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Gripping my clutch, I stepped into the lounge, looking around, hoping to find a seat by the bar. It’s been a long week, and all I wanted was to catch a good vibe and enjoy my evening. Taking note of the patrons, I felt slightly overdressed in my knee-length black dress and heels, but it was too late to worry about that now. I bobbed my head to the tunes of the old school R a scene is the last thing I need. Without saying anything else, he resumed his drinking, and I wasted no time getting to the bar. Breathing a sigh of relief, I eased into the empty seat.

“Hey, pretty lady,” the bartender greeted me as he walked over, throwing his towel over his shoulder. “What can I get for you this evening?”

“Hi…” I returned his smile as I placed my clutch on the counter. “Can I have the dirtiest martini you have to offer? Extra olives, please. Also, I’d like to have a hookah.”

“My type of girl.” He grinned as he went to work. “Sit tight, sweetie, and give me a second.”

Giving him a nod, I reached for the food menu and looked it over. I’ve barely eaten today, and if I didn’t want to puke into a toilet later, it would’ve been wise to put some food on my stomach. As I browsed the menu, the most intoxicating cologne invaded my nostrils. The woodsy scent caused the hairs on my arm to stand. Feeling a shadow form over me, I slowly dragged my eyes from the menu and met the dark ones of the man I’d seen moments ago.

“Hey, my name is Nate.” He smirked and displayed his left dimple. “I just wanted to apologize for my boy, Kurt, back there. A woman like you should never be accosted that way.”

“It’s fine.” I pulled my bottom lip between my teeth as the bartender placed my drink before me. Taking a quick sip, I moaned at the taste. “Damn, this is good.” I nodded in appreciation. “Thank you, sir. How much do I owe you?”

“Let me pay for that,” Nate insisted as he pulled a wad of money from his pocket. “It’s the least I can do…”

“Dee.” I gave him my name with a smile, appreciating the gesture. Placing the hookah tip at my lips, I wrapped them around it to inhale and watched his eyes darken. “Thank you, Nate.”

As I watched him pay for my drink, I sipped the delicious concoction and took in the delicious man. His caramel skin glowed under the fluorescent lights like a freshly made donut with no icing. His low temp fade haircut looked good on him, blending into his face that was clean and bare. Facial hair usually aged men, but his bone structure was enough to show he was a grown-ass man without a goatee or beard. Meeting his honey-brown bedroom eyes, I knew this man had women eating out the palm of his hand and was used to getting them to fall for him easily.

“So, Dee, tell me…” Leaning closer to me, he placed his lips directly to my ear. “Are you from here? I know just about every pretty face that enters into my city, and I don’t recall ever seeing yours.”

Slowly, I raised my hand to the collar of his shirt and began to dust off any imaginary lint. I’ve never been this bold when it came to men I didn’t know, but it was something about Nate that drew me in. Shifting his eyes to where my hand was located on his shirt, he settled them there for a few moments before dragging them back over to me.

“I’m new to Los Angeles.” I lifted my hand a little more and stroked the base of his neck with my coffin nails. “I don’t know who the city belongs to. Being that it’s yours, maybe you could show me around sometime.”

He licked his bottom lip while desire filled his eyes. Beginning his scan at the top of my head, I watched as his eyes lingered on my breasts that were spilling from the top of my dress before they continued to assess my body. I knew I was a looker with my chocolate skin and curvy body, but it still felt nice to get this type of reaction. Looking him over, the slow movement in his designer slacks let me know he loved what he saw.

“Put your number in my phone, and I’ll make sure I do that.” He eyed me for a few beats before adding, “I’m not going to step on your niggas toes, am I?”

“I’m single, love.” I winked as I turned to face him. “I hope I’m not messing up anything for you and your girl. As handsome as you are, I know you have a few tucked away somewhere .”

“Nah, I’m good, baby.” He chuckled, but I knew it was a lie. “I got all the time in the world for my new interest.”

“Sooner than later, I hope.” I raised my brow as I accepted his phone. Going to his contacts, I saved my number, but not before calling my phone so I could have his. “Don’t keep me waiting. I’d hate to have to find someone more willing to show me around. Maybe your friend over there.”

He chuckled as something dark flashed over his hooded eyes. “Don’t get that nigga killed, baby. With as fine as you are, I’m sure the body will be well worth it.”

My eyes widened, and my heart sped up at his admission. A man who barely knew my name was willing to kill for me. While that should be a red flag, I was more intrigued than ever.

“So, Nate…” I cleared my throat and popped an olive into my mouth. “Have you lived in the area long?” His brows furrowed slightly at the question, and I raised my hand in mock surrender. “I’m just making conversation, boo.”

“Where are you from?” He took a sip of his whiskey as he eyed me intently. “That southern accent is strong as hell on you.”

“Texas.” I smiled brightly, causing him to simper. “I’m a southern girl through and through. Before you ask, yes, I love mud riding and sipping moonshine like the next girl. Being on the West Coast is so different than back home. There’s no hospitality here.”

