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Erik waking Nicole up to breakfast in bed 😏

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Break Away.

A Couple’s Getaway Sequel

Chapter four.

The story continues in Dubai where Nicole and Erik reunite

Warnings: Smut. Lots of SMUT

Word Count: 21k !!!!

will tag later:) I’m so glad to get part four out for ya’ll! please like, comment, and reblog! 

The strange thing about seeing Nicole for the first time in months is that it felt like nine years had gone by. She looked totally different, just for a second, a split second, and then she looked at him the way she always has, as if no time has passed between them. 

That was before she turned away and flounced out. 

The area around him became too claustrophobic and he impatiently pushed his way through the growing crowd to get to her. The harsh request to get the fuck out of his way slipped past the curl of his top lip as he drew closer to the restrooms. A few vibrant women brushed past him laughing and flipping their hair when he found the frosted glass door labeled womens in gold. He stood there contemplating with a deep crease in his brow before pushing the door forward and entering. 

He almost ran into an elderly white woman on her way out of the restroom. She turned crimson for a second then she gave him a dirty look. Erik stepped away and allowed the woman to leave, not giving two fucks what she thought. The click clack of his dress shoes against the porcelain stone was deafening. The bathroom mirrors above the sinks created multiple reflections of him and the dim lights made his skin appear more russet. A toilet flushed and Erik’s raven-colored eyes zeroed in on the third stall. The door opened and a flustered Nicole stepped out. She rushed to the sink and began washing her hands and when she reached up to dry them his presence startled her. 

She noticed him and she’s rooted to her spot. He didn’t have to hear her heartbeat to know that it had to be pounding away at her chest. She just stared with unblinking eyes. She didn’t even shake. Just there in total paralysis. Erik’s eyes took their time drinking her in. That round face he still found adorable and precious. The deep brown of her skin has saliva gathering in his mouth for a taste of her. He could tell she’d been working out. She’s full-figured, strong, and sexually attractive. He could see that rotund ass from the front and the swell of her breast in that eye-catching dress thrilled and infuriated Erik all the same. 

He sensed that she wanted to speak, but his presence made that difficult. Erik approached her with tentative steps, one hand in the pocket of his slacks and the other extended to touch her. She didn’t back away from him when he finally made it into her private space. He could smell the fruity, floral scent of her perfume and it took all his strength to keep from kissing her. Nicole’s cinnamon eyes didn’t shy away from him. She held his gaze head-on and didn’t back down once. He loved that shit. Her sweetly curved mounds had a sheen of sweat over them and it made her look even sexier. 

“Why did you run away from me?” Erik questioned.

“…what are you doing here?” She asked softly.

“Business. Nik…why did you take off like that?”

Nicole pouted her lips in a way that looked naughty to Erik and he had to bite down on his fleshy bottom lip. Where words are restrained, the eyes often talk a great deal. There was so much they both wanted to say but couldn’t. When his fingertips touched her wrist, then gliding up her smooth arm, Nicole gasped and tilted her head up at him. He felt it immediately—the great attraction to Nicole hot and heavy beneath his fingertips. 

“Why?”

“Because…you shocked me by being here, E. This is the last place I expected to see you.”

“You threw a nigga off too,” Erik inched closer, “Damn, I can’t believe you’re standing here right now…”

“I know,” Nicole looked away to stare at their many reflections through the parallel mirrors, “After finally hearing from you—”

“If you think I’m gon’ let you leave this bathroom tonight and go our separate ways you got another thing coming.” 

Nicole’s mouth dropped open.

“I’m serious. I haven’t seen you, heard your voice, smelled you, touched your skin, for months, Nik. I’ve been going fucking crazy wondering if you would ever talk to me.”

Erik—”

With one large hand raised he silenced her again. 

“Let me finish. Look, I know I fucked up not telling you about Arnelle and Sha. I know I have a lot of making up to do and trust me, I have some ideas in mind, baby girl.”

Erik grabbed Nicole’s chin and forced her to look at him. He could see the light reflecting in her eyes. Even the gloss of her succulent lips. She was so goddamn beautiful. He shook his head to focus and when he clenched his jaw he noticed her lips part. She was killing him softly. 

“Fuck, baby…I’m trying to be real with you right now. Why are you so fucking gorgeous?”

“I’m listening,” Nicole whispered weakly.

“That ain’t got nothing to do wit’ it. I know you’re paying attention. I haven’t been near you in so long…”

“How do you think I feel?” Nicole spoke with a tremble, “I—”

The bathroom door pushed open and Erik wrapped an arm around Nicole’s waist, pushing her inside the stall she came out of and closing the door. Her back is pressed against the door and Erik is practically standing over her with how much taller and bigger he is compared to her. They just stared at each other while the few women occupying the restroom walked in and out of stalls, cleansed their hands, and refreshed their lipstick. Nicole took her hands and with her nails she dragged them down Erik’s chest. To avoid making too much noise, Erik buried his face into her neck. 

The pain Nicole felt in her chest and shoulders was because of her state of shock. Her breathing changed. The muscles in her abdomen constricted. Time seemed to slow down. She’s still trying to comprehend what she’s seeing and feeling. It had her so clumsy that she had to relieve herself before she soiled her panties. She doesn’t recall ever feeling this electrified by any man, not even her ex-husband. It’s unbelievable. Nibbling on her bottom lip, Nicole placed one hand on the back of Erik’s neck and the other around his tie. 

He felt like a big teddy bear against her. A smile crept up her face and she had to close her eyes to stop the tears. Words can’t describe this feeling. The sudden butterflies that flutter in the pit of her stomach has her taken aback. When he nuzzled his face against her neck she giggled softly. When the bathroom fell into silence again, Erik lifted his face to stare at her beautiful face again. He kissed a path across the bottom of her jaw and down her throat, pausing over her pulse to suckle gently. 

“Yes,” She hissed as he nipped and turned her head to give him full access. He laved over the spot like a cat marking its territory and then sunk his teeth into the soft flesh. Nicole jerked in his arms and held him tighter to her, whimpering. Erik growled then with satisfaction, a deep resonant sound that seemed to come from deep within his chest. A sensual haze surrounded them and it made Nicole realize just how close she was to tearing off her clothes and letting him fuck her in that bathroom stall. Nicole came up for air and Erik reluctantly removed his lips from her sugary skin to look at her. 

 He lowered his head and Nicole elevated hers and when his lips touched hers she would have melted if his hands on her waist didn’t keep her still. Erik pushed deeply into her mouth as she forced her tongue into his. They battled, both wanting to feast on what they had denied themselves. Nicole clung to him as her head twisted to the right then the left. Each time she moved, she drove deeper inside his welcoming home. As if the sound of a timer reached their ears they separated. They stared at the swollen lips that they had denied tasting for months. Erik grunted with glossy eyes and plunged the thick muscle against hers and pulled her head to the side, giving him deep access. He took her mouth, bruising her lips and when she fought back he sucked on her tongue, growling low as he rubbed his growing erection against her. 

“E…E,” Nicole placed her hands on his face, “slow down.”

“Now you know I can’t do that, baby,” Erik breathed out harshly, “you taste so fucking good and I miss you.” 

He said that he missed her with a breathy voice that sent a shiver down her spine. He ignored her and continued to kiss her until he could feel her shivering with anticipation. Her breasts were a tantalizing offer for him the more her chest pressed against his. Nicole took charge and grabbed his handsome face. She used her thumb to rub against his full lips and then pulled his face in towards hers. Nicole kissed his cheeks, his nose, and his forehead. One of her hands is on the back of his neck, holding him, guiding him. 

She sucked his bottom lip into her mouth, biting it playfully, alternating between his upper and lower lips. Erik closes his eyes and now she kisses his eyelids. The velour of his suit tickled her fingertips and when she stopped kissing him to just admire him from head to toe, Erik frowned and it was so adorable that it made Nicole giggle. 

“You need to stop teasing me, Nik.” 

Nicole reached behind her to open the stall door. She breathed out and walked over to the sink to fluff out her hair and cool off. Erik stood firmly behind her and rubbed up and down her sides, kissing along her neck and dragging his teeth across her skin. Nicole wiggled and bumped him with her booty, causing Erik to rock back on his heels. Through the mirror, Nicole could see his expansive flesh straining the front of his slacks.

“That tickles,” Nicole stared at him through her lashes, “you’re really here.” 

“Yeah. So are you.” 

Nicole was no longer tipsy from her drinks at the table. Speaking of the table…

“Shit, they’re probably wondering where I am.”

“Who?” Erik asked.

