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  “He needs to see me. Hell, he needs to come fuck me.”

  Gia frowned her face up. “You are so barbaric.”

  Oni shrugged and stood up. “I think I’m about to go hop on that.”

  “All right now, Auntie Ann double back and see your fast butt, you gon’ be looking crazy.”

  Oni waved her off. “Girl please, she a hoe too.”

  Gia nearly choked as she laughed. She sat up in her seat and held her mouth and everything. She couldn’t do anything but laugh at Oni as she watched her walk up to Willie and say something in his ear. His smile was large but got even bigger when Oni’s small hand ran down the front of his shorts and rubbed the bulging meat that she and Gia had been fixated on moments prior.

  Gia watched in awe at the boldness that Oni displayed. She’d always known that Oni was more experienced than she was, and was a lot more promiscuous, but she hadn’t known it was like that. Well, not touching a man’s dick out in the open like that. She had been caught completely off guard by that small gesture.

  Ever since she and Oni had been younger, Oni had always been the more advanced one. Always sneaking off with her boyfriends, kissing, and letting boys feel on her, but this was something totally different. They’d stayed up on the phone late at night on many occasions talking about Oni’s sexual encounters with boys, so Gia really couldn’t understand why she was so shocked.

  Even being thousands of miles apart, she and Oni remained close like sisters. It was easy with each of them being an only child. On top of that, their mothers had always made sure to raise them close; from spending summers at the other’s house to going on spring and Christmas break trips together.

  When Oni had first started telling Gia about her and boys, she had been all ears because it was always a lot more than she was doing. Oni always made sure to tell Gia everything because she didn’t trust anyone else with her business like that, and neither did Gia. Between the two of them they had secrets galore.

  Even though Gia told her father everything, some things were for Oni’s ears only. From her first kiss to the first time she’d had sex with Kainoa, Gia had called Oni for everything she needed to know, and that had been years ago.

  “You’re wild, Oni.” Willie’s voice brought Gia back to their present situation.

  Gia focused back on them just as Willie picked Oni up and jumped into the pool with her. They went beneath the water immediately and stayed for a minute before popping back up. Oni’s hair was still in her ponytail, but there were a few strands sticking to her face now.

  “Come get in, Gia.” Jarvis’s voice sounded closer.

  When Gia looked up at him, he was pulling himself from the pool and headed toward her. He held his hand out for her to take when he got close to her.

  “I don’t feel like getting my hair wet no more,” Gia said.

  “Man, don’t be like that. It’s hot as hell. Come get in the water with us.”

  Gia looked past him at Oni and Willie playing in the water, then back at him. “Okay.” She smiled and removed her shades. Gia figured she’d might as well jump in and enjoy herself. After all, she was on vacation, and the men were actually really cute.

  When she stood up, Jarvis could barely contain the smile on his face. He rubbed his hands together, and before she could even fix the strings of her bikini, he’d thrown her over his shoulder and was running toward the pool. Knowing what was next, Gia didn’t even try to fight it. Instead she held on to his neck and held her breath.

  Moments later she was completely submerged beneath the water with Jarvis’s arms around her waist. All of the unnecessary touching of her breasts and butt by Jarvis alarmed her temporarily, but she figured maybe that was just something men in the South did. When it began to be too much, Gia pushed him away and swam toward the wall of the pool.

  “Damn, you swim like a fish,” Jarvis told her after wiping water from his face. “You don’t splash water or nothing.”

  “She’s been in Hawaii all of her life, that’s all they do over there.” Oni was leaning against the wall of the pool, smiling at Gia.

  “We sure do,” Gia said.

  “Oh damn, you from Hawaii?” Willie asked.

  Gia shook her head. “No, I’m from here. I’ve just been living there since I was six.”

  “Oh okay, that’s what’s up. So you just here for the summer?” Willie leaned back so that his head rested against Oni’s chest.

  “Yep, until it’s time for me to go back to school.”

  “Well, you should let me take you out while you’re here.” Jarvis swam closer to her.

  “I’ll think about it.” Gia smiled at him and ducked beneath the water, swimming away.

  For the rest of the day, they all sat outside swimming, laughing, and playing. For the first time since she’d been there, Gia had actually enjoyed herself. Being that the water was also her home away from home, the outdoor activity had been much needed. She’d even felt a little sad when the men left, but that feeling quickly went away once her Auntie Ann came back to Oni’s house and bought them take-out plates of barbecue from a local spot called Chester’s. It was so good and so different from what Gia had been eating since being in Hawaii. Maybe she really had been being a little too uptight, and it was time to really loosen up.

  Chapter Three

  “I’ve always had a thing for men. Young or old, it didn’t matter to me. A man was a man; however, meeting Isaac changed all of that for me.”

  —Oni

  The lights were out and candles were already burning when Oni stepped through the front door and into the living room of Isaac’s home. Immaculately decorated in an array of tan and dark green colors, it was spacious and always so clean whenever she came over.

  The atmosphere was more relaxed and welcoming the farther she went in. Like always, Isaac had instructed her to use her key and to come right in once she got there. That was one thing she loved about him. From the moment she’d met him, he had always been so open and free with her.

