Page 21 of Only Fans

She hung the phone up before I could respond.

Leaving out of my office and heading up to the grill, my cellphone started to ring.

Seeing that it was a call from Deja, I sent the call to voicemail.

I knew she and Brandi were talking before I left Brandi’s and the only reason Deja was calling was to start some bullshit.

I hadn’t been pressing her ass to hook up and fuck and I bet she was feeling some type of way.

I was sure she was really in a mood after hearing Brandi brag about all the dick I had been giving her lately.

Deja called twice again back-to-back then sent me a text message with a bunch of middle finger emojis.

I was starting to think that Deja was suffering from mental illness.

Leaving the grill, I was excited that everything was running smoothly.

Making my way back to my office I checked my phone because the whole time I was at the grill it was going off with notifications.

Since I had commented on Tatiana’s birthday post earlier today, every time someone else commented on her post I was getting a notification.

My phone had been going off every couple of seconds and it was starting to drive me crazy.

I didn’t see how other people were able to handle it, including Tatiana.

Making it to my desk, I opened my Facebook app, then immediately went to take the notifications off for that post. I happened to notice that Tatiana had posted a picture of her and some guy a few minutes ago.

Whoever the scrub was, dude was trying to go all out for her for her birthday.

They were at some salon and she was getting her hair, feet, and nails done.

A small twinge of jealousy washed over me as I thought, he must have been the reason why she didn’t ask me to go to her party with her.

Dude wasn’t any competition for me though.

She was clearly avoiding my question about going to her party with a dude because she was.

It was cute, and it was cute that dude was gifting her a spa day, but it was no match to the money I had sent her.

Just by the fact that she wouldn’t tell me she had a man, which I could gather from the PDA they were showing each other in her pictures on the post, that let me know I still had a chance with her.

Tatiana wasn’t my woman, and things were going great with me and Brandi, so I shouldn’t even be checking for shorty.

I literally had everything I needed and then some in Brandi, yet there was something off.

There was something about Tatiana that I couldn’t shake.

I felt like I had to have her. I had invested a lot of money in her at the very least I was gon’ smash and fuck as many times as I needed to get my money’s worth.

Tatiana was more of a challenge for me than any of the other chicks I’d fucked around with, including Brandi and that shit was a turn on.

I had to make it my mission to conquer her young, vulnerable mind and body.

Going to my contact list in my cell, I looked for my homeboy’s number who worked down at Navy Pier.

I was gon’ need to ask him for a big favor, and I was prepared to drop some big cash in his pocket to get it done if I had to.

After talking to my boy, all I had left to do was wait for his call later tonight, then operation Mr. Steal Your Girl, would be in full effect.

Tatiana wasn’t about to take my two stacks and be merry with another nigga tonight. Naw, I wasn’t about to let that happen.

#LaterThatNight

Originally, I planned on chilling at work all night then going back to Brandi’s crib to lay in between her legs for a nightcap, but Tatiana and her birthday changed all of that.

What was crazy was that I never planned on things taking a change like this today.

I just couldn’t help myself after seeing her posted up with that nigga, it did something to me.

I was cool with her being in her feelings but showcasing another nigga in my face wasn’t it.

I almost lost my baby momma from just us talking.

There was no way I wasn’t about to hit that.

Since we were having a private party and I was planning to crash Tatiana’s later, I decided to change out of my dark denim Fashion Nova jeans and into a dark blue Armani suit with a pair of brown Cole Haan’s.

I had to look my best and everything I did was extra.

I wasn’t sure what Tatiana’s dress code was for her party, but I did know she liked nice, expensive things so I knew it was going to be something extravagant, and I needed to make sure that I stood out amongst everyone else.

My office was two hotel rooms combined in one then converted to an office and sleep space.

I spent a lot of time here, so the sleep area came in handy.

I also kept a handful of nice outfits to change into because you never knew who was renting a conference room, the penthouse suite, or the new grill rooftop restaurant I incorporated late last year.

The best investment I had ever made by far for improving the value of my hotel.

