Pulling Nim gently by the hand, I brought her close to my chest and hugged her tightly.
“What’s this swimsuit you got on, mami? Fashion Nova?”
“No, Dretti.” Nim giggled, and I sensed she appreciated I remembered Fashion Nova was one of her favorite websites to buy clothing from. She’d only told me that information once before, and just like with everything else about her, I remembered. “It’s actually a little more exclusive. Balenciaga to be exact.” She smiled proudly, and I chuckled at her silly grin.
“OK, OK. I see you.” I spun Nim around. My eyes lingered on her ass longer than they did on anything else and I pulled her back into me. “I fucks with this tough, baby. You look so damn good I wanna take you back up to the room right now. I'm ready to give you those reminders you've been needing.”
Nim moaned sweetly and lowly in my ear before her small fingers pressed into my chest and pushed me away from her.
“Stop it, Dretti!” she yelled in a whisper and laughed. There were two other people in the hotel elevator with us, and I was certain my public, intimate affection was making her feel incredibly shy. “You are so nasty.”
“Only for you, though, baby. Only for you.” I pulled her back into me and held her in place until the elevator signaled our stop.
Friday had come quickly, and I couldn’t wait to see Nim’s face when her toes hit the beach’s sand for the very first time. I honestly felt honored to be the first one to give her the experience, and I had no doubt it would only be the beginning of many firsts for us. Nim might not have been in my life for long, but I already saw longevity between us, and now that she was in my life I couldn’t see myself being with any woman but her.
Everything about Nim was addicting.
Every single damn thing.
“I’m so excited, Dretti!” Nim smiled a smile that traveled all the way up to her pretty brown eyes, and I grabbed ahold of her hand as we walked out of the lobby and made our way to the beach. The hotel I booked us in was hella clutch because it sat right off of South Beach—literally within walking distance to it.
It didn’t take much of a walk for our feet to hit the hot sand, and Nim grinned like a kid in a big ass candy store the entire time we made our way through it and close to the water. She placed our beach towel a few feet away from the ocean, and grabbed the wine she packed out of the beach bag I bought her at the gift store we stopped in when we first got to Miami.
“This is a first for you too, you know?” Nim smiled and handled the corkscrew as if she was a professional waitress, opening up the wine bottle within seconds.
She surprised the hell out of me when she took it straight to the head too. If I hadn’t been looking at the sand and water in front of us for myself, I’d think we were somewhere down North 16th Street in Omaha instead of on the beach in Miami due to her hood mannerisms.
“Let a nigga find out you from around my way,” I said with a chuckle.
Nim laughed too, and I took the bottle from her hands, eyeing it skeptically. She was determined to get me wine drunk, and I wasn’t sure I was feeling that at all. The way she talked about it made it seem like I was going to be on a level I hadn’t been on before.
“I don’t know about this wine drunk shit, mami. I feel like you’re about to set me up. I told you before all you gotta do is ask for this dick, baby. You don’t have to take it from me.”
Nim playfully hit me in my chest, and I grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her down onto the towel with me. Wrapping my arms around her waist, I slowly kissed up her neck to the top of her ear. Nim squeezed my arms tightly and moaned that sexy ass moan I couldn’t wait to hear sounding off over and over in my ear later tonight.
“Dretti,” she whined seductively, and my dick immediately grew hard underneath her. Her ass felt as soft and good as her voice sounded. “I feel like I’ve known you forever and I don’t even know everything there is to know about you yet.”
“I feel the same way, beautiful. Is that a bad thing?”
Nim focused her eyes on the water in front of us and smiled her pretty smile again.
“I don’t know?” her tone sounded unsure but not in a negative way. “I feel like that can be both good and bad, Dretti. Good because no one has ever given me the feeling you give me… and bad because I don’t know what I’d do if I couldn’t feel this feeling anymore.” Nim relaxed her head against my chest and squeezed my arms tighter than she had the first time. “I’m falling hard, Dretti. I’m falling hard and so fucking fast.”
“Yeah? Me too, baby,” I said truthfully.
Nim had me wide the fuck open and I didn’t know everything there was to know about her yet, either. Somehow, though, I still felt like I’d known her my entire life.
Of course, I did know the basics about her. Things like her favorite color being purple, enough about her parents to know how close they all were to each other, and that her weird self hated to sleep with her socks on because she didn’t like for her feet to feel restricted for too long. Simple things that could tell you a lot about someone’s personality without them having to say much of anything at all. And I knew there were certain, not so simple things about my life and past she wanted to know about, but I wasn’t ready to get into all of that with her just yet.
I didn’t honestly think Nim would be bothered by the activities I used to be involved in, though, and in due time, I would tell her everything she desired to know about me.
“I want to know everything about you, Dretti,” Nim said sweetly as if she had been reading what was on my mind.
It was crazy how that shit worked. She always seemed to pick up on my inner thoughts.
“One day I’ll tell you all of my secrets, mami, I promise… but right now, let’s just enjoy this view.”