“My friends. I told them I had to go to the bathroom and it’s probably been over ten minutes.” 

Erik turned Nicole around to face him and grabbed both of her hands, bringing them to his mouth, brushing his lips against her knuckles. Nicole couldn’t look at him without smiling from ear to ear.

“I’m sorry,” Erik lilted, “I’m sorry for all that shit. For dragging you into that mess on the balcony with me and Nelle. I should have kept it cool but after everything you told me, I couldn’t look at that nigga the same. I just can’t help but think like…what if it was just me and you from the jump?”

“It’s okay, Erik. I forgive you. I’ve forgiven you for a while now actually…”

He dropped his gaze to her hands. The absence of her wedding ring made it feel more real. If only he could experience the same thing with ease. Nicole lifted his chin so he could look at her. Those puppy dog eyes made her swoon. 

“I forgive you, E. All that is in the past. Truthfully, I was afraid to speak to you. I figured moving on would be better…maybe it still is…”

Erik’s expression hardened. He didn’t like the sound of that. Not when she’s right here. 

“But we both know I can’t stay away from you…yeah?”

Nicole’s smile and the apples of her cheeks made the corners of Erik’s mouth turn up and the hairs on his arms to rise. 

“…but I can’t deny that I missed you too, and that I haven’t wanted this for some time. Even my friends knew it.”

“They know about me and you?” Erik lifted a brow.

“Oh yeah. I don’t keep anything from them.” 

“Oh word?” Erik chuckled.

“Are you mad?” Nicole asked with a curious tone.

“Nah. No. Let me meet your friends.” 

Nicole’s eyes grew wide.

“Ha…what, ma? You scared?”

“No,” Nicole tilted her head, “okay…maybe a little…”

Erik swung her arms around his waist and he pulled her into a hug. He swayed her from side to side, not wanting to let her go.

“We should get going,” Nicole said.

She grabbed Erik by the hand and led him out of the bathroom.

“And then I told her, I said, bitch, get out of that house right now! Don’t let that man convince you otherwise!“ London spoke with a slur.

“Damn right!” The other girls shouted in unison. 

The ladies clinked glasses before finishing off their drinks. The waiter hadn’t come back so they could order their main courses and neither of them questioned what was taking Nicole so long in the bathroom. Figured it was a line to even get a chance to use it. Brooklyn and Serenity talked quietly with flirtatious touches and giggles. Gianna, Ximena, and London watched them while snickering behind their glasses. 

Ximena took one look over London’s shoulder and she could make out Nicole walking back to their table hand-in-hand with a guy that towered over her. One look at him would make you panting hot and wet. She picked up a guy this quickly on her way to the bathroom?! The closer they got, the more she could perfectly make out bulging muscles. He wore a black, silken shirt that clung to his muscled frame and tight, black slacks showing off his toned legs. He is truly, desperately handsome, and stylish. The style of his black-brown hair caught her eye as well. Tapered locs neatly side-swept.

“Looks like Nicole found herself a fine ass man on her way to the bathroom!” Ximena spoke eagerly. 

The other four women abruptly turned in their seats to see and London took in a sharp breath while Brooklyn’s mouth dropped open. They were too stunned to speak, their reactions mirroring Nicole’s. Their friend finally made it back to the table with her fingers interlocked with his, eyes darting everywhere, avoiding their gaze. The gorgeous man, however, allowed his eyes to drift over them with a slight curve of his lip. He turned a lascivious grin on Nicole and playfully nudged her with his broad shoulder. 

“Ladies…um—this is Erik–”

“We already know who he is,” London announced before Nicole could even finish.

“Not all of us,” Gianna automatically replied before reaching out to shake the sexy man’s hand, “I’m Gianna. Nice to meet you, Erik.” 

“You as well,” Erik shook her hand briefly.

“Nik? Did you know he was going to be here?” Brooklyn mouthed to her in an attempt to whisper but everyone at the table could hear her. 

“No. It—it’s just a crazy coincidence.” 

Nicole bashfully looked up at Erik before hurriedly averting her gaze again. 

“So–wait, you two know each other?” Ximena questioned while nursing a new drink in her right hand. 

“From back home, yes,” Erik peeked at Nicole, “Is it okay if I join you, ladies?”

Everyone spoke at once, announcing their acceptance, still in a state of confusion and shock to even understand what was happening. The liquor played a part in it all as well. 

Erik pulled out Nicole’s chair and pushed it in like a gentleman before taking an empty seat that Serenity happily pointed out for him. Erik made himself comfortable and removed his velour jacket, folding it neatly over the back of his chair. He brought one arm up and over Nicole’s shoulder, his eyes taking in everyone at the table with a teasing smile. London was bursting at the seams to speak. She turned her attention to Nicole for answers but her friend was too busy blushing prettily. 

Their waitress finally showed up to take their orders and all the ladies except Nicole had figured out what they wanted. She was skimming over the menu with Erik, giggling at times, nodding her head whenever he pointed at something and explained to her quietly what it was. Finally, after five long minutes, Erik ordered for the both of them and kindly handed his menu over to the waitress. 

“That was rather sweet of you, Erik,” London snarked. 

Nicole looked across at her best friend and silently begged her to chill out. 

“My apologies, ladies. I didn’t intend on intruding. You see, I hadn’t expected to see Nicole here in Dubai at all. To see her in person for the first time in months…You get where I’m going with this, right? London, Brooklyn, it’s good to see you both. I hope everything is good.” 

Brooklyn gave Erik an amused smirk, “No need to apologize. It’s good to see you too, Erik. I’ve been great, actually. You?” 

Erik snickered and looked across at Brooklyn, “Busy. That’s why I’m here in Dubai. Work.” 

“I’m Serenity, nice to meet you,” Serenity waved at Erik with a smile.

“Are there any more fine men like you on this business trip, Erik?” Ximena piped in, an amused giggle escaping her lips. 

“Uh, there are men but you ladies are too good for any of them so,” Erik licked his lips and fought off a laugh. 

“What do you do, Erik?” Gianna asked.

He’s an architect,” Nicole spoke for him while Erik finished taking a sip of her water. London gave her friend an incredulous look. 

“Ooooh! That’s so cool! I was between majors and decided to do engineering instead!” Ximena squawked.

“Still a great career with plenty of opportunities. What exactly do you do?” Erik asked. 

“Systems is my main field,” Ximema responded happily. 

“That’s dope. Not many women get into engineering so it’s always refreshing to see that.” Erik said. 

“Okay, so can I ask the question?” Serenity said with a huge grin, “How did you two meet?”

Nicole locked eyes with Erik and her round cheeks lifted with her smile, “Rooftop bar and restaurant.”

London silently chuckled behind her hand. Only her and Brooklyn knew what was really going on between them. 

“The minute I laid eyes on her she stole my breath, I mean…look at her? She’s fucking beautiful.” Erik’s eyes heated up with blatant, wild lust. 

Nicole’s eyes slid to his and she chewed on her bottom lip.

“Whew,” Ximena fanned herself, “I thought this drink was going to be the only thing to heat me up!”

All of the ladies giggled. 

Erik knew he should at least inform his group that he would not be returning tonight. But this mouth-watering, beauty sitting next to him with her enticing fragrance and whiskey-colored eyes had his full and undivided attention. With a fingertip, Nicole traced his lips, letting her lovely eyes follow the movement of her nail sliding across his mouth. 

She still couldn’t believe that he was sitting here with her at the most unexpected time. She never really  believed in the development of events beyond a person's control, but slowly she began to understand. The way his onyx eyes stared at her in amazement and desire made her stomach tighten with need. It took the strength of an army to fight the urge to kiss him then. Nicole turned away from him and Erik lightly pecked her cheek. 

“You two are SO CUTE!” Serenity said, eyes musing at them both. 

“So, I guess that means you’ll be coming with us?” Nicole questioned with a weak voice. She wanted confirmation. 

“For tonight, yes,” Erik’s brows frowned with frustration, “I have to let my team know about my plans. Where are y’all staying?”

“Atlantis Resort. It’s so nice. We have rooms with an aquarium,” Nicole said. 

“Sounds dope. I’m at the Bulgari Resort. It’s more common for business. I’d like to come wit’ you…stay the night?”

Nicole couldn’t help but smile from ear to ear. She wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her face against his neck, breathing in his cologne. Even touching him sent electric shocks up her spine! She didn’t want to let go of him. He looked damn good, even better than the last time she saw him. That’s the thing with Erik, you see him once and it leaves an impression, then the next exchange is ten times greater. He’s more handsome with each occasion. It’s also the fact that he exudes BDE. 