Stepping off of the elevator then onto the beautifully lit up rooftop, I saw a small crowd gathered as more guests continued to join the dinner party as I headed in their direction in search of my event coordinator.

I wanted to introduce myself to the people paying the bill for tonight and personally thank them for choosing my spot before heading down to surprise Tatiana at Navy Pier.

I had never crashed anyone’s party before, but I was looking forward to it.

Navy Pier wasn’t too far from my hotel, but the traffic downtown could be testy, so once I finished saying hello and making sure all was good, I was gon’ have to hurry up and head out.

I spotted Dewayne, the event coordinator talking to an older couple who I figured were just the people I wanted to meet because they were standing at a table looking over a piece of paper. As I walked up, I was surprised as hell to see Tatiana standing there.

“Hey, boss.” Dewayne waved. “Come meet Mr. and Mrs. Nelson, and Ms. Tatiana, the beautiful birthday girl,” he finished as I locked eyes with Tatiana.

The way she was looking at me you would have thought I caught her with her legs up and a nigga in between them in mid-stroke or something.

Looking from Tatiana to who I now learned were her parents, I thought back to the party order that was in the system.

I remember it having something on it for a nineteen-year old’s birthday dinner who was turning twenty, not a twenty-one-year-old.

It dawned on me that Tatiana had lied about her age and had just turned twenty not twenty-one.

Giving her a smirk, I played it off and introduced myself to her and her parents.

I let Dewayne do the majority of the talking to her parents while going over the invoice since I was paying him to be the coordinator while I tried to play off the fact that I couldn’t keep my eyes off of Tatiana.

Her being twenty was starting to not matter by the second.

Baby girl was standing there looking sexy as hell.

You could tell she was young, but she also looked old and mature enough to wanna still fuck.

She was dressed pretty classy, which I assumed was because her parents were there.

Usually, Tatiana wore very revealing clothes.

I mean, just this morning her birthday selfie was a nude.

Seeing her dressed classy was a really good look for her and a turn on for me.

The nude Bodycon dress she was rocking got a definite response from my body.

Her parents and Dewayne were so wrapped up in the invoice that it left me and Tatiana an opportunity to step away a few feet and speak.

“Despite the fact you lied about your age, you look absolutely amazing. You might not be of age to legally buy alcohol, but you rockin’ the shit out of that fit!” I complimented, causing us both to chuckle.

“If you knew my real age would you have still entertained talking to me?”

“Not at all, shorty!”

There was a pause then she said, “Thanks again for the birthday gift. I was going to tell you about my—” she began but was cut off by the dude that got her hair done.

“Hey baby,” ol’ boy interrupted, stepping between me and Tatiana. Wrapping his arm around her waist then pulling her toward him claiming his lady, he said, “Everybody is looking for the birthday girl. Come on, baby, let’s go mingle.”

“Excuse us,” Tatiana said, giving me a ‘I’m sorry’ look, then walked off.

Watching her ass jiggle as they walked off, dude grabbed a chunk of it then looked back at me and winked his eye.

The gesture was juvenile as fuck, but that was to be expected from a rookie.

What dude didn’t know was that he had just given me more of a reason to conquer his lady.

Feeling my phone vibrate, I saw I had received a text from Tatiana.

Tatiana: Sorry about that. We’ll finish our talk later… I promise

Reading her text, I chose to not reply. She was right, we were going to finish our conversation later. Dude might have been grabbing her ass now, but before the night was over, she was going to be riding my dick.

#Chapter 8

@Tatiana

“What was up with you and dude?” Jamal asked as we headed toward the dinner table.

“Nothing was up. He’s the owner of this place.”

“Oh, ‘cause it looked like y’all knew each other for a minute. I thought for a second you had invited another dude you were kicking it with. Are you texting him?” Jamal asked, starting to turn me off.

“What? Now you’re tripping. Like I said, he is the owner and was talking to my parents at first. You’re the only guy I’m kicking it with, so stop acting silly before that changes! I’ll be back, I’m going to mingle with my friends.”