13
Nim
“Ima fuck you good… I won’t tell a lie…”
The way I was whining my hips to Yung Bleu’s voice, you might have thought I was in somebody’s club instead of an expensive hotel suite. Andretti was in the bathroom brushing steak pieces from his teeth while I jammed to one of his many party playlists. His selection was the perfect cross between trap and R&B too – my absolute favorite kind of music mix.
“How the fuck does Benihana run out of toothpicks?” he’d said when we first got back to the room.
While he was busy making his perfect smile even more perfect, I’d poured myself a glass of wine… well, three glasses if I had to be completely honest. The buzz hit me almost instantly, and I felt like I had reached my level. I didn’t need to look in the full-length mirror in the living room of the suite to know I looked good enough to devour, as Andretti would say.
The pastel, glittery-pink bandeau top I was wearing along with the distressed jeans made my curves look luscious with every whine. My hair was pulled up into a tight bun, I had a curly Q on each temple, and I couldn’t wait for Andretti to get out of the bathroom so I could take my ponytail holder out and let him run his thick fingers through my scalp. Actually, I couldn’t wait until he got out of the bathroom so I could run my fingers through his scalp while I rode his dick to oblivion. The wine I drank had reached my clit, and I’d already kicked off my open-toe heels at the door. It was time for me to lose the rest of my attire too.
“Baby, I don’t know if I can fuck with that shit no more,” Andretti said, making his way out of the bathroom and over to where I was standing.
“Fuck with what?”
“Benihana!”
“Over some toothpicks, Dretti? Really?” I laughed at his craziness.
“Hell yeah! They damn near had a nigga drop a whole bag in that bitch just for me to walk out looking like I’m missing teeth and shit!”
I couldn’t help it, I burst out laughing. The look on his face was so serious I was almost sure he’d want to go back to the restaurant to give the staff a piece of his mind if I would allow it. Which I wouldn’t because what I needed from him was more serious than a damn toothpick.
I
eyed Andretti up and down, noticing he’d changed from his button-up and jeans to a white T-shirt and gray sweatpants. He wasn’t even hard yet and I could see the bulge from his manhood. My walls instantly began to pulsate as I remembered how good he beat them up the first time we had sex.
I bit down on my bottom lip briefly before licking it seductively with my tongue.
“Well, I thought it was good, Dretti. Leave it to a man to complain about the little things, though,” I said and walked towards him. I didn’t stop until my chest was pressed gently against his. “Follow me, and I’ll make you forget all about that little ol’ toothpick.”
Andretti's eyes lowered sexily down at me and he leaned in to place a kiss on my lips. I let him for a second before I pulled back and started towards the bedroom.
“How many glasses of wine did you have?” I heard him ask behind me.
Turning around I winked and said, “Enough to make me real nasty,” before I spun back around and switched my hips all the way to the bedroom.
I stopped in the doorway of the room and unclipped the back of the bandeau before I stepped inside. When the piece of clothing fell to the ground I turned back to look at Andretti, allowing my eyes to fall to his rising bulge, and he knew exactly what I wanted the moment our eyes met.
“Real nasty, huh?” he asked and shut the door behind him.
Instead of answering his question, I slowly unbuttoned my pants before letting them drop to the soft carpet. Left standing in only my black lace thong, I sat on the bed and scooted far enough back to lie down and spread my legs high in the air. Andretti stood before me gripping himself while he watched me, not knowing what I was going to do next. I didn’t know if it was his good looks or his aura that turned me on so much. All I knew was that right then I was so horny I needed to cum immediately.
I needed him to make me cum immediately.
“You’re so damn sexy, Dretti,” I said softly and used my right hand to move my thong to the side. My fingers parted my pussy lips and my middle one moved in a circular motion around my clit. “This is what I have to do to myself when you aren’t around, baby.”
“Is that right?” He breathed heavily, staring at my wet love box. “Damn, baby, just like that?”
“Yesss!” I said moving my finger faster.
The feeling spreading through me was electrifying. It only took a minute for my body to begin to jerk at the orgasm building up inside of me. My eyes closed and I felt my face twist up in pure pleasure.
I didn’t even hear Andretti approach the bed, but I felt his hands on the back of my thighs.
“Move your fucking hand, Nim. You don’t have to please yourself when I’m with you,” he said and pushed my hand out of the way.
My finger was replaced with his big, soft lips and he sucked on my pussy until I cried legit tears of joy. My soft cries filled the air and my hands gripped the back of his head as his tongue got reacquainted with my clit. I came almost instantly and I tried to pull away because I didn’t want to wet his face up, but he had a grip so powerful on me I couldn’t even turn to the side if I wanted to.
“Drettiii!” I shouted as my soul floated high into the air. “I can’t! Baby! Please!”
“Uh-Uh,” Andretti said with a mouth full of my pussy. “I need another one, mami.”
And another one was exactly what he got. He didn’t stop flicking his blessed tongue until my back arched and I screamed loud enough for the entire floor to hear me. I was still catching my breath while Andretti stripped completely naked. He used his shirt with one hand to wipe my juices from his face and cupped my pussy lips with the other hand.
