Page 26 of All The Smoke
Rolling my eyes, I fumbled through my purse for my lighter because my blunt had gone out due to me talking to him.
“Naw, here, hit this.” He extended the blunt toward me but I shook my head.
“I don’t smoke after everybody.”
“I’m not everybody. I’m ya future baby daddy, so here. Fire it up.”
I fought super hard to keep my smile at bay but I failed miserably. He always made my insides do somersaults in his presence. It was sickening. Jamal was the only man to ever have me feeling some kind of way before. With Solomon Sr. I couldn’t really put my finger on it, I just knew he had me intrigued.
I placed the blunt inside of my Perfect Puffer and lit the other end.
“Don’t be putting that girly ass shit on my blunt, KK.”
I smiled as I exhaled the smoke. “It’s not girly. They make these for men too. It helps with lip discoloration.”
“Any nigga using one of them when they smoke like the same shit that you do.”
“Not true.” I laughed. “I know straight men that use these.”
“Yeah, aight.” He snickered. “Pass that shit though. Damn.”
“Sorry,” I said as I handed the blunt back to him.
As we sat there and smoked, we took shots from the bottle of Don Rep he’d brought. I really didn’t need to be drinking anymore but we were vibing. He told me about his son and how they were going to the mountains the following weekend and that he was a PK. At first glance I wouldnotthink his parents were the pastor and first lady of Crescent Falls World Outreach. People always said the preacher’s kids were the worst but I didn’t imagine them to look like Solomon.
His rich chocolate skin tone, the tattoos all over, from his neck to his legs and anywhere in between, I imagined, the pearly white teeth along with the iced out grill from time to time, his heavenly scent, rugged and rough persona; it all had me in a frenzy.He was so fucking sexy.I was working overtime to contain myself and the alcohol didn’t do shit but intensify the feeling.
“You really want to do that to yourself, Kaori?”
“Wh-what?”
“You keep looking at me like you want this dick, baby.”
My brows furrowed. “I-wh… No,” I stammered.
He lifted from leaning against the dresser, slowly walking my way, my pulse picking up with each step.
“You don’t?”
“I—what are you doing, Solomon?” I whispered and closed my eyes for a brief second as he got closer, then eventually sat beside me.
I thought I was going to faint when he leaned in and landed a gentle kiss on my neck then under my ear before whispering, “So you don’t want me to take care of this pussy?”
My mouth parted slightly and I shivered feeling his massive, soft hand journey up my thigh. I wanted to respond, I wanted to scream to the top of my lungs and beg him to take care of me, but my voice was caught in my throat as I enjoyed the closeness of him and the intoxicating scent of his cologne.
“Solomon,” I damn near moaned when he began to kiss and suck my collarbone.
“Mm,” he groaned, running kisses along my jawline. “You smell good, baby.”
“I—what are you d-doing t-to me?” My eyes opened slowly when I felt him disconnect and locked onto his amused ones. I felt my brows dip as I studied his handsome face. “What?”
“I want to do a lot to you for real, Kaori, but we lit so I don’t want to take advantage.”
“You won’t be,” I said quickly, immediately regretting it. I didn’t want to seem thirsty or easy. “I mean—sorry.” I palmed my forehead, shooting to my feet. “I should go.”
I reached for my purse but he grabbed my hand gently to stop me.
“Chill, lil baby.” He smiled.
