Montega

by Keon Smith

  “I’m sorry. I was just thinking out loud.”

  “You said something about the moon’s enemy.”

  Montega nodded.

  Curious, Diamond asked, “What did you mean by that?”

  “You. You’re the enemy of the moon. Only a star as bright as you could steal its shine.”

  “So what does that make you?” she asked with a curious expression.

  Montega shrugged, took a chance, and reached out to touch her cheek. She allowed it. “I guess that might make me your biggest fan ever.”

  Diamond laughed at his sense of humor then looked deeply into his eyes. She had never been so attracted to someone like this before in her life. This was beyond scary. It was magnetic. He does look familiar, she thought, but there was no way she could have met him before. He was from Philly, and she, from L.A. Perhaps even two different worlds. In-Yo, she thought, which meant yin and yang in Japanese.

  Montega showed no inhibition. He was forward, direct, and breezing right through her like the wind. When he saw that he had her full attention, he made a suggestion. “You know what? Why don’t you come to my place, and we can have that drink we were destined for?”

  “No, that won’t be necessary,” Diamond replied, pulling back while letting her rejection marinate. “But you can come up to my place if you want.”

  Montega displayed a suave smile. “You got some shit with you, Miss Dee. However, it’s crazy because it’s like I’ve met you before in another life.”

  “Can you please stop with the sweettalking? You’re not that good at it,” Diamond lied as she wrapped herself in a towel and headed for the exit.

  Montega followed her out of the room. One at a time, the henchmen did the same.

  When the two got up to the top floor, Montega was mesmerized as he entered the penthouse. The place was an enormous 3,900 square feet. It featured a large living room and three bedrooms. Diamond made her guards stay in the lounging area. She figured she could handle one man on her own, so she headed for the bathroom.

  “I’m gonna take a shower to rinse off. The bar’s over there if you want something to drink. The remote to the TV is here. Be careful… It’s universal and controls everything in the condo. Make yourself at home,” she said, disappearing beyond the foyer.

  Montega walked to the bar and poured himself a glass of Patrón to loosen up. His mind asked questions like, who was this woman, and why did she need so much security? When he heard the shower turning, he decided to have a look around the extravagant suite. His curiosity was getting the best of him. For a woman that needed five bodyguards with her must have meant she was royalty. The fact that she chose him to kick it with had Montega feeling himself.

  The condo was just too big for one woman. It had a spectacular view of the Benjamin Franklin Parkway. The Art Museum loomed in the distance, and the lights from the city shined brighter than a Christmas tree at night. After looking through the first two bedrooms, he bugged out. The master bedroom was huge. It had a sitting room and its own terrace with sliding doors.

  As Montega walked to open it, his eyes focused on the weapon sitting on the enormous king-size bed, next to a cap of black lipstick. Taking a few steps forward, he saw it was a gold-plated mini AK-74, almost exactly like the one he had mounted on his wall in the cave.

  Kalashnikov, he thought as he picked it up. He knew it held 7.62x39mm bullets inside a fifty-round banana clip. He raised it toward a full-length mirror, closed one eye to check the sighting, and aimed at his reflection.

  “What are you doing?” a voice said behind him, causing him to drop the gun back on the bed.

  Diamond had a towel wrapped around her body from her breasts down to her thighs. Her feet were bare, her hair damp and pulled back.

  “I was, ah… just makin’ myself at home, so I took a tour around the place. It’s pretty nice, I must say.”

  Diamond stared at him suspiciously for a moment. But when he smiled, there was something that fought her anger away. “Look. When I said make yourself at home, I didn’t mean come into my bedroom and invade my privacy,” she said, walking by him with the smell of Dove body soap fuming from her pores. She picked up the gun and set it on the nightstand.

  “My fault, shorty. Truth is, I’m just cautious when it comes to meeting new people. Maybe I’m just paranoid like that. I’ll tell you what. I’ma step out an—”

  “No,” Diamond said, stopping him. “You’re here now.” She grabbed the blow dryer from her dresser. “You might as well stay. You want to ask me a question, ask. I have nothing to hide.”

