romantic shit like this for you. It’s my first time, but I want this to be regular for you when it comes to me. You accept me for me, but it’s important that I meet your needs no matter what. I want this to set the tone for us when we go back to da Lou…”

  Holding my arms around his waist, I was on cloud nine gazing into his eyes. No matter how much doubt tried to stir me the opposite way, Obasi had enthralled my soul so deeply, this could only feel right. We ended up sticking our feet into the hot jacuzzi water, and getting our drink on. With a fruit platter on the ledge, we fed one another and just talked all night. He faced a few blunts, and was loving the conversation. The way he would randomly kiss me while I’m talking, or move my hair out of my face, I was in love with all that. His attention and company was more than what sex could do for me.

  Once I was feeling myself, I eased out of my clothes bit by bit. “You wanna be a stripper so bad.” he joked, biting on his lip. Standing in the middle of the jacuzzi, I was leaving my clothes to float in the water.

  “You don’t think I can?” I said tilting my head over. I was about to come out my bra top, but I stopped my tease since he was trying to shade me.

  “Sho’ me what you can do.” he said leaning back on one elbow, and grabbing for the stack of bills that were nearby.

  “What you paying for? A lap dance?” I smiled, placing my hands on his knees.

  “I’m spending until this shit gone.” He said with his head hanging back with his tongue hanging over his tucked in bottom lip as he eyed me hard.

  Smirking, I went to his phone and skipped through his station on Pandora until Trina Phone Sex came on. Sitting his phone back down, I looked over my shoulder at him patiently waiting on me. Treading the waters with my hands, I kept the space between us. Locked in on him, I started rolling my body snake like. Easing my hands inside of my bra top, I made sure to strip for him real slow. Turning my back towards him, I leaned over with my hands on my knees. I allowed the water to splash from my ass bouncing into it. Flipping my hair to the side, I slowed down my twerking into a slow grind. Basi flicked bills my way, and fingered for me to come to him. Strolling over, I faced him as I lifted one leg on the ledge. He held onto my leg to help keep balance as I tossed my hips back and forth to feel his dick. He stood up in the water, still holding onto my leg. He looked down at my pussy lips falling out the sides of my thongs, and slapped me roughly on the ass. Easing my leg out of his embrace, I pushed him down onto the first step in the water. Straddling him, I got on top giving him a lap dance he’ll never forget. We were damn near fucking as he licked and bit on my titties. Grinding slow, then fast, I could feel my clit swelling. Emerging back in the water and out his lap, I turned my back to him, but sat all this ass in his lap. Bent over, I popped my ass up and down on him repeatedly until all his money was gone and his hands groped my sides to where I could no longer move. He turned me around, and we begin to indulge in a passionate, sloppy kiss. My tongue ring intensified the sensations even more. When he tossed me back into his lap, I wasn’t expecting him to stand me up on my feet on the first jacuzzi step. Now he was sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi, and I was looking down at him with my pussy all in his face.

  “Lower that muthafuka down some.” he said like I was taking too long for him. Taking one foot out to lean into him, he gripped my ass cheek to put me where he wanted. Right on his face.

  Rolling my bottom lip in, I held the back of his waves as he stuck his whole face in. When his tongue hit my vertical and horizontal hood piercing right on my clit, he squinted his eyes at me. Smirking, he knew it was there because he asked me how many piercings I had, and when he came up short, it was known where the rest were. The fact that he had it in his mouth now, he let his tongue play around them. Moaning with no censor, his tongue applied the right amount of pressure to send me shaking right on his face. He tried to keep eating me out, but I yanked his head back feeling like my soul was getting ready to leave my body. Covering my pussy, I couldn’t believe his tongue alone just did what it did to me.

  “Oh damn.” I mumbled, jerking back from my own hand hitting my clit. I was trying to breath in order to calm the sensitivity down.

  Finding the bulge in his swim trunks, I leaned down to put my face in his lap. Undoing the strings to his shorts, I freed his monstrous chocolate dick. Gripping it with two hands, I put my lips to the head, and just sucked. My medusa piercings was for images like these alone, and I knew he was ready to bust from the view. Taking him down and letting him hit the back of my throat, I felt his large hand reach down to my ass to give it a squeeze while I pleased him.

  Smacking, spitting, slurping on the dick...I worked my jaws until his body tensed up. He grabbed the base of his dick and I added my hand to jack him off into the direction of my mouth.

  “Hurr it go.” he groaned, and his nut landed right under my tongue. Spitting it back on his dick, I sucked him until he was hard again.

  “How I do? I make the cut since you were side eyeing me earlier about that dance?” I asked, knowing that it led to some other shit before we both knew it.

  “Bring yo ass hurr.” he said with this smile on his face that had me blushing. Getting picked up, our tongues began a lashing that had me grabbing for his dick. He carried me to the couch, and he sat down first, so I could be in his lap.