While the ladies asked him drunk-induced questions, Nicole just looked at him with awe. She followed the movement of his plump lips when he spoke, she memorized the contour of his nose and jaw, and her eyes even strayed to his hair that she loved so much. No other man with dreads has ever made her pussy jump like Erik has. She recalls one time when he mentioned wanting to cut his hair to Shaunice. Nicole had to control her tongue, but she wanted to tell him that he looked good with them and it added to his sex appeal. She blamed it on the liquor she was drinking. 

“Nicki, you want another drink?” 

She blinked to focus, brought back to the now and out of her trance. Erik rubbed circles on her back and when her eyes lifted to his face, she could see that he wanted to laugh, probably at how hard she was staring at him. 

It’s your own fault for being this damn fine. 

“Hm?” She hummed whimsically. 

“You want another drink?” Erik questioned with a quirk of his right brow.

Nicole replied with a nod and Erik ordered for her, an unspeakable understanding between them that she was rendered speechless at the moment. 

After a short time, their food arrived and Erik simply ignored the insistent buzzing of his phone in his pocket. He didn’t drink too much but he did sample whatever he ordered Nicole. He felt possessive of her. No way was he going to let her out of his reach again. With everything going on in his life currently, he needed to keep her close. It kept him sane. While chewing on his savory food with spices and herbs, he couldn’t help but scoot her chair closer to him. A giggle floated around the table at his action and he loved to witness the elevation of Nicole’s cheekbones whenever she tried to fight off a blush. 

Don’t hide it, gorgeous.

This woman was his undoing. Thoughts of going back to her hotel to be alone with her stirred things within him he struggled to control. He could feel her relax into him while she talked with her girls, smiling and taking small sips of her drink so as not to ruin her lip gloss. He could still taste traces of that gloss on his own lips. Erik greedily swiped his tongue over his bottom lip. Not only did he feel himself grow stiff, but he also felt a warmth in his chest that reminded him of the feelings he had for her. Feeling he feared to share. 

Behind his smirk and calm eyes at that dinner table, a burst of emotion inside of him fought to get free of its caged confinement. The energy at the table filled with dazzling excitement worked to keep him in check. He really wanted to pull her close and stick his tongue down her throat. He wanted to place her in his lap and feel every inch of her body with his gluttony for her. He wanted to skip this meal and go back to her hotel to make up for lost time. But he had to be patient. Things still needed to be patched up. He’s still legally bound to Shaunice. He needs to be careful with his actions if he plans on making her his one and only. But, it’s so hard to ignore the pleasurable ache in his groin to have her all over that goddamn hotel room tonight. 

“I didn’t realize how late it is,” London said while checking the time on her phone, “Should we get desert to go?”

“I’m so stuffed from all this seafood I don’t think I can add dessert on top of it,” Ximena said while rubbing her belly.

“It’s all these drinks!” Brooklyn added. 

Nicole waved down the waiter and he arrived to clear the table. Shortly after, he returned with a check that had all the women gaping. 

“Holy shit, five hundred dollars!”

“What the fuck did we get,” A drunk Serenity said. 

“I’ll take care of it.” 

All eyes fell on the man at the table. 

“Erik, seriously?” Nicole questioned. 

“Yeah, it’s no problem.” 

Erik took the check and added his card. He closed the checkbook and slid it towards the edge of the table for the waiter to grab, “it’s the least I can do for joining you ladies on such short notice.”

Him and that charm.

A collective ‘thank you’ with glittering eyes erupted from the table. Erik replied with a boyish grin. Nicole knew he had the money to cover the bill but she felt a little put out that he did that. She hoped it wasn’t because of her. 

“E, why did you do that? I know you got the money but…we could have taken care of it,” Nicole whispered low enough for the both of them to hear, her lips almost touching his ear.

Erik turned to her, their noses barely touching, “It’s a kind gesture that I wanted to do, Nik. It’s not just because of you. I like your friends and it’s my way of saying thank you for allowing me to sit here.”

His soft voice made her shiver.

“Okay,” Nicole shrugged, “Thank you for that, E. That was really nice of you.”

“You’re welcome,” Erik sealed the compliment with a chaste kiss. 

Nicole pulled back to rub her gloss from his lips with her thumb. They locked eyes for a minute, neither one of them turning away until all the ladies started gathering their things to leave. 

“I gotta make a stop to speak to my work team first, I’ll be out right after, okay?”

Nicole nodded, “We’ll let our driver know to wait for you.” 

Erik vacated his seat first to help Nicole out of her seat. When she finally stood up, he pulled down the bottom of her dress and placed a kiss on her neck. 

“E, go,” Nicole said with a gentle push at his sturdy chest, “we’ll be outside.” 

Erik gave her a final smile, all dimples, and gums, before walking away. 

“Ooooo, looks like someone is getting D tonight!” Brooklyn spoke excitedly.

“You have some explaining to do Missy,” London said with an accusatory tone.

They carefully walked out of the restaurant into the cool evening, spotting their hotel transportation. The driver noticed them coming and opened the automatic doors with a push of a button. Gianna trotted around to the driver’s side in her heels to inform the driver of one more guest that will be accompanying them. Serenity and Brooklyn climbed inside first, hand in hand, and then Ximena joined them. 

“You had no idea that he would be here?” 

Nicole gave London a flat look, “No. I was walking to the bathroom and we passed each other. Something told me to turn around and that’s when I noticed him.”

“That’s so wild,” London shook her head, “He’s so head over heels for you, Nicki.” 

“I know,” Nicole exhaled with a shaky breath, “It’s so scary.” 

“The way he looks at you?” London asked.

“His look, his energy…”

“Girl, you have a lot on your plate!” London shouted.

“I’m sorry. I saw how annoyed you looked at the table. I know this is supposed to be a girls trip.” 

London shook her head with a roll of her eyes, “Initially I was a bit vexed but you two hadn’t seen each other in months and I know how much you care about him and seeing the way he looked at you tonight made my heart swell. I’m good, plus, who’s to say I won’t be sleeping with a fine man on this trip?! If Brooklyn, Serenity, and you can get some, why can’t I?”

Nicole cackled at her best friend. 

“Here he comes, he’s so big!” London jokingly said.

“Shut up.” Nicole teased. 

Erik approached them with his suit jacket in hand, more than ready to join them for the evening. 

“All set. Ready to roll?” He asked. 

Nicole grabbed his hand, “Hell yes.” 

London entered the van and then Erik helped Nicole inside before he joined her, the doors sliding closed and the hotel driver taking off.

They arrived at the iconic entertainment destination set on 114 acres of the iconic Palm Island. The ladies filed-out of the resort van and through the lobby doors, stumbling in five-inch heels and laughing. Nicole is hand-in-hand with Erik, shaking her head at her friends, feeling her own drink but full of nerves more than anything at the moment. Erik watched her with keen eyes, uncaring of her friends' wild antics. All he cared about was Nicole. His calloused hand possessively holding hers, squeezing to gain her attention so he could smile handsomely at her, had her stomach doing somersaults. 

“Stop looking at me like that, E,” Nicole said with a soft spoken voice. 

Any other time, she would be able to meet his gaze head-on. She wanted to hide her face against his neck. Erik leaned down and pressed a lingering kiss on Nicole’s hair. They finally made it to the elevators, Gianna waving at them to hurry before the doors closed. Erik pulled Nicole in front of him to enter the elevator first. The doors closed and her friends watched as Erik bent forward and started peppering light, ticklish kisses along her neck and exposed shoulder while his hands encased her waist. The ladies watched with thunderstruck expressions, Brooklyn unable to contain herself when she reached for her phone to snap a few candid photos. 

“We already know what she’s getting into tonight!” Serenity shouted.

Everyone, including Erik, laughed boisterously. 

“Shut up, y’all!” Nicole giggled.

The private elevators finally stopped and Erik and Nicole were the first to exit. London decided to join Gianna and Ximena for the evening to give Erik and Nicole some space. When they entered their underwater suite, Erik’s eyes lit up with astonishment at the immense floor-to-ceiling windows into the massive aquarium. The suite has an upstairs and downstairs, each room a private area of two bedrooms each for the ladies. Erik stood before the gigantic aquarium, the blue hue of the water cloaking his body. Nicole took a seat on a plush sofa to remove her shoes, watching Erik with his hands in his pockets. 