  Montega studied her demeanor for a moment before walking toward the door and shutting it. She didn’t have to tell him twice. “What’s the choppa for?” he asked before sitting down on the bed next to her.

  “It’s not mine. It belongs to one of my bodyguards.”

  “Your bodyguards? What are you? A superstar or somethin’? What you need a bunch of stiffs to pose as bodyguards for?”

  Diamond smiled at his sense of humor. “I’m a very important woman, Kenny—one that needs protection,” she replied curtly, placing the gun and the lipstick on the nightstand.

  “So you’re royalty. That explains it. In fact… where are your bodyguards now?” he asked while tilting his head to the side and taking a chance by putting his hand on her smooth, moist leg.

  “You really don’t know who you’re dealing with, do you?” she asked, looking down at his hand, expecting him to move it.

  She could break his arm quicker than he could blink, but she was so turned on by his directness that violence was the last thing on her mind. She tried to act casual by crossing her legs. Seeing that she didn’t remove his hand, Montega slowly inched it up her towel. Diamond gasped softly as her eyes slowly closed.

  “No, wait.” She sighed before placing her hand on top of his to stop him.

  “What’s wrong?”

  Diamond dropped her head. “I shouldn’t be doing this. I mean, I hardly know you. For all I know, you could be here to kill me,” she said modestly.

  Montega twisted his lips as he looked into her eyes. Is she serious? He thought. I’m not the one armed with a gold-plated machine gun. She must be crazy.

  “What do you feel when I touch you?” he asked before licking his lips with hooded eyes.

  “I don’t know,” she lied.

  “I think you do. I think you feel the same way as I do. You just don’t want to admit it. I was never good at the cat and mouse games, Dee. Besides, we have all the time in the world to get to know each other, but right now, let’s not waste any more of it with doubts when we both know this is everything we’ve ever wanted from the start.”

  Diamond looked down at where she stopped his hand. Slowly, she released it. No man had ever had that much puissance over her so quickly. This was different. This was scary. This was magnetic. This was destiny.

  His gaze shifted to her face even as his fingers continued to follow their seductive path. He eased between places where not a single grain of hair existed. She closed her eyes and uncrossed her moist thighs as his fingers traced her pink pearl. She gasped harshly.

  He pressed a soft kiss on the tip of her shoulder then began his gentle assault on her neck. Diamond tilted her head to the side, letting her hair swing out of his way. Slow, biting kisses invoked desire within her. Her breathing became erratic. Her breasts rose and fell quickly to his touch. His fingers were soaked with her juices. She now had both her hands pressed to the bed behind her to hold herself up. He tugged on her towel. The soft, damp fabric slid from across her breasts and stomach, teasing her skin as it slowly peeled away to expose her to the room’s temperature.

  Her breasts were swollen and appealing. With his free hand, Montega squeezed the closest one to him and smothered his face with it. His tongue swirled around her hard, brown nipple, causing her body to tense from such a thrill. His hand came from between her thighs, dripping wet. His face moved from her breasts to her ear. She felt helpless when she
looked into the darkness of his beautiful eyes. He was now talking calmly. Even his words felt like intercourse.

  “Lay back for me, sexy, and let me take care of you the right way,” he whispered.

  Instantly, he got a perfect view of her heavenly body.

  As he moved between her legs, he could feel the tension in her gaze. It was like she was a virgin. He stared at her first before he entered her.

  Diamond reached for his face and brought him directly in front of her. Why am I doing this? she thought.

  “Kenny, what do you really want from me?” she whispered passionately while looking into his brown, lustful eyes.

  Montega admired her intimidating beauty and said, “Truthfully, I just want to fuck you… to the point you’ll always remember this day. Now lay back and close your eyes.”

  Diamond did as he said.

  Montega moved back down so she could feel his warm breath touching her skin as he made his way between her legs. There, he began to feast on her inner flesh.

