I felt shame in allowing him to finger-fuck me in my office.
But, gosh, did I need that.
Our eyes finally connected once he pulled his fingers out of me. The hunger lingering in his eyes made me subconsciously bite my lip.
I wanted him.
Bad now.
But I had to wait. As much as I wanted to feel his other tool, I had to be aware that I didn’tknowhim, know him, and I needed to make sure we were safe.
Still, with his hungry eyes stapling me, he slid his fingers into his mouth and sucked my juices from them. His eyes closed, and he nodded, letting me know he enjoyed the taste.
Thank God for yoni steaming.
“Tonight. Eight o’clock. I’ll text you the location.” He stood abruptly and walked out the door, closing it behind him.
I sat there, pussy pulsating, with my mouth still feeling his tongue and vagina still feeling his fingers inside of me.
Talk about a lasting impression.
Shit! I was in big trouble.
I stepped out of Autumn’s office and went to the bathroom in the hallway. I relieved my bladder, regrettably washed my hands, and popped a mint into my mouth.
I looked at my reflection for a moment, feeling as if I were a new person. I wasn’t lying when I said Autumn’s energy revived something inside of me that felt dead since Ashanti walked out on us.
It wasn’t a matter of whether Ros would be mine; it was a matter of when. The taste of her drove me insane, and tonight, she was going to see just how insane she made me.
I walked out of the restroom and headed toward my sister’s office. I could see her door slightly ajar, and she was on thephone with someone. I poked my head inside, and she smiled, waving me inside.
“No doves. I don’t want to worry if birds are going to be pooping everywhere, Hailey. This day is special, and I’m not going to be walking on bird shit.”
I shook my head and sat in the chair in front of her desk.
“Swans? I can do swans. Okay, I have to go . . . I’ll call you later. Byyeee.” She hung up and smiled, then stood and came around her desk to hug me. I stood to meet her, wrapping my arms around her and kissing her head.
“What’s up, Sis?”
“Hey, Ghana. How are you?”
“I’m good.”
“That's good!” she exclaimed as we sat down. “Are you just leaving Autumn’s?”
I bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from fucking blushing like a broad.
“Ghana?”
I looked over at my sister, and she was staring at me, eyes roaming my face like she was trying to figure something out with a faint smile on her face.
“What?” I asked.
“You’re . . . different.”
“That’s a good thing, right?”
“Could be. I haven’t seen this light in your eyes in a long time. Not since Nana Zuri was alive.”