When the coast was finally clear, Nicole walked over to him, leaning her left shoulder against the glass, her mocha skin shimmering with the body glow she wore. Erik felt her presence and cut his eyes at her, the shining black orbs holding so much emotion there. Lust. Admiration. Adoration. Happiness. Possibly something deeper. It was exciting and thrilling but also scary. After all, trusting someone with your heart is no simple task. What if it gets broken? If you're afraid of opening your heart, it may even stem from deeper fears of vulnerability, getting hurt, abandonment, or failure. 

“What’s on your mind?” Nicole questioned cautiously. 

Erik followed a pool of tropical fish with his eyes before exhaling slowly. 

“How crazy it is to be with you right now. How much I’ve missed you. I beat myself up for months after Cabo. I fucked up by not telling you straight up about Arnelle and Sha. You were probably disgusted wit’ me for how I handled things.”

“I…,” Nicole licked her glossy lips, “I was angry, yes. I felt like…you not telling me…meant that you were trying to use that against me. I know it sounds crazy. I was just so mad at everybody that night. Mainly at myself to be honest,” Nicole traced the veins on Erik’s hand with interest, “I—for a while, I’ve been having doubts about Arnelle and me. I suspected he was messing around on me before Cabo and I didn’t press it. If I would have, then maybe…”

Nicole trailed off. She closed her eyes for a second before shaking her head. Erik faced her, concern embedded in his features. Nicole finally looked up at him and when she saw the worry crease in his brow, she used her thumb to smooth out the wrinkle between his brows. Erik grabbed her hand and kissed it, then he pressed his nose against her knuckles and inhaled her succulent fragrance. 

Nicole smiles, “You know what’s so crazy?”

Erik chuckled, “What, Nik?”

“You’re making me nervous.” She announced.

“You? Nervous? Around me?” 

“Wild, isn’t it?”

Erik smirks, “Nah…you were scary as hell back in Cabo. No shock, baby girl.” 

Nicole pushed him playfully and Erik caught her hands in a firm grip, pulling her towards him and licking the side of her face with one long swipe of his tantalizing tongue. 

Nicole blushes before licking her lips to speak, “I mean…that all changed though. I was bouncing on that dick not too long after,” Nicole dragged out with a sultry voice. 

Erik pressed his face against her neck, “Oh, I ain’t forget how much of a true rider you are.” He whispered. 

The deep rumble of his chest has Nicole’s legs feeling like jello. 

Erik took in the view of her while leaning against the aquarium, his eyes traveling from her beautiful legs all the way up to her braided hair styled in a low bun. She must have felt his eyes on her because she looked up at him through her lashes, the water reflecting off of her beautiful face. Erik stepped closer, hands in his pockets and as he approached her, he thought about the two of them finally being intimate again, his hands wrapped around her braids. Nicole stared at him, one eyebrow slightly raised, her hands pressed against the glass.

“We don’t have to have sex tonight, Nik,” Erik drawled out in his deep voice.

Nicole nibbled on the corner of her bottom lip seductively and Erik’s eyes watched with interest.

“Then we would both be lying to ourselves, yeah?”

“...yes,” Erik admitted, tracing Nicole’s jaw with his knuckles.

Nicole leaned into Erik’s touch, “I want nothing more, than to have you inside of me, Erik…your mouth and hands all over my body…I’ve gone on too long trying to hide what I really want…”

Erik was about to speak but Nicole sealed her lips with his. With a growl, Erik lifted Nicole and she wrapped her meaty thighs around his waist. Her back rested against the aquarium, body trembling in anticipation as he held her in his strong arms. Erik held her tightly, Nicole’s arms circling his neck, unable to control her shivering. Erik’s hands slid up and down her spine, pressing her close and feeling her warmth. He broke the searing kiss and dragged his lips across to kiss her cheek, then back to her lips. Nicole kissed him back, hard and passionately. Erik could feel the stiffness of her nipples press into his chest as he held her tighter. He sucked on her lower lip, pulling it into his mouth, then on her upper lip. She sucked his plump lower lip into her mouth and dragged her teeth across it as she release it. Their fevered kissing goes on like this for a few more moments.

"Here, let me see, baby," he crooned, gently guiding her neck to his mouth and placing kisses and licks upon the throbbing pulse in her neck. 

"That's dangerous, you know," she admonished, pulling away. "Kissing on my neck like that.” 

He arched an eyebrow at her. "You remember who you talkin’ to?" he teasingly countered. "But it's too late for you now," Wiggling her on his clothed erection, he grinned. "I like it dangerous, Nik."

Nicole laughed prettily. "That's one way to look at It I suppose." Playfully, she whipped him on the arm. "Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Keeping her arms about him, he palmed her ass. 

Erik’s eyes lit up with smoldering, unabashed lust. 

"Have something in mind already?" He rather naughtily asked, his voice lowering into that register of husky that did things to Nicole’s sanity.

“I plan on making that dick cum more than once tonight,” Nicole whispered. 

Erik carried Nicole over to one of the plush sofas to lay her down. 

"Yeah?”  he replied, Nicole’s arms dropping from around his neck. Erik loomed over her, “I like the idea of you on your knees between my legs…that beautiful ass in the air…my dick in your mouth while you look up at me...I’m going wild in that pussy too. Wanna see what you did to me, baby?"

Erik didn’t have to grab her hand, Nicole was already halfway there, her eyes unblinking and watching his reaction. Erik was still positioned above her, half-lidded eyes fringed with lashes never looking away. Her fingers cupped his bulge and Erik’s eyes rolled shut. He dropped his forehead to her cheek, hips thrusting into her hand desperately. Nicole squeezed him between her index and thumb, memorizing the shape of his girth down to the swollen head that was warm to the touch. 

“Too much pressure?" She asked, her mouth going dry and nipples hardening. 

Erik moaned, and the sound shot straight to Nicole’s already-throbbing clit, "Oooh," he sighed. "Your hand is so soft, Nik... Don't stop touching daddy like that.” 

Tugging his iron hard bulge taut to get a reaction from him again, Erik jerked and groaned in pleasure. He lifted his handsome face to watch her stroke him. His pink tongue peeked out to wet his lips as his breathing increased, eyes dark and sultry. "Yesss," he hissed, closing his eyes and relaxing into her hand, holding himself up on his hands. Nicole spread her legs for him and Erik didn’t hesitate having his way with her. He stroked her fat pussy lips through her lace panties, lost for words at how soaked she is. 

“Your pussy is always so fuckin’ wet, Nik. And so fuckin’ fat and soft.” 

“I love that you love my pussy so much,” Nicole giggles, “And your dick is big and tasty.” 

Erik circled Nicole’s clit from her nasty words. 

“You’re such a freak,” Erik smirked, “I should make this pussy cum all in your panties for talkin’ like that. Keep talkin’ like that and watch what I make this pussy do for me.” 

Nicole’s mewling has Erik’s sack twitching. He used his thighs to open her legs more so he could watch. He kept her pussy covered and admired the way the glistening edges of her pussy lips almost swallowed the crotch of her panties like a sandwich. Her hand on his crotch stalled when Erik created a sensual rhythm on her clit that had her moaning and begging for more. 

"That's it, baby," he coaxed her legs further with gentle hands under her calves, bending her knees up and out, opening her wide for him. "Let me make you feel good." 

He could watch her come undone 24/7. He couldn’t contain the way his heart thrummed against his chest wall. She was his undoing. This beautiful, amazing woman. 

I love you. 

“You like the way daddy stroke this pussy?” He asked, so freaking turned on by her lying here, completely at his mercy with her legs wide open. 

She arched her neck. "I love it," she whispered, her cheeks and neck covered with sweat from her obvious arousal. Between her legs, she was very damp. Almost puddle-like.

"It feels so good. Don’t stop.” She said. 

With a precise swipe of his thumb, he had her arching her spine off the sofa, saying his name. Her hands gripped the arm of the sofa with a firm grip. 

“You miss this?” Erik questioned. 

“Daddy, yes,” Nicole moaned.

“Who made this pussy wet?”

“You,” Nicole whispered. 

“Beg me…” Erik spoke huskily as his thumb roves over her clit; he wanted to suck it in his mouth. 

“Daddy, keep making my pussy wet…I want more.” She begged. 

Dropping to his knees, he bent between her open thighs and watched how his strokes affected her. Erik had to see that pussy again. There was no way he could continue torturing himself. When he peeled her lace panties to the side, he was greeted with a delicious, slippery ooze that connected to the crotch of her panties. He cursed when his eyes feasted upon her beautiful pussy again. It gave him the same rush like the first time. Her seated across from him, playing in her pussy. 