  Oh my God, Diamond said in her head. This is unbelievable. “Ummm, don’t stop!” She gasped as she rubbed her fingers through his wavy hair while grinding her delicious treasure into his face.

  Montega sucked and concentrated on her hard, pink pearl until his tongue got numb and the back of his head started to ache. Diamond squirmed in the middle of the bed, looking up at the ceiling fan as it slowly spun around and around. She didn’t realize the fan wasn’t even on. It was her own mind that was spinning. Montega was divine with his tongue. He worked his way from her love box down to her feet then up her thighs to her breasts, tasting every inch of her body. He then returned to her wet crotch.

  “Kenny, please… stop. I can’t… take it any… moreeee,” she whined out.

  Montega tore his face away from her the way a lion did when feasting. He stood on his knees and began removing his clothes. His eyes never left the magnificent body lying in front of him on the bed.

  When he removed all of his clothes, Diamond didn’t realize her mouth was wide open when she saw what he was packing. He climbed on the bed. She sat up to kiss him. His thick-lip kisses put her on her back once more as he moved his waist between her legs. Their kisses were devouring with passion. Her legs wedged the outside of his hips. Her arms wrapped around his neck. She raised her hips as he entered her then caught her breath before he impatiently slammed into her in a desperate quest for union. The feeling of glory, ecstasy, and magic appeared within every stroke.

  He listened to her harsh breaths every time he slid inside of her.

  His body sealed itself to hers while their lustful embrace took them to another world. She had known pleasure before, but not like this. What he did to her destroyed the protective walls that surrounded her emotions, leaving it as naked and vulnerable as her body. It was as if he were claiming her soul, which was something she was truly afraid of.

  He came back down into her arms once again. Diamond enjoyed the connection of their skin. She wrapped her arms around him and felt the ripples along his back. She then raised her forehead and moaned as she felt him deep inside of her. He sucked on her smooth chin, kissing her jaw line as her mouth opened and shut with every thrust he delivered. She rocked with each form of penetration, milking him for every inch he gave her until it became too unbearable to continue. Her legs quivered with ecstasy.

  Montega swam her tight channel in the middle of the bed, bringing her to a full climax. He didn’t care who she’d been with in the past or whom she saw herself with in the future. He was determined to change the way she viewed sex and, most importantly, the way she viewed a man from the streets. He was going all out. He made his dick dig deep inside of her, venturing the places even she didn’t know existed. When she shouted out a passionate moan, he paused for a brief moment to look at the lustful frown in her arched eyebrows. Diamond was as intense as she was beautiful. He wanted her to absorb his fullness. Raising up on his arms, he rolled his hips out of her then back inside her again. Every stroke was a touch of ecstasy that needed to be savored.

  She placed both hands on his face as he spoke to her softly.

  “You take me as a woman who likes to give orders. Well, tell me you want me to fuck you from the back,” he said between his slow rhythms.

  Diamond’s hands trembled. She slid her fingers across his face and down to his thick lips and said, “I want you to fuck me any way you see fit; just don’t stop when you do. No matter how much I tell you it hurts, no matter how loud I scream, just fuck me senseless. That’s an order,” she purred.

  Montega kissed her hard on the lips then turned her around on her stomach and positioned himself behind her. Grabbing her slim waist, he brought her ass up in the air and entered her tight pussy. He splashed deep within, colliding his skin against hers. Her heart-shaped ass was incredible, soft, and warm. Her breasts were extra juicy yet firm, and her nipples were like two three-carat diamonds. He bought her backside to his pelvis with gruesome force. True to her word, Diamond screamed and moaned and clawed at the sheets. The sound of applause came from their rapid connection. Montega’s excitement began to weaken. Watching the show before him brought him to a peak.

  He stopped to catch his breath, but Diamond wouldn’t let him off the hook. Thrusting her ass back at him, he watched as she swallowed every inch of his erection before spitting it back out. He joined her once more, pounding deeper and deeper. Her skin slapping against his pelvis continued to fill the room.