Nodding, he pulled his vibrating phone from his pocket. He eyed it before giving his attention back to me. “I got all the hospitality you need, mama, but check it.” He threw back the remainder of his drink before giving his attention back to me. “You should let me take you out soon. I want to get to know you, Dee. Maybe even let me cook you dinner at my spot.”

I nibbled my bottom lip. “I’d like that. I love a man that knows his way around the kitchen. The way to my heart is definitely through my stomach.”

Groaning, he inched in closer to me. I’m not sure if it was the liquor or his scent that had me woozy all of a sudden. Gripping my waist, he pulled me closer to him.

“If me putting something in your stomach is what you want, I can make that happen, baby.” He kissed my exposed collarbone and brought his eyes back to me. “Just let me know how far you want this to go.”

“Well, I’ll be waiting for your call,” I replied in a husk tone and pushed back slightly. I finished off my drink and prepared to leave. “As tempted as I am to test your theory tonight, I have to go. Plus, I deserve one dinner date before we discuss dessert.” We shared a laugh before I placed my clutch under my arm. “I have a busy day at the office in the morning, but I needed a drink to take the edge off. ”

“Shit, I know of other ways we can do that.” He grinned as I accepted his helping hand and eased from my stool. “I’ll be calling you tomorrow. Make sure you answer for a nigga.”

“Definitely.” I gave him a small smile before standing on my tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “Goodnight, Nate.”

Turning on my heels, I glanced over my shoulder and eyed him before leaving. His sight was glued to my ass, so I decided to give him something to think about for later. With the sway of my hips, I sauntered through the bar with all eyes on me. On the way out, I met the glare of his friend, and I smiled politely. As tiring as my day has been, my night ended better. Reaching the door, I peered again to wink at Nate. I had a feeling he would make my stay in California well worth it.

* * *

“You know, when you gave me the address to your place, I started not to come.” I smiled as Nate opened the door to his home. Dressed in nothing but a wife beater and sweats, he still looked like the sexiest sin. Stepping inside, I took note of how beautiful the place was. “You just never know someone’s true intentions until they’re revealed.”

Since meeting in the lounge, we’ve been texting and calling each other for a few days. When he asked me to come chill with him at his home, I was taken aback. We went back and forth about it before I finally gave in and said to hell with it. A few of my friends have my location if anything goes wrong, and I do well protecting myself in most situations.

He chuckled as he closed the door behind us. “You’re in good hands with Nate, baby. You looking good today, Dee.” He eyed my tank and leggings. He said we were chilling, so I made sure my attire fit the occasion. “Come on in and get comfortable.”

Placing his hand on my waist, I let him lead us through the foyer into his living room. I looked around for signs of another woman, but his well-put-together home didn’t show any. The black and grey furniture was clean, and the house smelled like mahogany teakwood. There weren’t any pictures on the wall, but for the most part, the place looked homely.

“This is definitely a bachelor pad,” I said, snickering as we both fell onto his sectional. “Did you just move in? It’s so bare in here.”

“I don’t require much, baby.” He winked as he grabbed the remote to his television. “This is just one of my places, so there’s no need to go all out.”

“Ahh, I see.” I placed my bag beside me and turned to face him. “Is that why you invited me to your home so freely? This isn’t your main one, so how many do you have?”

Winking, he reached to the side of him and handed me a stack of menus. One thing I’ve learned about Nate in this short amount of time is that if he didn’t want to answer something, he wouldn’t. Deciding to let it go, I looked over the menus and settled on Chinese. It’s been a while since I had honey chicken and lo mien, so that’s what I decided to roll with.

“So, how was work?” he asked after ordering for us. We were watching some type of action movie that I couldn’t care less about. “They didn’t get on your nerves too bad, did they?”

“You have no idea.” I chuckled as I pulled my vibrating phone from my pocket. Glancing at the message, I frowned slightly before placing it back inside my purse. “How was your day? Did you get some business taken care of?”

During one of our late-night conversations as we tried to get to know each other, he let me in on a very small piece of his life. He was a businessman who had hands in various types of real estate and sales. I tried to get him to elaborate, but he changed the subject, as always.

“Yeah, I got a lot of shit done.” He nodded and peered over at me before pulling me closer. “Had to show some niggas that I’m not the muhfucka to play with.” He pulled his lip between his teeth. “You fine as fuck. You know that?”

Tracing his finger along my jawline, he gripped my neck and pulled me closer to him. My heart began beating in my chest with hopes of him kissing me. I couldn’t help but moan when he used his tongue to trace my lips. The chemistry between us couldn’t be denied.

“I’m not going to lie to you… I want to fuck you so damn bad.” He pulled me to where I was straddling his lap. “I know we’re both grown, but I’m trying not to move too fast with you.”

“Y-You’re right, we’re both adults.” I was embarrassed by how I moaned once he grabbed a handful of my ass. “Maybe… I want you to fuck me.”

Chuckling lowly, I could feel how hard his dick was beneath me. Pulling him closer, I began to grind in his lap as I kissed him deeply. His hands found the inside of my tights as he squeezed my ass.

“Is that pussy already wet for me?” he asked as he nipped my bottom lip with his teeth. “Can I see?”