The skin of her rosy labia darkened as blood rushed to the spot from his insistent stimulation, and glistening fluid leaked out of her opening to run down her slit. Capturing some on his tongue, he licked upwards through her seam, causing her to loudly exclaim her pleasure. She was too sweet, too tempting… He flicked her clit; up, down, side-to-side, pulling on it delicately with his lips, stretching it upwards and out with his fingers, teasing her with just the tip of his tongue. Again and again, he teased her this way, while his free hand reached desperately to undo his clothing, quickly shrugging it off.

He needed to be inside of her. Now. 

“Fuck!” Nicole pulled the front of her dress to the sides and freed her breasts.

She found the base of Erik’s head, her own thrust back against the arm of the couch. His tongue is hot and wild all over her pussy. She loved it when his lips introduced themselves to her clit and inner folds, sucking and kissing every crevice he could reach. 

Bare-chested, shirt open,  his pants popped and unzipped, he freed himself into his palm and began stroking, even as he suckled hard on her erect bud, wanting to quickly bring her to climax. He reached up to cup her left breast with his free hand, pulling her nipple at the same time as he sucked her clit, and her hips bucked against him. She was positively soaking under his lips and chin now, her little breathy cries crescendoing as she quickly approached the edge.

“Erik…Erik…shit…I’m gonna cum for you!” Nicole cried. 

The moment she came, he rose up, knelt on the couch grabbed her waist and slammed himself inside her silken, sodden pussy. 

"Oh, shit! Fuck, baby, you're so fucking tight!"

“Erik!” Nicole exclaimed. She was caught off guard with the introduction of hard, fat dick. 

 He fucked hard, going deep, "I love how your pussy feels squeezing me…keep gripping this dick," he commanded, riding her good, his hips shuttling fast from the start. "I miss this…I miss this so much…I want you creaming on my dick again."

Nicole couldn’t believe how hard Erik fucked her. He couldn’t control himself long enough to make it to the bed. He folded her up on that couch and dropped all ten inches of daddy dick deep in her wet tightness like a piston. This was pent up sexual frustration and an inability to contain his addiction. He wanted it passionately with her, but the taste, feel, and sight of her spread open for him made him lose his damn mind. The walls of her pussy hugged his dick perfectly. What he wanted to say was how much he fucking loved her. 

“Ohmygodddd ohmygoddddd!” Nicole cried out. 

He was really hitting different. It was so much pressure she was sure to squirt. The dick was knocking on her walls for a squirt in return. 

“Erik…fuck, Erik, daddy, slow down…you’re gonna make me mess up the sofa…shit…feels so good…ERIK! FUCK ERIK! FUCK!” 

Nicole convulsed beneath Erik and a loud groan flowed from her mouth. Erik’s hips collided with Nicole’s one final time and when he felt her thighs quake around his waist and the wetness from her release he leaned in, grabbed her by her jaw, and tongued her down. He denied himself a release to feel her cum on his dick again. The feeling alone almost ruined him. 

“I’m not sorry,” Erik spoke in a hushed tone, “You don’t understand the hold you have on me, Nicole…”

Erik couldn’t remember the last time he ever wanted a woman as bad as Nicole and that thought frustrated him. He thought he’d found that in Shaunice, but all this time he was looking in all the wrong places. Erik shut those thoughts from his mind and retracted his hips, leaving the warm, silky cavern between her legs. 

“I need a minute,” Nicole tried closing her thighs but they ached so bad, “I need a massage before we go another round.” 

“I’ll carry you, don’t worry.”

“Erik I’m too heavy—”

Erik scooped up Nicole from the sofa and carried her bridal style out of the lounge area of the underwater suite. Nicole guided him to her room; the double doors of her room. His slacks dragged beneath his heels and almost fell to his ankles since he didn’t fix himself. Erik opened her doors and walked with her still in his arms, the dreamy aquarium views with thousands of marine animals setting the tranquil, romantic ambience. 

Erik placed Nicole on her feet and she began to undress. He slipped out of the rest of his clothes and made himself comfortable behind her, stroking her back. Hot teeth and lips nipped small bites and kisses along her shoulder and down her back as he bent to follow her spine, until he was forced to kneel to reach the sway of her juicy bottom. Erik traced his hands up and down her legs, even while placing nipping kisses upon her waist and hips, her fleshy butt, the backs of her knees. It was done so lovingly, so assuredly that Nicole felt her heart break all over again.

Erik was a man she needed. It’s so scary how much she realized that, even when she was still married to Arnelle. The more his tender kisses peppered her skin, the more she thought about what life would have been like if she were married to Erik. Nicole blinked back tears and tried to focus on the sensations Erik was giving her. She wasn’t angry with him for thrusting inside of her so suddenly. She’d probably have done the same thing. Turned him on his back and climbed on top of him. It still gave her butterflies to witness how anxious and unrestrained he was to be connected with her that way again. 

Crawling around to the front, Erik wetly laved over her hip bones, following the dip downward into the vee of her thighs, his hands smoothing over every inch of skin within easy reach. When his tongue naughtily dipped and licked straight through the center of her pussy, Nicole gave an inarticulate cry of pleasure. Running her fingers through his soft locs, she held his mouth in place as he carefully rasped across her clit with his teeth, her insides fluttering with renewed arousal. She hadn't been at all prepared to be swept away quite so thoroughly nor so quickly by reawakening desire, but in less than a heartbeat, she'd lathered his mouth and chin with her essence.

Feasting upon her with a beauty that made her control slip away entirely, Erik spent long moments attentively sweeping and suckling upon each plum-colored lip, kissing her quivering flesh with tenderness. His tongue lowered, rimmed the pink, oval opening of her sex and sunk deep inside, fucking the clenching depths of her slit with slow, insistent thrusts. His thumb began to stroke in circles around her swelling, fleshy clit even as the devilish tip of his tongue found that little sensitive spot on the upper inside of her pussy and began stroking over it with deliberate pressure. The simultaneous stimulation proved too much. A whimper escaped her panting mouth as she tightened all of her lower muscles reaching for her ruin, and a moment later, she was tumbling headlong into ecstasy, devastated by him once again.

Heart beating so fiercely that her temples ached from the pressure, Nicole dropped down into Erik’s arms, as he gathered her up and slid her onto his lap. They stayed like that, unmoving, holding onto each other, finding momentary respite in each other's embrace.

After long minutes, Erik sighed and, using his fine, honed strength, he got them to their feet. Lifting her weight easily in his arms, he carried her bridal-style to the bed, where he laid her down with care. They took time to assess each other in silence, relying to find and uproot all unspoken nuances behind their guarded expressions. It was once said that what was written in the face – in every line and curve and the amount of light contained in the meeting gaze - tells you a person's most intimate story. 

With gentle hands, Erik turned Nicole onto her stomach. Warm, calloused hands smoothed across her shoulders a beat later, massaging gently. The tension in her body melted away in an instant, and her breath returned to its normal paces. The rush of blood in her ears receded, and she lay pliant under him, giving herself over to his tenderness, forcing her muscles to relax. He glided over her back, clearly familiar with the technique of a good rub. His thumbs rubbed up and down her neck, working out her tension, they manipulated her shoulders and arms, kneading under the shoulder blades and loosening knots, they followed the curve of her spine down to her hips, where they discovered unexpected stress.

Sliding between her legs, he parted them further, and concentrated on her thighs, calves and feet, driving away all tightness. That task done, he slid back up her body. His breathing intensified as he neared her still-moist sex and paused, his thumbs resting right in the dip, a hairsbreadth away from parting her folds. He seemed to be struggling with inner demons as he lingered, suspended between actions.

Unable to guess his mood just then, Nicole stayed perfectly still, waiting on his decision, unsure what was the best course at that moment. One of his hands lifted off her thigh. In the next moment, a finger softly swiped against her opening. She turned her head into the bed sheet and moaned. He repeated the action and she shuddered, feeling her walls tighten and her body prepare for her second sexual initiation.

As if reading her thoughts, Erik’s knees wedged in closer, forcing her legs to widen, shifting her center of gravity. His hands gripped her hips, tilted them up, forcing her backside to fit tightly to the hard jut of his solid length. He pulled back, aligning the head of his dick perfectly, and with a single, deep thrust was sheathed within her to the hilt. She gasped at the sensation of being filled by him again; he stretched her out, bumped against her cervix, and filled her up until she rode that thin line of pleasure-pain.

As slowly as he had with his tongue, he thoroughly claimed her, careful not to bruise or to cause her discomfort as he surged into her depths, angling his stance to provide maximum stimulation for them both. The chorus of her gasps evolved into shallow, mewling wails as he raised her hips higher, changing the angle so he could stroke her, teasingly massaging her engorged, swollen clit in circles. His hips pumped continuously through the lush heart of her, the rhythm increasing in fervor as her sumptuous arousal bathed her thighs and the curls of his pubic hair, making them both sticky. 

