by D. Camille
“Witty.”
“I can come up with these all night.” She teased with a smile.
“So speaking of all night…” Josiah began in a sexy tone. “What’s next on the agenda?”
Their eyes locked across the table.
“You have any suggestions?” she whispered sexily.
Josiah replied, “Maybe we can find out just how good…the good is…?”
Chapter 5
Josiah sat on Kenya’s sofa in her living room, nursing a glass of wine, staring at the woman on the other end. Kenya’s dress tonight was of a colorful pattern that highlighted her glowing brown skin. Her long legs were crossed at the ankle, and her manicured feet were bare.
Focusing back on her face, he saw that she was also checking him out. Smiling, he sat his glass on the table and focused on her.
“You have a nice place.” Josiah told her.
“You’ve been looking at me the whole time, so I doubt you even know what it looks like.” She replied with a sly smile.
“In that case, you have nice…everything.”
“You have such a way with words, Josiah.” Kenya said, sipping her wine.
“One of the benefits of a college education.”
Kenya looked at him over her glass. “So, what are we doing?”
“Do I get to choose?”
“If you were granted one wish right now, what would it be?” Kenya whispered.
Josiah stared into her eyes. “Right now, it would be to see what you look like underneath that dress.”
“Then what?” she prompted.
A slow smile covered his face. “Then, I’d grant you one wish…”
“You don’t know what it is…”
“But I’m confident that I can fulfill it…whatever it is.”
Kenya rubbed her neck and looked away. “Oh, shit…”
Josiah sat back and watched her, waiting for her to make her decision.
“Josiah, you know we work together…”
He shook his head. “I’m not trying to hear that, Kenya.”
“What do you want me to say?”
“Come here and let me tell you.” He said softly, with a wicked look in his dark eyes.
Caught up in his spell, Kenya sat her glass aside, then moved to his end of her sofa. Her dress rode up to her thighs as she straddled him and looked into his face.
“Tell me…” she whispered, staring at his full lips.
Josiah licked his lips, then placed them a breath away from hers.
“I want you to say…Josiah, I’m present with you, and the past nor the future matters right now…” He placed a large hand on her waist and she felt the heat of his touch.
With her breathing increasing, Kenya sighed against his lips, before he brought the other hand up to cup her jaw.
“Say it...if you mean it…if you want it.” Josiah told her, sliding his hand to rest against the small of her back.
Kenya moved an inch and their mouths touched, before she devoured his lips. Slipping her tongue inside his mouth, she moved closer against his big body. Josiah engaged her in the kiss, accepting all that she was offering, and giving her something in return.
“You have to tell me something, baby…” He said against her damp lips.
“I’m present with you, Josiah.”
Kissing her with heated passion, he reached for the hem of her dress and began to lift it over her thighs.
“Do I get my wish now?” Josiah asked, moving his mouth down her neck.
“Uh-huh…” Kenya breathed.
Up her body and over her head, the dress landed on the floor next to the sofa. Josiah’s eyes took a slow journey down her curves in the red, matching bra and panties. He brought a hand up and traced the cup of her push up bra, and looked into her flushed face.
“I don’t think I deserve this wish.” He told her softly.
Kenya wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing their bodies together. She teased his mouth, nipping his lips and sucking deeply on his tongue. Her sensual assault, led him to caress her body, feeling the soft skin underneath his hands.
Josiah’s hand traveled up her back into her hair, where he tugged until her head fell back, exposing her throat. Seductively, he allowed his open mouth to travel down her body, starting with her neck. Reaching her breasts, he tongued the exposed tops of her mounds.
Kenya heard herself moan, feeling his warm mouth, practically eating her alive. With his hand still in her hair, Josiah reached up and released the front clasp of her bra, allowing her weighted mounds to hang freely.
Arching her back, Kenya gave him full access to her craving body. Her self-imposed Man Ban, had left her hot and horny as hell. Throw in a clearly experienced man like Josiah, and all she wanted was to be filled with his throbbing heat.
“Josiah…”
He squeezed her breast in his hand. “Say it, just like that, baby…”
Replacing his hand with his mouth, he sucked her breast into his mouth, making her cry out in pleasure. Moving to the other side, produced the same reaction, and Josiah smiled, as he removed the satin covering, dropping it next to her dress.
Leaning back, he looked at all she had to offer. When his eyes met hers again, they were as heated as hers.
“Come get it.” Josiah whispered.
An obedient participant, Kenya went for the buttons on his shirt and released them quickly, before pushing the sides apart to reveal a nicely chiseled chest and abs. Next her hands were on his belt, but she got distracted when he lifted her face to kiss her passionately.
Remembering what her focus was, Kenya released his belt and slacks. Her hand automatically sought the part she desired and it was her turn to cause him to moan. Their game became who could distract the other the longest.
Feeling Kenya’s hands wrapped around him, Josiah reveled in the pleasure, while he slipped a hand inside her panties. Finding her treasure hot and damp, he focused on making it even hotter and more damp.