Andretti tossed the T-shirt he once had off to the side and loomed over me, giving me a knowing look. Slowly, he inserted two teasing fingers inside of me as deep as they could go. My hips moved in a circular motion and I pinched my nipples as I listened to the wet sound coming from between my legs. His fingers gave me steady strokes that sent too many satisfying sensations through me. I was biting my bottom lip so hard I knew there’d be a mark because of it in the morning.
“Oh my God, Dretti.” I breathed his name heavily. “Your fingers… I can’t.”
“Look at you,” he said and shook his head at me. “Going crazy and I haven’t even given you the dick yet.”
“Stop fucking playing with me, Dretti,” I begged and clenched my walls around his fingers. “Give it to me… please?”
“Give you what, baby?”
“Dretti…”
“Nah. I wanna hear you say it, Nim. What you want me to give you?”
“The dick!” I all but screamed at him.
His teasing was fucking torture! The most pleasurable torture imaginable.
“You sure you want this big ass dick, Nim?”
I shivered at the sound of his low and soft, yet still rough and deep voice. I loved when he talked kinky to me and I knew he was purposely teasing me, but it was turning me on to the point of no return.
“Please…”
“I got you, baby,” Andretti said, removing his fingers from inside of me and taking my thong all the way off.
He went to grab a condom out of his suitcase, and by the time he got back to the bed my chest was flat on it and my ass was tooted all the way up in the air. My knees were on the edge of the bed, giving him the perfect view of my wet kitty and the best angle to slide all up in it, and I was so thankful when I felt the head of my newest and dearest best friend against my opening. I threw my hip back at Andretti and hissed lowly when I felt his dick hit my cervix but I kept throwing my ass back anyway.
“Hol’ up. You ain’t running shit, Nim,” he growled and gripped my hips tight.
Andretti began giving me thrusts more powerful than I could contribute and I allowed myself to fall victim to his beating. My mind was confused on whether to scream or breathe, so I bit the covers underneath me instead. As he fucked me, his hands slapped my quaking ass cheeks and the stinging sensation made my clit swell up.
“Yes!” I screamed, finally finding my voice. “Drettiii!”
Tears fell down my cheeks as I climaxed so hard I squirted what felt like an ounce of water onto the bed. My fingers gripped the covers until my orgasm subsided. It didn’t matter, though, because once my fingers loosened another orgasm came. My eyes rolled and my head twisted to the side like I was possessed. I wanted to run so bad because the tip of his manhood was thumping against my spot repeatedly and not letting up. When I realized running wasn’t an option, I decided on the latter and began to match his strokes thrust for thrust.
“Nim… shit. This pussy is so fucking fire,” Andretti moaned. “I love how you take this dick, baby. You showing the fuck out tonight.”
It wasn’t long after he said that that I felt his dick jump inside of me. Andretti instantly pulled out of me, and I heard him snatch the condom off, and he quickly shoved his dick completely inside of my ass. We both shouted into the air as his dick pulsated and he released all of his seeds inside of me.
When he pulled out again an ooze of cum followed but I wasn’t even mad about it.
I loved it, honestly.
“That ass was going crazy.” Andretti panted and fell down beside me. “I couldn’t hold that nut back if I wanted to. You’re so fucking beautiful to me, Nim. So fucking beautiful, baby, and I feel blessed that you wanted to stick around and fuck with me.”
Andretti pulled my weak body to his and held me tighter than he ever had before. His kisses trailed down my ear, down the back of my neck, and back up. His soft lips felt so good I needed to feel them on mine.
Turning around, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my still erect nipples against his chest. The kiss we shared was so deep I swear I saw fireworks behind my eyelids. There were no words I could say to explain the feelings he made me feel. All I knew was I wanted to feel them forever.
Andretti was the only man who could please me better than I could please myself. He touched me in places his hands couldn’t even physic
ally reach. If he felt blessed I chose him, I felt blessed he’d found me, and I didn’t stop kissing his soft lips until we both fell asleep… but even then we made love in my dreams.
14
Andretti
“Where do you want these to go, beautiful?” I asked Nim as I held up a brown box filled with all sorts of party decorations.
We were in the middle of fixing up the office space she recently signed a lease for. It was in the building across the street from the one Keyon and I rented our office space at and I couldn’t front and say that didn’t make a nigga happy as hell. I couldn’t wait to scoop Nim's pretty ass up for midday sex, cuddle, and lunch sessions.
Shit, I would spend every second of my time with Nim period if I could.
“You can sit that box over on the desk, babe. I think I only have like three more in the car too.”
I sat the box down where she told me to place it and took the one she held up in the air.
“Damn, you got a lot of cleaning to do later, baby,” I said as I looked at all the out of place office supplies and furniture scattered around the room. “You gon’ have a good ol’ time fixing all this up by yourself, huh?”
“You play too much, Dretti.” Nim laughed and bent down to pick up a few papers she had on the floor. “You know damn well you can’t leave until we have all of this stuff cleaned up.”
“Shitttt.” I dragged the word out. “You’s a damn lie, beautiful. A nigga got shit to do later, baby. Ain’t that what you always tell me?”
Nim attempted to hit me in my chest but I dodged it just in time.
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