“You’re so, fucking wet, baby. And the way you look right now with my dick deep inside of you…”

Need swelled, expanded to encompass her whole being. Nicole squeezed her eyelids shut and threw herself into the great wave of pleasure. Lifting her face to the ceiling, she bowed her back and screamed in bliss. Behind her, Erik’s efforts increased, his pelvis ramming against her as he took her hard, desperate.

“You make me go so crazy in this pussy, baby,” Erik said huskily, “That's it, Nik. Fuck me back. Fuck me, girl. Throw that shit back on me."

Nicole raised up on her hands and thrust back against Erik, clapping sounds louder, "Yes, oh God, yes!" she screamed as her orgasm rushed through her like a gale-force hurricane. Whipping ribbons of pleasure stung her and brought bliss such as she'd never known. Her body hummed and pulsed with it, shivered and surrendered to it.

Gripping her hips hard, Erik placed one hand around the front of her neck, and another on her waist, and crashed into her over and over; they collided with loud slaps of wet flesh.

“You never run from this dick, Nik, I love that shit. You take all this dick so well,” Erik praised her between strokes.

“Because this is my dick…this your pussy?” 

Erik groaned loudly, slapping Nicole’s ass.

 Nicole threw it back on Erik aggressively, “I can’t hear you, daddy…is this your pussy or not?”

“Yeah, this my fuckin’ pussy,” Erik finally answered but with a shutter. 

“I got you ready to bust in this pussy, daddy?” 

Erik popped her on the ass again, much harder than before. Nicole moaned for him and bounced her cheeks. 

“You ain’t have this pussy in months. You better fuck me all over this room like it’s your last time ever having this pussy, okay?” Nicole commanded with a sultry voice and a bite of her lip. 

Erik threw his head back and mouthed ‘fuck’ to the high ceiling, the length of his throat looking appetizing. 

“Cum inside of me…remind me of how good it feels to have your cum deep in me…Unh, fuck! Erik!”

A dozen passes and with a pained groan and a blast of hot air across her back, Erik came in her, his hips bucking against hers with each jet of his seed. He roared in completion and triumph. Collapsing against her as his release washed over him, Erik pressed his sweaty forehead against her back.

 "Love you… love you, my girl," he murmured between labored breaths. Against her back , his heartbeat raced. "Mine, all mine. Not… not letting you… go. Stay… with me. Always, always."

Hot, sticky, and greatly over-stimulated, it took Nicole three tries before she could make herself disentangle from Erik’s sweaty, slick body. Somehow, they'd ended up switching positions again, so that they'd continue this time with her on top. She finally looked down at him, searching his eyes for an explanation. Her chest tightened with anxiety as she played back in her mind what Erik had just told her. 

She didn’t even think he fully registered what was said. He’s panting, locs tousled and resting against his forehead like a messy bang, skin heated and damp from their sweat. His eyes are closed and lips parted, the slightest shimmer from his gold slugs peeking through. His dick is semi hard and pressed between her folds, pulsating like his heartbeat. 

“Erik…did—did you just say that you love me?”

Nicole stared at him for long moments, memorizing the angles and curves of his face, neck and the bit of his torso that peeked. He really was a handsome devil, wasn't he?

 "Erik?"

The way he tilted his head and carefully arranged his features told her that this was unexpected and not meant to be said out loud. 

“Yes, I do love you, Nik.” He finally said.

Nicole forced her gaze to meet him again without tearing up. Inside her chest, her heart skipped two beats. 

Erik continued with a piercing stare, “I’ve always loved you…more than a friend…more than I should have.”

He was waiting for her to say something, and the moment felt thick with tension. Her neck cricked with it.

"Since before Cabo?" she finally managed, forcing her gaze to meet his again.

Her lover's dark, obsidian eyes didn't flinch as he slowly nodded.

"S–seriously?"

Another careful nod.

Swallowing the lump that had formed in her throat, she wet her lips with a quick swipe of her tongue and stared off to the side. 

Nicole’s blood pounded in her temples, "I love you too.”

“…But?” Erik questioned, looked away, his face tightening up in discomfort. 

“There is no but,” Nicole spoke quickly to reassure him, “I just…I’m…this is all so much at once.” 

Nicole blinked away tears, forcing them down. Erik lifted into a seated position and caressed Nicole’s bare back, his lips kissing along her neck. She sniffled against his shoulder. Both hands on each side of her face, he forced her to look at him. He placed his forehead to hers and stared at her with all sincerity. 

"I’ve loved you since I first laid eyes on you, Nik. After getting to know you, I hated seeing you with Arnelle. I never acted on anything before because I didn’t want to step outside of my marriage…thinking it was just some stupid, fucking infatuation towards you. I could only hope that if you feel it stirring too, you would want me the same way.  Anywhere, any time, I could give you what you need. When we were alone in Cabo, I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but I wanted you so bad, Nik. I didn’t want Arnelle and Sha to show up. I wanted you to myself in Cabo. And the time apart made me realize all of that.”

Nicole allowed his confession to wash over her body. She couldn’t believe his words. All this time? Nicole thought back to her therapy sessions and how much she would beat herself up for having feelings for Erik. Just like him, she wouldn’t allow herself to admit how deeply she felt for him. Beneath all of the back and forth between them, there were feelings brewing. 

“I felt so…so dirty thinking the things I thought about you, E. I had so much shit going on, the miscarriage, my PCOS, Arnelle cheating, how I wanted my marriage to work no matter what because I wanted someone more than anything. How I hated myself for not being able to give Arnelle what he wanted—a family. And all this time, you were right fucking there,” Nicole’s bottom lip quivered and it became harder to speak, “Why didn’t I meet you before? Why couldn’t I have run into you and married you? This is all so crazy but–but these were my thoughts! We’re no better than Arnelle and Sha—”

Erik shook his head quite firmly. "We’re nothing like them, you hear me? I won't let you sit here and blame yourself and ridicule yourself over something that wasn’t your fault,”  Erik held her tightly to him again,  "You're my girl. No one else will ever touch you or hurt you again. I'll kill anyone who tries, baby. Arnelle was still in love with Sha after all these fucking years and…baby, forget that, shit. You’re here with me, right now, and I love you. I mean what I say, Nik.”

“Nicole wiped her tears, “I love you too. I love you and I feel so relieved saying it. E, I tried so hard to forget you. I even jumped into another relationship to try and get over you.”

Nicole leaned back to watched his body language carefully, paying particular attention to the tightness around his eyes as he spoke, "You we’re seeing someone else?”

Nicole sighed, unable to meet his gaze, “Yeah…his name is Andre.”

His blazing onyx eyes turned soft and he shook his head, “I have no reason to be jealous.”

“You’re right. Because, I only want you, E.”

Nicole decided to shift things back to intimacy.

"Do you believe me when I tell you that I find you to be the most desirable man that I have ever known?" she asked, locking her gaze onto his and forcing him not to look away with the power of suggestion. 

Erik’s features transformed from a set, jealous curiosity to a sincere, excitable eagerness, the moment Nicole reached between her meaty thighs to grab Erik’s shaft in her hand. She positioned herself lower so that she could lean forward and wrap her lips around his big dick. 

Erik once again couldn’t believe how good of a dick sucker Nicole is. All jaws, no teeth, lots of tongue, extra sloppy, and straight-up nasty. He tried to bite back the loudest groan but when she took him all the way down her throat Erik—uninhibited and loud, moaned. He watched her with a defeated look as she lowered her mouth over and over on his girth like the back of her throat was a bottomless pit. 

“I love you so fuckin’ much, Nik,” Erik spoke huskily, “You’re the one, baby, always been that girl.”

Nicole released her suction on his dick with an audible pop and teased him with light strokes of her tongue, “I know, because only I can make this dick cum the way I do, baby. Only I can make you feel the way you do.”  

There is no pause, she just keeps going and going. She’s committed to the sloppy top and Erik loves that commitment and spit everywhere. He wouldn’t even have to tell her, Nicole would take that dick and suck it, always going hard on the dick. She accepted the challenge of taking him all into her mouth and even between gags she still kept going. 

“So sexy…you’re so sexy…oh, fuck, you got my dick so fuckin’ stiff right now.”

Nicole hummed and purposefully made the knob of his dick hit her uvula so she could administer more spit to the task. Erik’s eyes slightly crossed and his abs flexed with each stroke. He was going to lose it. He was going to bust an enormous load down her throat. 