  Anytime she came over or they went somewhere, he did whatever he could to ensure her comfort. Initially she’d assumed it was because she was so much younger than him and he was trying to impress her, but the more time they spent together, the more familiar with his personality she became.

  Isaac was a very open person. He never hid his phone, he never interrogated her about the younger men she entertained, nor did he make her do things that she wasn’t comfortable with. But even though he was very fine and in awesome shape for his age, their age difference was still very noticeable. Had she not been almost positive that her father would kill him the moment he walked into their house, she would have made him her main thing a long time ago. Even with her being as grown as she was, her father still liked to interrogate the men she dated.

  Oni kicked her shoes off and left them near the door before proceeding down the hall. When she reached the dining room she noticed the table was covered with various delectable-looking dishes.

  Her mouth watered at the sight. She’d eaten dinner a few hours prior, and judging by the way her stomach was growling, one would think she was on the verge of starvation. With a quick movement of her hand to her abdomen, she tried to silence the noises before seeing Isaac.

  The various smells wafted up her nose as she felt the coolness from the wooden floors beneath her feet soothe her every step. The warm, inviting feeling coming from the kitchen had her rounding the corner with urgency.

  “I was wondering how long it was going to take you to get in here.” Isaac’s deep voice serenaded her ears.

  Shirtless and sexy, he stood at the stove stirring something in a silver pot. His back was to her, but he was leaning to the side so she had a clear view of his stove. The large muscles poking from everywhere her eyes landed made Oni smile.

  He was so ripped and toned to be so old. How could a man old enough to be her father have a body better than some of the men her age? The dark gray sweatpants hung loosely from his hips, displaying
the deep cut lines that led to the old-man dick that he gave her on the regular.

  The way his curly black hair lay down around his head and ears always made her imagine what their babies might look like if they were to ever have some together. His hair was so silky and smooth she used to think that he was mixed with something, but every time she asked, he assured her he was 100 percent black.

  “I was coming.” Oni walked to him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

  He turned to the side and kissed the top of her head. “I couldn’t wait.”

  Oni’s heart fluttered as she smiled like the young bashful ten-deroni that she was. When she felt his head turn again, she looked up to find him looking at her.

  “I hope you’re hungry. I made us some dinner.”

  “I know. I saw it, and I am.” Oni released his waist and leaned on the counter opposite him. “What’s the occasion?” she teased.

  Isaac looked from the pan of white sauce he had been stirring and landed his gaze on her. His eyebrows were slightly frowned as his head cocked to the side.

  “You forgot?”

  “Forgot what, sexy?”

  Oni knew today was their unofficial anniversary. They had been together for an entire year, and tonight they were supposed to celebrate it. She’d been excited about it all day and couldn’t wait to show him the little red outfit she’d gotten from Victoria’s Secret earlier.

  Isaac was a man who liked to role-play, so she made sure to indulge whenever possible. At the moment, she was acting as if she had forgotten their anniversary because she already knew that it would anger him. Which was always a good thing when it came to their sex life.

  He would ravish her unlike any other man had before. The forcefulness and control in which he delivered whenever he was angry made her wetter than the Pacific Ocean.

  “Oni, tell me you’re kidding.”

  Her eyes darted to the side momentarily as she bit on her bottom lip. “But I’m not. That’s why it took me so long to come in here. I was staring at all of the food trying to figure out what it was for.”

  The vein in the side of Isaac’s neck jumped a few times as he looked away from her and continued stirring the food. Oni could see the anger brewing, so she continued. Even though she was starving for some food at the moment, she was starving for him even more.

  After playing around with Willie earlier in the pool, she had been on the edge. She’d already known that letting Willie finger her would start something inside her that only Isaac could finish. Now that the time was here and she was in front of him, she didn’t think she could wait any longer.

  “Just tell me, sexy, and I promise I’ll do better next time.”

  “No. It’s fine. Let’s just eat.” Isaac flipped the burner off and carried the saucepot into the dining room.

  Oni felt like a starving dog as she watched him lean over the plates and pour the sauce onto their food. His body was perfect, and she, well, plainly putting it, she was a horny young hoe who was feigning for some grown-man loving.

  The way he walked was an orgasm by itself. Then to sit and listen to him talk made her want to crawl around on all fours and allow him to order her around all day and night. She stood against the counter crossing and uncrossing her legs, trying her hardest to contain the beast, but it was about to burst out.

  Oni chuckled to herself as she thought about how he never had any idea of her little games. He was much older and probably a lot more mature than she was, but she played him every time. Sure he was into the role playing, but only when he was in charge.

  Clearly, that wasn’t the case at the moment, and it was showing all through the quick rough breaths he was releasing, along with the tightness in his shoulders and uncomfortably tense posture. He was riled up and had no idea that it was all due to some hot sex that was soon to come.

  “The food is ready.” He spoke without even turning around to face her.

  Oni, being who she was, walked right up to him, wrapped her arms around his waist, again and laid her head against his back. When he didn’t move to touch her or make her stop, she slid both hands down the front of his pants and rubbed her fingers through the silky hair along his shaft.

