Zuri POV:Waking up I turn towards Matt studying him. Watching his chest rise and fall I mentally scoff to myself. This man looks like he works out 24/7 but never have I ever seen him do so. He effortlessly has abs meanwhile I've trained myself to have small portions to stay skinny. My eyes wander down to his manhood. Biting my lip I look back up at his chiseled features and stubby beard."My my my are you checking me out princess" his lips spread into a smirk"Morning handsome" I giggle putting my leg over him. Running my hand through his fluffy blonde hair he hums"Morning beautiful, what got you in a good mood" he yawns caressing my thighs that have his torso caged in between them"You" I bluntly state watching his eyes flutter open. His crystal blue eyes stare back at my dark brown eyes"Alright what did I do" he groans chuckling, I hit his chest playfully"Hey uhm I've been meaning to ask... you're Latino right" and he nods"Well Matt Admos doesn't exactly sound Latino " I place
He unbuttons my pajama shirt revealing my braless chest, he licks his lips, and my pussy throbs for them even more.He pins my wrists above my head. He leaves trails of kisses starting from my neck and slowly going down my chest. His lips stop at my nipple"What's my surname again" he quizzes"Wh- fuck " he bites my nipple. I scream from the pleasure of the pain, gripping his wrists I look back into his eyes that turn a grey when aroused"I'm sorry what was that" he grins and I glare at him.Our heavy breathing fills the room. He clenches his jaw as if I haven't given him an answer. He flips me over bringing his hands under my stomach picking my waist up so that my ass sticks out directly in front of his groin. Harshly pulling my pajama shorts down he rubs my ass. Pools of water form at my entrance and I find myself getting aroused at the thought that he might spank me"Princess" he grunts out"Yes" I breathe out trying to hide the need for him to spank me"If I'm not mistaken I'll sa
Zuri's POV: "Girl, help me with table 5. I need to go calm my nerves," Amber says, taking out a cigarette. She heads out the back door without giving me a chance to say no. Putting on my apron and stuffing a notepad and a pen into my pouch, I make my way to table 5. "Hi, I'll be taking over for Amber. She's not feeling well. Are you ready to order?" Putting on my friendliest smile, I wait for their response. They all start looking at their menus. Honestly, can someone tell me what they've been doing this whole time? They got their menus 10 minutes ago. It's literally 5 pages, and the food has been the same for 30 years. What else could they be searching for? Masking my sigh with a cough, the lady finally speaks. "What do you recommend?" she quizzes. I honestly look at her dumbfounded. I mean, she has been staring at the thing just so she can ask me that question. "Well, it all depends on your budget for the night," I smile, a sweet one, but it doesn't quite meet my eyes. A few mor
Zuri's POV:The clicking of a gun can be heard through the apartment walls.After 10 minutes, I arrived at my apartment building. I step out of the Uber, paying the driver.I walk up the flight of stairs, which is another issue; the elevator is broken, and no one plans to fix it. Walking towards my door, my eyes meet with Omar. If I could, I would jump out of this damn building and die. I smile at him, but I honestly don't need this today."Hey, shorty," rolling my eyes, I look at him."It's shawty, Omar, and plus, this isn't America, so why even try?” I say, trying to find my keys to unlock this door, but to my despair, they drop, falling into the hole that’s been here longer than me. I bang my head on the door, and I groan."Don't worry, Zuri, I'll call the maintenance team, so while we wait, let's step inside my apartment and have a drink," he says while cutting an apple with a knife. I look at my options; it's either I go inside and have a drink or I stand here for who knows how l
Zuri POV: Waking up, I take a shower and quickly dry myself off. Heading towards my closet, I try to figure out what I want to wear. I decided to go for a soft girl aesthetic: a light purple oversized jacket, a light pink skirt, and a light purple crop top. I accessorize with three gold chain necklaces, a yellow mini purse, and a pair of pink Nike Air Force 1's. Rushing out of the apartment, I grab my suitcase. Running down the staircase, I bump into somebody, and my luggage slides down the staircase. The most embarrassing part is that it unzipped, and my lingerie flew out visible for this stranger to see. Not wanting to look at the person, I rush to my suitcase, pack everything in, and head outside to meet my Uber. Hastily getting my luggage and then myself inside, the driver looks at me through the mirror. "What took so long?" Is he being serious right now? I decide not to answer him because then I'm going to snap, and I'm not planning on getting kidnapped, let alone raped. Aft
Zuri POV:"So what you're saying is you're kidnapping me?" I ask, even though I'm afraid of the answer. He looks at me stunned, almost spitting out his drink. He puts his cup down and sits in the seat in front of me."Oh no no, this is not what's happening here. I found you extremely beautiful, and when you told me unintentionally that you're flying alone, I decided why not give you some company." Sincerity laced his voice."Oh, um, thank... you," I say hesitantly.I look down, and as I look back up, he's already looking at me, his eyes filled with desire.This time I don't look away; I stare back at him. He slouches back a bit, spreading his legs lightly, placing his hand in the middle of his thighs. He smirks at me, but I still choose to keep my eyes on him. He's handsome, yes, but I'm not going to put my guard down and let things escalate in this plane."I still don't know your name, pumpkin," he says, his voice laced with a seductive rasp. I'm going to sit here, staring at this ma
Matt's POV: She looks so beautiful when she's asleep; she seems at peace. I won't lie and say last night wasn't one of the best nights of my life. I'm still trying to convince her to stay, but no matter how hard I thrust into her and made her cry out in pleasure, her answer remained the same. Watching her toss and turn in her sleep, I smile—wait, no, I can't be falling for her. I mean, we are from completely different worlds, and I don't want her to get mixed up in my world. Behind all the cigars, fancy suits, flashy cars, and homes, the business is treacherous, and the kind of money I make does not grow on any tree. I continue drinking my scotch, watching her. There's something about her that's different. I don't know what it is, but I want to figure it out. "Hey," she says in the sexiest morning voice I've ever heard. I'm trying to conceal my attraction before she notices. "Morning, Cinderella," I reply, caressing her cheek. Her skin feels smooth and soft, like touching a clou
Amir grabs my luggage and tosses it over his other shoulder."My car's right around the corner," he says, smirking at me as we walk.They say not to trust strangers, but if the stranger is as hot as Matt and as sexy as Amir, they can take me anywhere, and I’d be a willing passenger.I keep my gaze ahead, following Amir. He takes out his car keys, and a beautiful grey Porsche Cayenne comes into view. He stashes the bags in the back and jogs around to open my door. I thank him and settle inside."So, where are you taking me?" I ask. He starts the engine and does the whole reversing-while-placing-hand-behind-your-chair maneuver, and if this seat weren't here…"Well, where did you plan on going when you decided to come here?" he says, smirking, looking at me like I'm an enigma he wants to unravel."I was going to check into a hotel—" He interrupts me."Nah, let's do this instead. I have a guest room, and we'll go to this place I call my little paradise. We'll get snacks and chill, and whe