“I wanna fuck your mouth but you’re doing so well…should I keep still and let you eat daddy’s dick up?”

Nicole whimpered in response. 

His teeth leisurely dragged across his bottom lip as a slow ‘fuck’ flowed from his mouth. It was music to her ears. A definite pussy wetter. She wanted to hear him say it again and again. She gently tugged on his sack and gave it her all, spit flying and getting all over the sheets. She drew back and spat on his dick, Erik moaning softly. The rigidity of his dick down to the tightness of his balls received pleasure. He couldn’t go on like this and not feel that pussy. He needed that pussy. 

“Get back on this dick, Nik…nah, I’m talking ‘bout that pussy…you see what you did? Huh? You wet my fuckin’ dick up. I wanna feel that creamy pussy wrapped around me…uh-huh…get your thick, beautiful ass up here…”

Nicole lifted herself up and lowered down onto him. Speedily, she started to bounce on him while propping herself up on his chest. Erik's arms splayed out. She found a comfortable position on her feet and brought her hands to her knees, continuing to ride him, dropping all her weight down on him. Erik frowned his face in ecstasy and Nicole could watch him make that face all night and she intended to. 

“Ain’t no way you riding my dick like this,” He couldn’t believe it, “no hands baby?”

“All for you,” Nicole spoke, slightly out of breath but her stamina was on a whole other level, “Didn’t I tell you this was my dick?”

“This your dick you better stay seated when I cum too I’m blasting all this nut deep in you!” Erik spoke through clenched teeth. 

She was too creamy and tight. 

“Mmm…fuck…oh, fuck…yeah, baby…mmm…yeah, baby, take that fuckin’ dick…it’s so fuckin’ deep inside you baby…”

Nicole’s breasts swayed and circled seductively in Erik’s face, and every time she came down on his dick, Erik could see her cheeks smack against his thighs. Erik strokes her nipples and slapped her titties around, mouth-watering at the visual of all her curves. She stared straight into his eyes, never looking away, mouth hanging open, and tiny gasps filled Erik’s ears.

“Take that dick…take that fuckin’ dick, bitch.” Erik spoke deeply with lust. 

It always did something to Nicole when Erik called her a bitch. It was his accent and the gruff way he said it. Like he was commanding her. 

“Take that shit…you’re my nasty little slut, baby? You’re my nasty little dick riding slut? Huh?”

Erik cuffed Nicole’s left ass cheek and then thwacked her aggressively. She rode him harder, the dick hitting her pussy so good that she squirted in his lap. Her body trembled and her feet gave out. She fell to her knees over Erik’s body and continued to convulse. 

“All that work to make this fat, wet pussy, cum all over this dick,” Erik grabbed Nicole by the back of her neck and smashed his lips into hers. They tongued each other down, Nicole moaning into Erik’s mouth while his hands massaged all over her back to her ass. 

“You’re so fuckin’ wet on this dick, baby,” Erik whispered, “you know I’m not finished with you, right? I still gotta fuck you some more…”

“Remember when I told you that you can’t fall in love with me?” Nicole raised her hips, Erik’s dick still as hard as a missile. Nicole positioned herself reverse cowgirl and pressed her pussy on his face. She held his aching, hard dick in a tight, feminine fist. Fuck, her grip felt good! Watching between their bodies, Erik caught the whole show as she lowered her mouth onto him, stretching her glossy lips around his head and sinking low, taking him down her throat in one glorious motion.

“Yeah…I remember,” Erik ran the tip of his tongue over her clit, tasting the sweet release from her entrance, and placing kisses on her pussy lips, “And I’ll say it again, I love you, Nik.” 

She licked away her creamy release from his length and lifted off of his face. Erik met her halfway and both of them flicked tongues. They did it slowly, savoring each other’s taste. Erik took it up a notch and sucked the tip of her pink tongue into his mouth. Nicole would nibble on his fleshy bottom lip, loving how soft it is. Very quickly, they were both ready for more. 

“Turn around…you know how I want you,” Erik said with a hushed tone. 

Nicole arched her back with her ass pointed in the air. She looked back at him and wiggled her hips, each cheek having a mind of its own as it bounced. Erik's eyes trailed from her big, melanated booty down to her sultry eyes. The deep blue hue of the room from the aquarium made her body look a thousand times better. Mocha skin glistening and reflections from the water surface on her gorgeous face. 

“You know this position you’re in right now is my favorite, right?” Erik said while caressing her ass.

Nicole slowly nodded her head while biting on her finger in a flirty manner. 

“But you gotta arch deeper than that so I can stand in the pussy, baby,” Erik climbed off the bed and stood behind Nicole. She moved in front of him and bowed her back more, arms straight in front of her and palms flat on the bed. Her legs opened further and Erik could see nothing but pink pussy waiting for him. 

“Open those legs wide for me…oh, yeah,” Erik tapped the tip of his dick on her clit, “I’m a fuck this tight Lil’ pussy all over this room…and when we get back to LA…”

Erik went in slow from the back. It's so solid and her wetness is just coating him. it all just feels so good and for Nicole it felt like the first time all over again. He went slow and steady, each time he sank deep he would press down hard so she could feel it in her stomach. Nicole closed her eyes and moaned softly into the sheets. Erik breathed harshly through his flared nostrils. 

“Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby?” He spoke with a whisper, one hand on Nicole’s hip, making her grind her pussy back and forth on his dick. Her wet pussy started making noises and Erik’s eyes closed, his hearing more alert now so he could catch every single squelching, moist sound her dripping inner folds created. 

Nasty, baby, so nasty,” He bites his lip, unable to control his hips as they start thrusting up, back and forth, matching her movements, “Let daddy dig baby, let me push deep in my pussy, baby. Let me remind you that this is my pussy.”

Erik propelled his dick as deep as he could go, Nicole’s gasps of utter surprise making him go harder. She fisted the sheets and smashed her face into the mattress, the fabric giving her hard nipples the right amount of friction. No amount of water surrounding them could create the tidal wave that was Nicole’s ass rocking off of Erik’s sturdy hips. 

“You gon’ get all this dick and nut…and no I’m not fucking stopping...if I gotta fuck you all night I will... you deserve every inch for having a pussy like that between your thighs.” Erik said between groans. 

“Daddy,” Nicole looks back to catch Erik’s eyes and found another use for her hands. Holding those cheeks open. Her inner thighs were shaking out of control but Erik never lets up, his hands keeping her hips still in that position, his hips knocking into her ass and the back of her thighs. 

“Ohhhh….shhhhhha…fuuuck….mmmmahhh…fucckkk…that nut is right there…”

“Yes!” Nicole screamed as her orgasm rushed through her. 

“My dick is deep in this pussy,” Erik uses the thick flesh of Nicole’s ass to pull her pussy all the way up to the tip of his dick before slowly bringing her back down to the base, “Come on, ma, arch that ass and take this dick…I’ve been waiting to get back in this pussy…don’t hold out on me baby…don’t hold out on me.”

Nicole sat up on her hands to try to relieve the pressure of Erik’s dick sinking deeper inside of her. Braids in her face and eyes filled with unshed tears, no matter how much she tried to back off that long dick, Erik was right there with her, giving his all in each gut busting stroke. 

“You like when daddy make your lil’ pussy creamy, hmm?” Whack whack, “I asked you a question, Nik. Pussy is so wet and good, baby.”

“Yes! Fuck yes,” Nicole cried out, “Daddy, I’m so sensitive.”

“Cum on this dick…cum on this dick.” 

She released another flood on his dick and Erik vacated her pussy. Nicole rolled over onto her back to look up at him through glossy eyes. Erik stood between her wide legs, two hands stroking over his long, thick dick in a twisted motion. Her eyes fell to his hefty sack swinging between his muscular thighs so inviting. 

“Bring that dick back over here,” She brought her legs back so her knees could touch her ears, “I want you to finish in my pussy, daddy.” 

Erik was back inside, both of them sighing with pleasure. No talking, just completely in the zone, Erik held Nicole’s thighs back, face neutral minus the constant fluttering of his eyelids. He watched every single emotion on Nicole’s face like a movie. Dreads hanging, sweat dripping from his forehead, and tongue constantly licking his lips, Erik looked even sexier to her in that moment than ever before. He looked this way because of her. Because of how good she made him feel. Because of how much he loved her. 

