Page 104 of 10,000 Hours With A Rich Menace

“Fourteen.”

“Actually, it’s twenty-nine,” I countered.

“You shorter than me… I take bigger steps.” He continued to hold me up as I smiled at him. “You wasn’t in my bed… why?”

“Was giving you space, Maverick. I don’t want to be overcrowding your space like I did before… see, I’m being mindful. Skyler says I don’t read the room sometimes and I’m trying to do that with you, but I don’t know where I fit.”

I wanted to sleep in his room and be there when he came in, however, I was scared to do it. What if he came home and was pissed that I was in his space? After the way he blew up on me for ruining his quiet hour, I was learning my place when it came to sharing his space. At the end of the day, this was his home.

He had curated every corner of this massive home to how he wanted it. Every part of this house reflected him, and it was his comfort. I was trying to figure out how I fit into this home and into his world without being annoying to him.

“You fit here,” he lowered me until my ass touched his dick, and then he lifted me up again. “In my bed, Wonder. Did I complain about you being in my space?”

“Dawg, I’m not trying to get to that point. I don’t know if you know this or not, but Mitchell, yo’ ass be tripping.”

“Wanda, yo’ ass be talking.”

“See!”

He laughed and carried me out of the gym, across the hall where the sauna was. “I don’t want you to question where you fit in my life, Wonder. I told you where I want you, so let me come home and you not in that bed again… we gonna have a problem.”

I smiled. “Okay.”

He kissed me on the lips and closed the sauna behind us. “Remember when you wanted to fuck me in here?”

“I never said that. All I asked was a simple question and you answered it.” I looked away, and he pulled my face back to face him.

Lowering me down, I could feel his dick fighting to get out his shorts. There was no other way that I could have imagined losing my virginity. Since I was a teen, I had sat back and envisioned what it would be like losing it to someone.

Would there be flowers and a bunch of music while we stared into each other’s eyes and promised forever to one another?I remember my mom found my journal and I had journaled exactly how it would happen with Tony.

I just knew he would be the man that would take my virginity. That I would be staring into his eyes while I gave him my most precious gift. Instead, it was Maverick who took it, and I had no regrets.

He was so gentle, soft, and reassuring as he took something that I had been holding onto. As he pushed himself inside of me, removing the last of my innocence, the Eiffel Tower was right behind him.

How many women can say they lost their virginity in front of the Eiffel Tower in Paris? Not too many, and Maverick did that for me. It was just as important to him as it was for me. Then the proposal. I got engaged in front of the Mona Lisa, and after seeing the size of the ring, that funky hoe didn’t matter that much anymore.

“Can I fuck you, Wonder?” He bit his bottom lip as he continued to hold me, and I looked up at him all giddy.

I kissed him. “I’m going to meet with your sisters in a little while for brunch at Kora’s condo.”

He kissed my neck ignoring anything that I had to say as he pulled down his shorts, and I felt him pushing my panties to the side. Maverick sat down on the bench and looked at me while he slowly placed me on his dick, and I held onto his shoulders softly moaning.

I didn’t understand why everyone in the world was so angry. Getting dick was the best thing next to crack. I never did crack, but the way it had people out here begging for it, I can imagine it was similar to having sex.

It was always a struggle having to adjust myself to Maverick’s size. How can a man be this powerful, rich, handsome, and have a dick as big as his? I guess his only flaw was that he was a looney bin.

A looney bin that knew how to fuck.

“Tell me what you were saying again… wasn’t listening.” He smirked as he held onto my waist, and I bounced up and down on him.

He bit down on his lip as he increased speed, slamming me down onto him harder. My breast slammed against my chest the harder that we went. “Mavie… hmmm… harder,” I begged, and he did exactly what I wanted by slamming me down harder each time.

His hand gripped my ass, while the other held my waist as I felt his dick stretching me out each time he lifted me and slammed me back down onto him. His chain slapped against his chest as he bit down on his lip while keeping eye contact with me.

“Give me kiss, Wonder… let me taste that tongue,” he grunted, close to his peak, and I was already at mine.

I held his face, sucking on his tongue while he went harder, and the bench started to move. “The bench, Mavie.”

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