  Stretching her arms out, she gripped the sheets and arched her back. Montega slowly plunged inside of her then pulled back out to see a slick coating on his dick. He then hit it harder until his thrust sounded like gunshots. Tears rolled down Diamond’s face from his long strokes. His hand cupped her breasts, and his fingers wedged her erect nipples between each other. The sensation caused her to stuff her face into the pillow and cry with joy.

  Before she could do anything, he rolled her over onto her back, looked into her eyes, and stuffed it back inside of her. Her mascara was ruined, running down her cheek. Out of breath, Diamond brought his lips to hers and kissed him softly. Their bodies grinded in the middle of the bed. It blew her mind to feel the definition of his rock-hard frame that glistened with sweat as he gave her the greatest sex she had ever felt.

  She closed her eyes and clawed at his scarred back as she climaxed again. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and rolled them over until she was on top. Montega’s fingers slipped through her long, dark hair, causing her to buck as she rode his dick with persistence.

  Her juices burst out of her like a broken water pipe, soaking him and the sheets they lay on. Montega’s hands gripped her wide hips and pulled her to him, making more clapping noises. Her breasts bounced on impact. Her moans filled the room.

  He loved how she grinded her hips against his. She watched his face writhe with beads of sweat dripping into his eyes.

  Just when she thought it was over, he reversed her blissful toucher and maneuvered her onto her back again. “Nooo,” she whined, certain she had had enough, but Montega had her pinned down.

  Hooking her under the armpits and locking onto her shoulders for more leverage, he gave her the platinum fuck of her life. Diamond clenched her teeth and growled as she made herself take his thrust. She dug her nails into his back, drawing blood this time until he exploded inside of her. He had never moaned like he’d done at that moment. It was as if the life inside of him was being sucked out.

  When it was over, he flopped down on her chest, exhausted. His back looked like Kunta Kinte’s after being beaten with a whip. He didn’t say a word, but Diamond, who was also breathing heavily, surprised him with, “That was really, really, good.” She displayed a satisfied smile then looked at him and said, “Let’s do it again.”

  Montega matched her grin and kissed her on the cheek.

  “I thought you’d never ask,” he replied before rolling over on to his back. Diamond didn’t have to be told what to do. She leaned over his manhood, her
hair blocking the view as her mouth sank down onto his lap.

  Never had she experienced such pleasure in her life. This man can’t be human, she thought. He just had to be some type of sex god sent down to her. He knew what to do and where to maneuver his shaft without her directing him.

  Once she had him stiff again, she threw her arms around him, kissed his forehead, and smiled before his lips met hers, followed by his tongue. She then mounted him once more. It was blissful all over again.

  The Man Behind The Mask

  “Please tell me you have a picture of Montega…”

  DIAMOND

  Diamond’s moans filled the spacious bathroom of the Franklin Institute Museum. Montega had her back against the wall of a toilet stall.

  “Shhh, you too loud,” he grunted out as their bodies moved as one against the wall.

  “Well, stop fuckin’ me like this.”

  “For what? You know you love this dick,” Montega whispered before pecking her on the lips.

  “I dooo, sss, love it. Ummm, do you feel that!” Diamond asked before biting down on her bottom lip while closing her eyes.

  For the past two weeks, Montega and Diamond had been like peanut butter and jelly. He took her everywhere—to see the Liberty Bell, historical museums, and all the usual tourist attractions in Philadelphia. They went out to jog Kelly Drive then went back to the penthouse with some of the best Philly cheesesteaks in town. On one particular night, they went to the Walnut Street Theatre to see a play then afterward to Penn’s Landing to sit and talk.

  Then the following morning, Montega took her to a basketball game on Wister Street where they received nothing but curious eyes. Montega hadn’t seen anyone he associated with there, so he took her to Blakemore Street and brought her and her bodyguard a chicken wing platter with shrimp-fried rice.

  Normally, Diamond wouldn’t dare try something like that, but for him, she did, and she liked it. She never knew Chinese food was so good, especially from the slums.