  “Basiiii.” I moaned as he dove inside of me with no warning, making me slightly jump from his dick. He quickly grabbed me, and I looked down seeing that the whole damn thing wasn’t even in.

  “Don’t run from it after you done cut the fuck up about not getting it.” he hissed in my ear. I had to shut the hell up, and he eased me back on down to catch more of his dick. With my pussy wide open for him, I could feel my walls being stretched.

  “I´m about to cum.” I said with my mouth wide open and eyes bucked opened.

  “You just about to be mad.” he said, shaking his head at how sensitive I was. My freaky ass took on the ride, and allowed this man to drain me of damn near all of my nourishment. The gust of wind from us being on the rooftop came right on time as sweat came
from our bodies. Switching positions, I stood up to grab hold of the railing. Basi got behind, and drilled me from the back as I fought to keep the hell up with his pound game.

  “Talk to me. Say that shit loud.” he demanded, slapping his hand against my ass cheek.

  “You-making-me-cummmmmm!” I screamed out, with my arm around the railing like I was trying to put it in the chokehold. I was biting into my own flesh because I knew I was a noisy one when that dick getting to me.

  “You mind if I put this dick in raw? Just for a while.” he said in my ear, as the head rested at my opening. He would choose the time when I was on the verge of getting mine to ask.

  “Just put it in.” I whined, I said throwing my ass back on him. He spread open my ass cheeks, and he slid back in, opening me back up. My pussy was clamped around him, and the feeling of his raw dick, had my legs buckling.

  “Yeah, gimme that pussy just like that, Miani.” he said holding my waist, and tearing me the fuck up from the rear. Collapsing on the couch, I rolled onto my back, looking up into the dark blue sky.

  “You know who the fuck you dealing with now?” he said leaned into my ear, and picking me up. I was dick gone from his question as I held onto his strong arms. His chocolate ass looked so damn good ass naked right now, I just wanted to hold him all night because he was MINE!

  11

  Dice

  Deep in the covers, I was finally waking up after Hosea´s dick put me to sleep. Being lazy, I stayed laid out, hugging the pillow. Turning my head with open eyes, I spotted Hosea right on my side. He was sitting up with his back to the headboard, talking on FaceTime.

  “You heard I’m on vacation, so you´re taking one?” he asked the little girl on the screen. She looked mixed, and had a head full of curly hair. Getting a closer look, she resembled who I saw him at the movies with.

  “Yep! I’m not going to school.” she sassed.

  “You is when I get back. What you think you running?”

  Smiling lightly, you could tell she ran every damn thing. Just as fast as I was admiring him on the phone, I was rolling my eyes. His baby momma just had to get on the phone, and I pulled the covers off me to go to the bathroom. Hosea bought his head my way. His long arm grabbed around my waist, and I looked back confused. He still had the facetime on him, but I had to go use the bathroom.

  “Stay right hurr.” he mumbled.

  “Hosea, just call us back. I’m about to get them a snack. I know you have a lot of work to finish up, so you can come home.” she said, and they got off the phone.

  That was when Hosea let me go, and I went to the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, I didn’t even want to wipe myself unless it was with a hot towel because my pussy was beyond sore. Putting my head down, my pussy legit felt heavy. I couldn’t even explain the shit, but I knew I needed a day of Hosea´s dick staying in his pants and out of me.

  “What’s wrong with you?” he said planting his hands on the door frame.

  Lifting my head up, I simply shook my head no.

  “Can you get me another warm towel…”

  He stood for a second, just staring at me like he knew I was lying about my answer. He walked off, and a few minutes later, he came back with a hot towel. By now I had handled my hygiene, and had my towel wrapped around my body as I washed my hands.

  “What is you–” I stuttered, as he came behind me, flicking the towel that was around me up to expose my ass. He reached between my legs with the hot rag, placing it on my pussy. Sighing with relief, he stayed behind me as our eyes met in the mirror.

  “Who the fuck you think you be checking?” he said, knowing I was about to get smart with his ass when he came behind me. “And don’t you ever lie to me when I’m asking you shit! Fuck you get out the bed for?”

  Knowing he knew already without me coming out to say it, I just gave him a look. I didn’t want to make it an issue with his baby momma, but I didn’t like the vibe. I knew I had woken up in the middle of the conversation, so I didn’t hear everything when the call first began. I didn’t know who that little girl was, and I still felt as if Hosea had a dilemma with being fair with showing our cards to one another.

  “Why is it I still have to piece together what you have going?” I questioned, no longer hiding away my concerns. “Either you´re keeping me away from it in order for me not to find out something, or you´re just that closed off with me...either way, I’m not accepting it. So, you need to tell me what you have going on at home. Because it’s looking like you told ya baby momma you were on a business trip, and the only business you been doing is staying on my damn bumper!”

