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 really needed cooling down. I could still 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 tell 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 well. “You have really beautiful homes, Duke,” I complimented.
“ I try. I’m really into real estate. I came up in the ’hood in Virginia Beach, barely having a place to live, knocking from pillar 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 naturally 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 finally 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
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