Page 39 of Taming a Menace

Seventeen

I yla

I don’t know how I let Keywan talk me into wearing a freaking blindfold.

Like I said, I knew he would never do anything to hurt me.

That didn’t mean that I didn’t want to see where I was going.

I liked to see what was happening around me.

As a matter of fact, I loved to see what the hell was going on around me.

I didn’t want to be a brat and ruin his surprise, so I was being a good sport and wearing the blindfold as requested. I couldn’t remember the last time anyone had surprised me with anything. I was as nervous as I was excited as I rode along listening to the radio and wondering what I was in for.

“Are we almost there?” I asked him.

“Yeah, just a couple of minutes.”

“I really feel like I could have kept the mask off until we got closer. I need to see where I am.”

“Don’t touch that mask, Moonie. That’s not up for you to decide.”

“I’m just saying not being able to see is making me nervous.”

“You don’t need to see right now. I’m driving this ship. We are about two minutes away from our destination. You think your nosy self can resist the urge to peek for two more minutes?”

I sighed. “I guess so. I’m just so excited. People don’t surprise me.”

“I see why. You probably ruin it before they get a chance.”

“I’m keeping my hands off the blindfold, Key, dang.”

“Good. We’re pulling up. Can I trust you to sit here for a second without removing the mask?”

I sat up in my seat. “You’re leaving me?”

“I’m not leaving you. I just need to step out of the truck to make sure everything is all set. I’ll be able to look right at you the whole time.”

“I feel like I’m going to be looking crazy sitting here wearing a blindfold.”

“There’s nobody here but us. I just want to make sure that everything is in place.”

“OK but hurry back. I’m nervous enough already.”

“I’ll be right back.”

I heard Keywan’s door open and close as he got out of the truck.

The music still played at a low volume giving me only the slightest amount of comfort.

I wanted to see what was going on. I was so tempted to peek.

Like he speculated, the one or two times I can remember someone trying to surprise me in the past, I ruined it by asking too many questions.

I wanted to trust the process and really allow myself to be surprised by whatever Key had in store for me. As promised, only a few seconds passed before my door opened. I turned to step down out of the truck, but he put his hand on my chest to stop me.

“Two things before you get out,” Keywan stated.

“What are they?”

“Take off your panties,” he ordered.

“Take off my panties? What the hell are you up to, Key?”

“You won’t need them. Taking them off will keep them from getting in the way.”

“In the way of what? What kind of freaky surprise is this?”

“Sex isn’t the surprise, Iyla.”

“Well why don’t I need my panties on? Just tell me what it is. My nerves are getting bad.”

“We’re here now. No need to get impatient. Come on. I’ll help you,” he said, sliding his hands up my thighs and reaching under my dress.

“You better not have me doing anything crazy, Keywan,” I warned him as I lifted my butt off the seat and let him slide my panties off.

“I promise,” he vowed.

Once the obstacle of my undergarments was taken care of, Key took both of my hands in his and helped me out of the truck. I’d forgotten all about that second thing he mentioned as he held my hand and led me to my surprise.

“Before we go any further, I’m going to put these earbuds in your ears. It’s just to ensure that you don’t figure out your surprise until I’m ready to reveal it.”

“So, I’m not allowed to see or hear it?” I asked.

“I’ll take the earbuds out when we get there. I just want to drown out any background noise and clues until you’re there.”

I giggled. “I’m so nervous.”

“Don’t be. You trust me, right?” he asked yet again.

“I’m out here with my ass out wearing a blindfold. I think that answers your question.”

“All of your questions make me think otherwise.”

“I trust you, Keywan. That doesn’t mean that I’m not a little anxious.”

“Anxious is fine. You only have to wait a few more minutes. I’m about to put the earbuds in for you. I’ll be right here holding your hand the whole time. I’m not going anywhere.”

“OK.” I nodded.

After he put both buds in my ears, he turned on the music.

Carteay sang about risking it all, making me remember that first night that I danced with him.

The more time I spent getting to know Keywan, the more I knew he was worth the risk.

I just didn’t know for sure that I was ready to take the plunge.

I had built half of my personality on my career.

Now I was considering giving it up for love.

Love hadn’t been all that friendly to me over the years.

Even when I thought I found the one, I was wrong.