  With the towel growing cold, I pushed his arm back so he could move. Walking away, I went to get my phone since it was ringing. Hosea was looking like I was being disrespectful because he did start speaking, but I made his ass wait. I answered the phone, and I was glad I did since it was the developers for my new south county location for the Royal’s. Speaking to them for a whole hour, I had cleaned the penthouse up from top to bottom. I don’t know how, but Hosea and I had managed to fuck this suite up in no time. By the time I got off the phone, I didn’t even know where Hosea went. Not worried about where he disappeared to, I sat in the front room, responding to text messages. When my mother called, I stayed on the phone with her until she mentioned if I had received Chaunce’s mother´s voicemail. Ever since Charli was around, I didn’t know who was in on the lie, so I separated myself. I guess she was calling to say her side, but I was over it. Chaunce wronged me when he cheated, and wasn’t nobody going to make me be okay with it. Once my mother hinted that I needed to call her and Chaunce´s father Chuckie, I let her know I would talk to her when I came back from my trip.

  It wasn’t long until the door came open, and Hosea came in with some food from Freddy’s. I had forgotten all about us agreeing to get some until he was placing everything down in front of me on the end table.

  “Thank you.” I said seeing he was a little aggravated in the face. He slid my food my way with my milkshake.

  Sitting down with me, it didn’t take long to see that he wasn’t speaking to me. He ate his food, sat pissed off, and kept his head facing the TV. “What I do to you?” I said, done with my food. Sitting up, I eyed him, and he didn’t budge. Hosea had a hard, nonchalant demeanor that I couldn’t stand. He could just be laid back with the same mug on his face, and the shit would have you feeling as if you´re invading into his space.

  “Aye, when we in the middle of talking, don’t you disrespect me by answering your phone.” he said leaning up from his slouched position. My ass sat back, reading into his body language. His hands moved with his words, and I could tell why he left without telling me and came back being funky. “Granted, this between us fresh. But you know what the fuck respect is, and I give you mine!”

  Not saying a word, but letting him get everything out, I sat back.

  “Duchess is my little sister. She´s not Tyrah´s daughter that I take care of. She´s not my daughter. She came from my father and his wife. I ain’t got no help from family when it comes to my son Yosohn and Duchess. Them drugs Duchess´ momma is currently on, took my mother out five years ago. I ain’t got nobody and never had nobody. I don’t know what a family is, so I do what I can out here for mine. Tyrah is like fam in my eyes, and she comes through when I need her. My pops has been going down hill, so I took on taking my sister...so you thinking I’m out here on bullshit, dead it now. I ain’t bring it up because I have been dealing with this family bull shit for a minute and coming out here was my little getaway from it. I get stressed too, Dice.” he said with a harsh look in his eyes. The mentioning of his father had him seeing red it seemed like. “You got a lot on your plate too, and you worry about enough. I ain’t want to fuck up the trip with all my family drama.” He was heavy with emotion speaking on it, but it had to happen.

  “You can be open about everything you just said, and we would have still enjoyed the trip.” I let him know. “We still are now.” I didn’t k
now why he was so closed off, but I could tell it had a lot to do with him not having a solid family foundation. My family was large, and I was pushing them away to have the freedom I have today.

  “You enjoyed the trip?” he asked, and I couldn’t help the smile on my face. I was glad he came up to the penthouse to get me, but I was still pissed he walked in on me pleasing myself. Now, he has been pleasing me!

  “It was worth it.” I answered.

  It became quiet, and I could tell he had something else on his mind. He stood up, and pointed down at me. “Aye, I’on read minds. So, when I ask you what the fuck you got attitude for, answer me next time.” he said waving his hand like I had him fucked up. “Had me thinking you just wake up like that...with an attitude and shit.”

  “What if I do?” I smartly replied.

  “I got something for that.” he winked, grabbing at his crotch. It was like my pussy begin to ach, and I closed my legs a little tighter.

  “No thank you sir.” I laughed, picking up my phone. I was full as hell, and was ready to get back in bed since it was late. I was glad we weren't doing the club tonight because I was worn out. Every day we were out on the strip and finding a place to get quickies in. Looking down at the pictures that came through on my phone, I was jumping up to show Hosea.

  “Awwwwww! Isn’t this sweet?!” I said showing him what Obasi did for Miani tonight.

  “Text her back and tell her I said she’s welcome.” he said, trying to be funny. He knew damn well he had no part in that.

  “Really?” I said twisting my lips up at him. Looking back at the phone, I swiped left to see the gifts.

  “Oh shit, what you want from me?” he said, knowing he needed to step his game up if Obasi was coming through like this.

  “See! Don’t ask, just do something.” I shrugged. “Something you think I’ll like. You don’t have to do it now, but whenever you think of something romantic.”