Page 38 of Somebody Else Will

I could hear music playing and the microwave going. He wanted to abandon our food all together, but I told him with all the plans he said he had for me, I had to eat, just like last time. I refused to be tapping out because I was weak and famished. That man deserved everything I had to offer, and I preferred for that ‘everything’ to be at the top of its game. I refused to allow him tocatch me slipping. It was bad enough he’d already seen me at my worst before he could truly see me at my best. I supposed that was a key indicator that he really felt deeply for me already if he could hang around through all the bullshit.

Once I got out of the shower, I moisturized my skin then slid on a cotton maxi dress without undergarments. There was no need for those. The dress was long anyway. He would be able to tell I wasn’t wearing a bra, though, because my nipples stayed hard around his ass. He was already ready to tear me apart, so I probably should have put one on.

I slid on my house shoes and made my way to the kitchen to find him sitting at the table, talking on his phone. It sounded like he was either talking to his mother or an older woman. He kept saying yes ma’am, and he sounded somewhat tender. When he looked up at me, he bit his bottom lip.

“Yes, ma’am. Aunt Jocelyn, I have to go. I’ll call you when I land in New York tomorrow so we can finish this conversation.” He laughed loudly, then said, “Naw, you ain’t getting out of this one. I’m going to set an alarm to call you so I don’t forget… Love you too.”

He ended the call as I sat next to him. After setting his phone on the table, he just stared at me.God bless it.I cleared my throat. “I heard the microwave going. Is our food ready?”

He bit his bottom lip again, then said, “Mm-hmm.”

Standing from the table, he made his way to the microwave and grabbed the plate from it, then grabbed the other from the warmer on the stove and made his way back. I quickly stood to get us some tea. The man had me in such a trance, I could barely function. He glanced at me as I poured our tea and gave me a one-sided smile. He knew how gone he had me.

“What are you smiling at, Ezekiel?

“That you’re just as gone about me as I am about you. I can barely focus on anything else when you step into the room. Youhad to ask me about the food. All I could concentrate on was you. I don’t know what I’m gonna do after I leave tomorrow. I really wish you could come with me, baby.”

After I set our glasses on the table, he pulled me in his arms. “If I didn’t have a business to run, I would be right with you. I’ve been off long enough. I can’t stay gone for too long and lose business. While I have confidence in my work, if I’m not available, they can end up finding someone just as confident and more available.”

“I get it, baby. You don’t have to explain that to me. I’m still searching for that role that will catapult me to the A-list. I don’t care about the fame, but I want to secure my future. I want to be called for roles without having to audition. I want to get to a point where I can pick and choose the roles I want to take and scrap the ones I don’t want. My time is coming, though, and so is yours.”

He kissed my head and said, “Now come on. Let’s eat before I get caught up with how good you smell and how erect your nipples are.”

I chuckled and pulled away from him. He smacked my ass, and I felt the shit bounce. When I turned to look at him, he was still standing in the same spot like he was stuck in wet cement. Just as he was making his way to me, I hurriedly sat at the table. “Food, Ezekiel. Food.”

He smirked then went to his seat. “See, you already bossing me around. The worst part is that I’m listening. That further lets me know that I’m right where I should be. You got me, Denishia… right in the palm of your hand. I guess I’ll sit my ass down and eat like you told me to.”

I chuckled as I reached across the table for his hands. Once he grabbed them, I took the liberty of blessing the food. Despite what today had brought my way, I knew I was blessed beyond measure. Sabrina Boswell meant nothing to me, because I didn’tknow her… sister or not. She didn’t have the power to steal my joy. Despite what Will speculated about how and why my mama died, I didn’t have proof of that.

When I finished, Ezekiel smiled and dug in. I did too. I was starving like I hadn’t eaten a thing earlier. I had a burger and fries from Whataburger, not to mention that big ass cinnamon roll. I was stuffed after that. Now it felt like I hadn’t eaten at all. As I enjoyed my mac and cheese, I lifted my eyes to Ezekiel to see he was fully concentrating on his steak and baked potato.

I allowed my house shoe to drop from my foot, then I lifted it to his leg. A smirk appeared on his lips as he cut a piece of steak. Ignoring me, he continued to eat, and I did the same until I could no longer resist him. I refused to allow him to keep resisting me. Standing, I made my way around the table and pulled my dress over my head. Before I could count to five, Ezekiel had stood from his seat, unleashed his dick, and lifted me to the table. The minute my ass touched the wood,hiswood was sliding inside of me.

“Oh fuck!” I yelled.

He bit my neck then my earlobe. “I’m glad you came to your senses, Denishia.”

I wanted to laugh, but the minute the smile graced my lips, he knocked that shit right off. The way his dick was fighting my cervix, her only method of defense was spitting at him. That wasn’t defense at all. It was surrender. My head dropped back as my hips rolled slightly. He was tearing me apart, and I couldn’t help but voice my satisfaction. “Oh my God! Shit!”

“Damn, Denishia. Fuck! I love your pussy.”

I loved his dick. It felt like it was the only one I’d ever had. None of the others mattered after having his. I couldn’t voice any of that, though, because he’d knocked the fucking sound out of me. He gripped my neck then kissed me sloppily, only causingmy pussy to get even wetter. Our saliva rolled down my face, and he licked that shit up.

Looking down at the action, he said, “I wish you could see this shit. Your pussy done creamed all over my shit.”

Before I could respond to him, he picked me up and lowered me back on his dick as he walked to my room. I didn’t know what type of weights he was lifting, but apparently, my 230 was lightweight. When he got to the room, he propped me against the wall for leverage and put my legs in the crook of his arms. When he damn near pushed my knees to my shoulders, my pussy squirted all over again. He must have had my G-spot clamped between a rock and hard place, because she couldn’t stop excreting lube.

“Zeeeeeeke! Fuck!”

“Oh, I’m Zeke now, Nishia? You’ve never called me that.”

“You’ve never… fucked me up like this.”

He only thrusted into me with more force and a frown on his face. Within seconds, he was pulling out and nutting all over my pussy. My breathing was extremely labored. I felt like I was gasping for air that I couldn’t find until he released my legs. I slid from his grasp and nearly kept sliding to the floor.

Eating didn’t do shit but make me tired. I wanted to go straight to sleep. He definitely saw it because he said, “You should have let me get at that pussy earlier, because I’m not letting you go to sleep, Nishia. You have some work to put in.”

He grabbed my hand and led me to the bed. Just as I was about to fall in it, he grabbed my shoulders and slowly pushed me to my knees. I stared up at him then digested his dick like I hadn’t just eaten dinner.

---