Carteay sang our song on repeat as Keywan helped me take a step up onto a platform then sit down.

When the music stopped, I reached for the blindfold.

“Keep the blindfold on until I take it off, Iyla. I stopped the music so you could hear me. I’m going to give you a shot to help take the edge off,” Key stated.

“A shot? With a needle?”

He laughed. “A drink, Iyla. Where do you think I would get a needle from?”

“I don’t even know where we are. I don’t know where you got alcohol from at this point.”

“Drink up, love. I’m having one too,” he said, putting the small shot glass in my hand.

I threw the shot back without hesitation, because as Keywan already said, I needed something to take the edge off.

I was way too nervous. I couldn’t decipher between excitement and fear at that point.

Keywan filled my glass again and waited for me to drink the contents before removing it from my hand.

“For over a thousand nights, I laid up in that cell fantasizing about what my life with you would look like. I want to love you like nineties R&B. I want to love you so bad that I’m standing out in the desert singing and shit because I miss you so much even if you’ve only been gone for an hour.

When I was down, I read so many romance books that I started to picture us in our own urban romance.

I knew that when I made it home, I was ready to settle down.

I want what I read in those books for us , Iyla.

Let me give you your happily ever after. ”

“OK,” I whispered.

Tears saturated the blindfold as they slowly seeped through it and rolled down my cheeks. Keywan kissed my damp cheeks as he took my hands again and helped me to stand. Once I was on my feet, I could feel him move to sit in front of me before guiding one of my knees onto the bench.

“All right. Put your other knee right here,” he instructed.

“What are we doing?” I asked, reaching for that blindfold again.

“Uh-uh, you said you trusted daddy.”

“I do,” I whined.

“Well relax. I got you. Don’t touch that mask again, Iyla.”

I rolled my eyes as if he could see me under that freaking mask. My patience was long gone, but I surrendered.

“OK.”

Curiosity was killing me. I’d lost track of time, but I knew it had been way more than two minutes since he promised me that I only had to wait for two more minutes for my surprise. The music started playing again. I didn’t miss the fact that it was louder this time.

Keywan reached under my dress and cupped my ass as he sprinkled kisses along my jawline.

His hands swept up my back, holding my chest against his as his tongue swirled across my neck and down to my collar bone.

I moaned and tilted my head on his shoulder, giving him more access to my neck.

He knew exactly what spot made my pussy leak.

His huge hands gripped my ass and lifted me from his lap.

As he raised me up, I could have sworn we were moving.

My body tensed, reacting to the perceived movement as well as his dick pressing against my entrance.

Slowly he eased me down his shaft. My breathing shuddered once I was fully seated.

He nudged my face with his once then again, baiting me to face him and grant him access to my lips.

When I turned just enough his lips covered mine.

Keywan’s arms wrapped around my back before he used his hold to move me up and down his length.

I groaned into his mouth when he shifted one of his hands to my ass to help control the slow but steady tempo.

I rocked my hips forward, meeting each of his thrusts.

Each time he reached my depths, it felt more heavenly than the last. The music stopped when the song ended.

“Hm, just like that, baby,” he groaned. “Get it, Iyla. Take it. Take what you need from daddy.”

His mouth covered the base of my throat before it was immediately replaced by his hand.

Keywan’s fist tightened around my throat as he pushed me back until we were no longer chest to chest. Picking up the tempo, he kept one hand on my ass and the other around my throat as he drilled into me a little harder.

My head jolted straight up as my senses went into high alert.

We were definitely moving. My posture stiffened to brace myself for or from whatever.

“Keywan, what was that?” I asked, pressing my hands against his chest.

“What do you need to be concentrating on, Moon?” he responded, never breaking a stride as he slow stroked my pussy just right.

“Why does it feel like we’re moving?” I questioned, trying to stay focused on the possible danger.

“That’s for me to worry about. You need to be worried about cumming on this dick,” he instructed.

“I’m trying.” I nodded.

“Don’t try, mama. Get yours. I’m not gonna keep telling you that.”

“What are you going to do if I don’t?” I teased him.

“Fuck you until you have no choice but to cum on this shit. You want that instead?”

“Is that supposed to be a threat?” I challenged.

“It’s an offer,” he countered. “Stop talking and ride this dick.”