Without waiting for me to answer, he tossed me beside him and spread me across his couch. Pulling my tights down my thick thighs, he groaned once my red thong came into view.

“You like what you see?” I panted once he pulled it to the side and stared at my bald pussy. I knew I was making a mess on his sofa but at this point, I didn’t care.

Spreading my lower lips with his fingers, he leaned forward and pulled my clit into his mouth. The way he was nibbling and slurping, I knew I wasn’t going to last long.

“Shit, Nate!” I cried out, feeling a whirlwind of emotional and physical feelings.

“You like that shit?” he asked as he peered at me from between my legs. Easing his finger in and out of me, I couldn’t do anything but grunt and groan. His own tone matched mine as he said, “Fuck, this pussy is tight. When was the last time you had some dick?”

“Does it matter?” I moaned as I rode his digits. “How about you replace your fingers with your dick and ask me again in an hour.”

Stroking me faster, he placed his tongue right where I needed it to be again, and I knew it wouldn’t be long before I climaxed. When my legs began to tremble, I knew it was over for me.

“I feel that shit coming, Dee,” his voice rasped as he sucked me harder. “Let me have it.”

“Shitttt!” I cried as I lifted from the couch. “I’m about to come!”

Never slowing his strokes, he continued to eat me as I released. Gripping the pillows on his sofa, I wouldn’t be surprised if I’d put a hole in them. My legs shook uncontrollably until I locked them around his head in hopes of him stopping.

“Damn, girl.” He chuckled as he pried my legs apart. “You gone let me go or what?”

Standing, he fumbled with his sweats, and I just knew I was about to get the best dick of my life. Before he could free himself, the doorbell rang, causing us both to groan.

“Go ahead and get cleaned up.” He picked my thong and leggings up from the floor. “We’ll eat and then pick up where we left off. You’re going to need your strength for what I’m going to do to you next.” He winked as I eased from the couch. “Down the hall to the left.”

Slapping my ass, I yelped and watched him as he disappeared around the corner to get our food. I followed his directions and went to clean myself up so we could eat and reconvene. Once I entered the bathroom, I was pleased to know it was clean. Looking myself over in the mirror, I couldn’t help but chuckle at my reflection.

“Girl, you look a mess.” I tried my best to fix the messy bun on my head but decided against it—the messier, the better. “If you’re on your last leg from just head, there’s no way you can handle the dick.”

Gathering myself as quickly as I could, I left out of the bathroom in search of Nate. As I roamed the halls, curiosity got the best of me when I began to pass the bedrooms. The flat-level, three-bedroom home was nice, and as I opened the first bedroom door, I shook my head at how empty it was. There was nothing in the room but a simply made king-sized bed. I knew it was his bedroom, but I didn’t have time to snoop like I wanted. The second room was just as empty, and I decided there was no point in looking into the third—that is, until I heard voices inside.

“Man… I don’t know what the fuck is going on, but we need to go see about them niggas. There’s no way we can let them think they got away with stealing from us.”

Stepping closer to the door, I tried my best to be as quiet as possible. Slightly ajar, I could peek through the crack and see Nate pace the floor while another man stood with his back to the door. The look on Nate’s face caused me to gulp. Something or someone had pissed him off.

“I’m going to see about them niggas… believe that.” He stopped and nodded. “I’m going to kill—” Turning his attention to the crack in the door, my eyes went wide before I slowly retreated and took off down the hall.

Making my way back to his living room, I plopped down on the sofa and pretended to watch television just as he entered the room.

“Hey… I was waiting for you before I went looking for you and the food. That activity we did has me famished…” I looked from the TV to him. I tried to steady my breathing to disguise my anxiety about being caught, listening to them converse. Dragging my eyes to his friend, Kurt, from the other night, I gave him a small wave. “I didn’t know we were having company.”

“I was just leaving.” His boy frowned and went to step past him before Nate placed his hand on his chest to stop him. He turned and asked Nate with a confused expression, “What’s up, bro?”

“We need to finish talking,” is all he said with his eyes still on me. “You don’t mind giving me a raincheck, right?”

“N-Not at all,” I stammered, looking back and forth between them before grabbing my bag. “I guess I’ll see you later.”

Kurt smirked as Nate led me toward the door. “See you later, beautiful. Be safe out there.”

Nate said nothing as he escorted me out the door and to my car. It was awkward, and I wanted to ask him about it, but I didn’t want to pry. My curiosity got the best of me, though.

“Is everything okay?” I finally spoke once he held the door open for me. “I can wait until you guys finish talking so we can continue our night.”

“Nah… business calls, love. That will always come before pussy.” He nodded for me to get into the car. “Let me know when you make it home.”

Stuffing his hands into his pockets, we stared at each other until I closed the door and started the ignition. Stepping back, he watched me as I placed the car in reverse and backed out of his driveway. As I pulled away from his home, I watched him in my rearview mirror until he was no longer in sight. Chills ran through my body from the odd encounter. What started as a great evening ended with uncertainty, and I didn’t know what to make of it.

What the fuck have I gotten myself into.