  Having done this so many times before, she was familiar with what made him moan, so she did it again. With just the tips of her fingers of one hand, she rubbed the tip of his dick until she could feel the early secretion of his warm fluids while grabbing a handful of his balls with the other hand.

  Just like he did every time, he released a deep groan and his head fell back. Oni continued her loving assault on his hardening tool as he rested the back of his head against hers. His breathing got a little throatier as she massaged him faster.

  “Just tell me what I did, so I can do better.” She pressed her lips onto his back. “I can do better. I know I can,” she whispered again as she wrapped his entire dick in her hand.

  “You like to be a bad girl, don’t you?”

  “Always.”

  Isaac didn’t say anything else before setting the pot down and spinning around to grab her waist. His full pink lips were on hers immediately as his strong hands ran up the sides of her body. He kissed her hard just like she liked it. He moaned into her mouth before pulling away and breaking their kiss.

  With one hand he pushed her away from him, pushing his sweatpants down with the other one. His dick sprang out with a vengeance, nearly poking her in the stomach. Oni’s mouth watered immediately. Isaac’s dick wasn’t the biggest she’d ever had, but he knew how to work it, and that was all she desired.

  “Get on your fucking knees.” His eyes were low as he spoke to her in an irritated tone.

  Happily, Oni dropped to her knees before him and waited for him to tell her what to do next. He was leaning against the table in front of her when he grabbed the back of her head and snatched her body roughly to him. Oni stumbled a little, losing her balance before steadying herself on her knees again.

  “Suck my dick, and you better do that shit right.” With no other words to her, Isaac pulled her head the rest of the way, forcing her mouth onto him.

  As soon as she felt the weight of his dick on her tongue, Oni’s eyes closed. She was licking and sucking on him like he’d taught her to when his eyes began to drift close. Oni sat on her knees looking up at the ripped abs and sexily distorted face as she did her best to please him. That wasn’t hard because he’d already taught her everything that he liked.

  Oni had caught a smooth rhythm that was working for her when all of a sudden he slammed his pelvic bone into her face, nearly shoving his dick down her throat. She immediately began to gag as water gathered in her eyes. She pushed at his thighs, but that didn’t help because he pushed his hips right back toward her.

  “Don’t gag. Take it,” he ordered from above her.

  Even though she could barely breathe and tears were now falling down her face, she nodded anyway. The roughness he was exhibiting was something new and something that she was most definitely not expecting, but for him she’d do it. Ironic as it sounded, she never wanted to seem like she was a child when it was time for sex. She could and would do everything a woman his age would do.

  “Yeah.” He grunted. “That’s what I like.”

  Oni nodded again as she tried to catch her breath.

  “You gagging?” he asked like he couldn’t see her on the floor nearly killing herself just to suck him off.

  When she didn’t say anything, he chuckled and pulled himself from her mouth. Oni wiped her mouth and eyes quickly before resting back on her knees. She watched quietly as Isaac held the base of his dick in his hand and reached for her with the other. Oni willingly rose to her feet.

  He pulled her with him as he walked to the chair at the head of the table. It was the only free spot. No plates or food was there, so she wasn’t surprised when he picked her up and sat her on the edge of it. Unsure of what was next, Oni sat patiently watching him.

  When he took his seat in front of her and push
ed the skirt that she was wearing up so that it was around her waist, she opened her legs. She smiled at him when he kissed the front of her legs before licking his lips.

  “You’re such a bad little girl.” He winked at her before diving face first between her thighs.

  Like every other time she came to see him, Oni wasn’t wearing panties. The way he was eating her made her very happy that she wasn’t. She would have hated to have anything stopping him from doing to her body what he was doing right then.

  “Let me hear you moan, Oni.” He grunted and bit the inside of her thigh.

  A quick pained yelp came from her mouth as she grabbed the back of his head and pushed him back to where she needed him to be. Like the skilled man that he was, Isaac ate her like he was on death row and she was his last meal.

  The moans coming from both of them could probably be the soundtrack for some sort of porno, they were so loud and sexy. Oni’s eyes rolled and rolled as she rode the orgasm that was ripping through her body. She was holding on to the back of his head trying to maintain as much control as she could, which didn’t last long.

  Before she could even think of what was to happen next, he was pulling her to the edge of the table and entering her body. The moment he was all the way inside her, Oni closed her eyes and moaned. Being with Isaac was seriously the best feeling she’d ever had.

  The way he worked her body and talked to her in the process always made her feel so wanted, so desired, and so loved. Even though she made jokes with Gia about him and his money being the reason she kept coming back, it was all a lie.

  His passion for her was it. She’d given her body to a few men in the past, and none of them made her feel like they needed it. Only Isaac. Anytime he was near her he made her feel so wanted, and that feeling was too addicting to leave.

  “I love you, li’l mama.” Isaac grunted into her ear as he slammed into her continuously.

  “I love you too, Isaac.”

  He leaned down to lick her stomach before standing back up and looking into her eyes. “You feel this?”