Kenya felt his hand below, then released him to lift sultry eyes to his. Cradling her face, Josiah captured her swollen lips, applying even more pressure to them, as he loved her mouth. Pulling back, he licked the fingers that had brought her pleasure, then traced her lips with them.
“I want to taste your hotness on your lips.” Josiah told her before taking her breath away with a kiss so hot Kenya felt her floodgates releasing.
“Josiah…” Kenya’s body was pulsing with need by this point.
“Tell me your one wish.”
She looked into his eyes. “Seduce me…”
Her words hit Josiah’s ears like an answered prayer that he didn’t know he’d asked for, and knew he didn’t deserve. He looked at the beautifully sexy body being offered to him, and determined that Kenya would not be disappointed.
When Josiah laid her back on the sofa, Kenya saw the look in his eyes. That look made her entire body quiver…something that had never happened to her before. Whatever this man had in his mind, she knew it was going to be worth ending her drought.
Josiah reached for her panties and in his haste to have her, broke the thin string in his hand. Throwing them over his shoulder, he aimed his head toward his sweet target and before long, he had Kenya hollering, cursing, and calling on a divine intervention.
With her legs over Josiah’s shoulders, Kenya felt her limbs going weak. As her nails dug into his shoulders, Kenya wanted the delicious torture to both continue and stop at the same time. A moment later, her body decided for her.
Josiah moved up her body to kiss her slowly.
“Do you know what I want to do to you, Kenya?” he asked. “Do you know how much I want to see and feel you come?” He swallowed her answer in another hot kiss, before shedding his clothing and adding a layer of protection.
Kenya felt a tug on her ankle, then she was positioned on the edge of the sofa, and Josiah looked down at her, as he pushed her legs in the air.
“Do you know what we’re about to do?”
Eyes and bodies connected, Josiah demanded everything that Kenya had to give and more. He pushed her to places she hadn’t been, and when he turned her around and smacked her ass, she cooed. Josiah looked down at the smooth brown apple shape and felt himself grow tighter.
Bent over, legs spread, Kenya felt every plunge bringing her closer to her eruption, but Josiah wasn’t ready to let her go over the edge. Pulling her down onto his lap, he guided her down to enfold him in her wetness.
Holding her from behind, his upward thrusts below, in combination with his hands squeezing her breasts and his mouth on the back of her neck, quickly brought her to a screaming completion. Josiah followed soon after and they sat, both regaining themselves.
When Josiah placed kisses on her shoulder, Kenya looked back over her shoulder at him. She turned back and surveyed the room with all the clothes strewn everywhere, and couch pillows all over the floor.
“What are you thinking?” Josiah asked quietly, concerned at her silence.
Kenya smiled softly. “Who’s going to clean all of this up.”
He held her closer and spoke in her ear. “You’re beautiful, and sexy…and I think that I might’ve taken on more than I imagined.”
She froze. “What are you saying?”
“I want more of you, and I’ve never asked for more of anyone.”
“Why do you want more of me, Josiah?”
He pushed her hair back from her neck. “Because I know there is so much more there…”
Kenya lifted from his lap and moved aside to look into his face.
“Josiah…”
He put his head back, hearing the death nail in her voice. “Urghhh…don’t do that.”
“Do what?”
“Say my name, then tell me some bullshit.”
She looked away, knowing that he was right, and he sighed.
“Can I use your bathroom?” Josiah asked.
“It’s down the hall.”
Josiah got up and Kenya lifted her eyes to watch him go. She told her heart to calm down while her body was still doing the same. True, she’d broken her Man Ban, and in a way that would cause her to think long and hard about imposing another…but she wasn’t about to fall into Josiah Webber.
Yes, he was everything, but she had to be smarter than that. Tonight was about acting on mutual attraction and releasing pent up tension. Nothing more…nothing less. She wasn’t about to start having sentimental conversations about what could be...
Kenya stood from the sofa and began picking up the discarded items.
Josiah returned and she handed him his drawers.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” She didn’t look at him.
He slipped them on, then stood looking at her as she slipped back into her dress minus underwear.
“So this is what you do?” he questioned.
“What?”
Josiah gave her a look. “You lied to me.”
Kenya frowned. “I did not.”
“Yeah…you did.” He reached for his shirt and Kenya snatched it from his hands.
Josiah looked at her with a lifted brow.
“How did I lie to you?” she demanded.
He folded his muscled arms. “You had me thinking that you were the victim in your relationships, but I guess Mr. West was right to warn me.”
“First of all, both you and Mr. West can kiss my ass.” Kenya told him. “And I never said, I was a damn victim.” She threw his shirt back at him, and it hit his chest before falling to the floor.
“Hmmm…I distinctly remember you saying that you’ve loved the wrong men and they left you heartbroken…remember that bullshit?” Josiah questioned.
“Don’t go there, Josiah.”
“Don’t go where? To the damn truth?” He asked. “I told you that I’m not here trying to just smash teachers. I said that I was vibing with you and I wanted to sit down and see what’s up. We did that, and I thought that we were on the same page, when we came back here. Now, you’re all stiff and cold. What did I miss?”
Kenya looked at him. “I’m sorry if you feel that I’m being cold. I’m just trying not to get that deep.”
“You know what I think?”
“I’m sure you’re going to tell me.”
“You’re damn right, I am…” Josiah replied at her flippant tone. “You don’t fall in love with the wrong men, you run away from men.”
“Do you expect to be paid for this session, Counselor?” Kenya asked, folding her arms.
“How many men have broken up with you?”
Kenya picked his shirt up again and held it out to him. “Goodnight, Josiah.”
“Damn, Kenya…I didn’t realize.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Realize what?”
“You’re the heartbreaker.”
“The men I dated were asses. Trust me.” Kenya told him.
Josiah continued to study her. “Then why did you keep picking them?”
“Take your shirt, Josiah!” Kenya yelled, after he clearly hit a nerve.
He reached for the shirt, but pulled her arm instead, until her body was against him. Josiah then lifted her face to his and stared down into her eyes.
“I clearly moved too fast, because I missed the obvious.” Josiah told her.
“I don’t need your analysis.” Kenya told him. I’m not one of your students,”
He smiled. “No baby, you’re not.”
“What the hell are you even talking about?” she asked in frustration.
“See, when you told me that you wanted me to seduce you…I thought you meant for me to sex you. I was wrong.” Josiah explained, studying her face.
Kenya remained silent, watching him in return.
“You weren’t asking for that…you truly want me to seduce you.” He pulled her closer. “You want me to win you over and entice you.”
Josiah lowered his head. “And you know what?” he whispered.
“What?” Kenya breathed.
“I’m the man to do it.”
His mouth covered hers, before he lifted her into his arms.
******
Kenya awakened the next morning, with a big, hard body behind her, and a smile on her face. Last night, Josiah had done his Dr. Freud and delved into the recesses of her psyche, uncovering those things which she’d kept hidden from herself.
He’d hit on something that no one else had taken the time to see in Kenya, and now he had her. After their first mind blowing encounter, the seduction had truly begun. And now, Kenya was waking up in a hazy bliss.
She turned in his arms, and saw his dark eyes open.
“Good morning,” Kenya whispered.
“Good morning.”
She reached up to touch the beard on his face.
“Did you sleep well?” she asked.
“I did.” Josiah replied. “For the time that I slept…”
Kenya smiled at him. “We were up pretty late.”
Josiah studied her face, then said, “I didn’t mind.”
“Me, either.”
“Do you want to go out for breakfast?” He invited.
Kenya pursed her lips in thought, which only prompted Josiah to kiss them. The kiss deepened and Kenya wrapped her arms around his neck, while he pulled her body against his.
“Josiah…”
Slowly, his mouth moved to her ear, and he whispered, “I love the way you say my name.”
Caressing the back of his head, while he sucked on her neck, Kenya repeated his name.
“Come home with me, and let me make you breakfast.” Josiah said, now looking into her face.
“You want to make me breakfast?”
He nodded. “Do you have time?”
“Yes, I have nothing but time for you, Josiah.”
The coup
le eventually climbed from bed and showered. While Kenya got dressed, Josiah retrieved his clothes and checked his phone. He saw that he had a voicemail message from Ms. Wilkins and quickly played it.
“Mr. Webber, I…I need your help.”
Josiah rubbed his chin as he continued to listen.
“It’s Javon. He’s threatening to hurt Dameon.”
Josiah frowned and felt his anger start to rise.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with him, but I don’t want to call the police.” She heard her voice break. “I don’t want my baby killed.”
Closing his eyes, Josiah ran a hand down his face.
“I don’t know what to do!” Ms. Wilkins cried. “You said that you could help me.”
The message ended and Josiah looked at his phone. “Shit.”
He grabbed his clothes and put them on. When he was finishing, Kenya entered the room. At the look on his face, she stopped.
“What happened?”
Josiah looked at her, then reached for his phone and replayed the message.
Kenya’s eyes widened. “Oh my god! What are you going to do?”
“I’m going over there.”
“Josiah, Ms. Adams told you to stay away from Ms. Wilkins home.” Kenya reminded him.
“This isn’t school business.”
Kenya looked at him. “What are you going to do?” she repeated.
“Whatever I need to do.” He put his phone in his pocket.
“Then I’m going with you.” She stated firmly.
Josiah shook his head. “No, stay here.”
“No. I’m going with you.”
“You may see something that requires you to report, and I don’t want to put you in that situation.” Josiah told her.
Kenya moved closer and placed a hand on his chest. “Somebody told me that it’s impossible to save every student, but it’s irresponsible not to save the ones I can…”
“Sounds like a smart dude,” he said quietly.
She looked up at him. “He’s kind of different.”
Josiah kissed her softly. “Okay, my sexy partner in crime. Let’s go.”
******
Josiah and Kenya arrived at Ms. Wilkins home and he knocked loudly on the door. They looked at one another, until it was opened by Javon.
The boy glared at Josiah. “What you doing here?”