Nicole sobbed tears of pleasure, “Daddy please don’t stop fucking me,” Nicole spoke beneath him, a breath leaving her body unevenly with each downward Pump, “even when I make daddy’s dick cum, don’t stop. Don’t stop giving me that dick, daddy. I want you inside me forever. Please, please, please, stay inside of me. Oh…fuck! Don’t stop fucking me—”

Erik, up on his hands, body looking magnificent, hips slowly grinding all that good dick inside of her, he bent forward and took Nicole’s nipples into his mouth. He hummed with a jagged breath as his lips and tongue tasted her breasts. The sensation made everything ultra sensitive. Somehow, her legs ended up over his shoulders. Nicole welcomed the deeper thrust of his girth and even squirted just for him again. 

“We both needed this, didn’t we?” Erik whispered between licks and sucks, “I needed to show you just how much I love you, baby…”

Erik took in a sharp breath between his teeth. He was so close. Nicole rubbed along his chest and abs, held his lingering gaze and not once did she move away from the increased frenzy of his strokes. 

“Cum…cum in your pussy…that’s it…keep going…you’re so close…dig deep and paint my fuckin’ walls.” Nicole coached Erik with a silky voice that tightened his balls.

She continued, “You look so fucking good, Erik…you’re so handsome…I’m so lucky to have a sexy nigga like you fuckin’ my pussy…”

He pounded away at her little cervix until his balls were properly drained. With each thrust Erik lost more and more control until eventually he started cumming, her pussy convulsing and milking him of every last drop.

“Ahhh, fuck…mmm…FUCK, look what you make me do. Fuck, I’m yours baby…gah damn!”

With one hand, Nicole gripped Erik’s left ass cheek, nails digging into his flesh. She locked her legs around his neck and with tiny jerks of her walls, she helped empty his balls. FULLY. 

“Nik,” Erik spoke her name against her lips, “Oh my god, baybee, daddy couldn’t hold it in anymore…Nik…”

“Yes?” Nicole responded.

“I fuckin’ love you,” Erik nibbled on her jaw possessively. 

“I love you too, baby.”

She dragged her tongue over his lips and Erik opened up for her. They kissed passionately, neither wanting to let the other go. When they finally came up for air, Erik wrapped his fingers around Nicole’s neck, applying little pressure. She looked him up and down with a bite of her bottom lip, those beautiful almond-shaped eyes that reminded him of maple syrup blinking at him. 

“Ain’t no chick badder than you, baby…you’re so damn beautiful…everything about you just gets me…”

Nicole felt it. He was still so hard. 

He smirked at her, “Yesss…you see what I’m saying?”

“I think if we don’t take a break now, we’ll be too raw and sore to keep going. Let’s take a hot bath.”

Erik kisses Nicole’s collarbones before withdrawing his hips. A small puddle of his ejaculate oozed from her tight opening. Nicole spread her labia for him and moved her hips in a sultry whine, showing off her cum-filled puss. 

“You are dangerous,” Erik said. 

A Roman-styled bath made of marble, complete with steamy water that already smelled of relaxing oils that were sure to ease her bruised, well-used body awaited them. 

they stepped into the bath. 

"Oooh," Nicole let out a contented sigh, "That feels good." 

Erik grunted in agreement, adopting a position across from her so he could take her foot between his hands and begin massaging away with an expert touch.

 "Oh, shit, that's good!" Lolling her head on the edge of the bath, she glanced over at him with a goofy smile. "I so love you."

Erik chuckled deeply, “Do tell.” 

“You’re so damn fine it KILLS ME!”

She splashed him with soapy water. 

“And so are you,” Erik kissed the ball of her right foot, “So beautiful,” He sucked her pedicured big toe into his mouth, “Out of this world gorgeous.” 

“STAWP! I’m blushing,” Nicole said bashfully with a bat of lashes.

His perfectly white grin was perfectly wicked, “I love to watch you blush. You may find it annoying, but your high cheekbones make you prettier.” 

“And your dimples make me melt,” Nicole replied.

Erik watched her carefully while massaging her feet. 

“What?” Nicole questioned.

“Nothing…I just like looking at you.” 

Erik’s glistening chest puffed out as he took a deep breath in. He exhaled and brought his lips to Nicole’s ankle and kissed her all over. 

“Being with you is like…It’s like I can be myself.” Erik admitted. 

With her other foot, Nicole dragged her toes over the ridges of his abs, “Tell me more.”

“I feel relaxed and in my element wit’ you. I always have the best time of my life when you’re around. I feel like I can talk to you and be real wit’ you. You give me butterflies, believe it or not.”

“Nooo, butterflies?!” Nicole pouted, “You are so cute.” 

Erik licked his lips with a quick swipe of his tongue, “You just got this hold on me.” 

Erik dropped her foot in the water and Nicole crossed the water to his side. Erik wrapped his arms around her and Nicole sat in his lap. Their lips connected again, pausing in between to stare each other down. 

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry for how things ended, Nik.” 

He dragged his wet fingertips over her shoulder, transfixed by how bitter-smooth her mocha skin is. 

“E, the past is just that. Neither of us can change it. I've done some things I'm not proud of either. I walked away from you and I assumed you were using me. I know that it wasn’t like that with you. Never was. It was all natural with us.”

Erik stared at her lips as she spoke. 

She continued with a soft spoken voice, “…But I don't think any differently of you. This... thing... inside of us both, it's so incredibly powerful. Hell, our connection is so strong that we were ready to fuck ourselves raw and I know the sexual energy within me matches yours – I can feel it," She kissed his cheek, his jaw, working her way towards his lips, “And my heart is racing like crazy…it always gets like that when I’m around you.”

Erik swooped in and captured her lips in a scorching kiss, cutting her off. Against her hip, he grew incredibly hard, and between her thighs, her arousal burned, renewed in its fervour.

Lifting her easily in the water, he had her turned and bent over the edge of the tub and her legs spread wide in a straightforward series of moves. Slowly, he worked his thick dick through the swollen, tight layers of her pussy, entering her a bit, pulling back until only the tip of him was inserted and then pushing in a little further. Her sore, tired body loved every moment of being opened back up by him. 

“Yes, Erik,” she all but pleaded, tilting her hips back to give him a better angle. "Go deep."

He accommodated her request with several more thrusts, finally burying himself to the hilt in her snug pussy with a low groan that vibrated through the room. Instead of slamming into her, as she so desperately wanted, however, he stilled. 

“Grip the edge and hold on,” Erik bid her with a deep rasp. 

It hurt so good! She was crying out in long, wailing moans for him in no time.

 "Daddy... oh, fuck, so damn good."

His strokes were precise and slow. He smoothed her braids from her back to kiss up her spine to her ear. 

“This is for you…you know I’m addicted to watching you cum, right? You ain’t gotta answer, baby, just know that daddy need you to cum all over this dick.” 

She mumbled incoherent words of amazement and pleasure, her legs and arms uncontrollably quaking, her heart an out of control monster raging in her chest. Erik gently moved his hips as he spoke, tenderly stroked her aura with his, working her arousal back up. 

"I'm going to fuck and love you every single day for the rest of our lives, Nicki," He kissed her shoulder, working towards her throat. "My sweet..." He kissed over the bite mark he'd left earlier, causing shivers throughout her body. "Sexy..." He licked the spot on her neck at the same time as two of his fingertips – pre-moistened and slick - rimmed her back entrance, tickling it, making her insides clench with tight need, "Chocolate-coated piece of perfection."

Biting down on her throat, he restated his claim upon her, piercing her small, ringed hole with his wet fingers and shoving them in all the way, even as his hips jerked hard against her once more. He filled her up and fucked her just like that, his fingers moving at the same pace as his shuttling dick. 

The experience was incredible, the sensations inexplicable, shattering. It took only a minute, and Nicole orgasmed with a scream of ecstasy.

 “I'm your woman!”  she loudly proclaimed, finally believing it, understanding what it meant – including the ultimate repercussions: there would be no one else touching her like this. Erik was it for her.

He groaned in pleasure at her words; they tipped him over the edge, in fact. He exploded into her, filled her with his seed again... again... and again. Each surge flooded her, until his excess cum dripped down his length, combined with her essence.

Collapsing back into the tub together, both shaking with the intensity of their coupling, they clung to each other for an anchor. Sore, exhausted, Nicole turned slightly in his lap and pressed her mouth to  his neck, biting down, needing to reassert her claim, too.

Erik chuckled and held her close, tilting his head to give her unfettered access. "Yes, mamas, I'm all yours, too."

They finished bathing and without drying off they slipped beneath the sheets, Erik spooning her from behind. As much as they wanted to continue having sex, their bodies were too exhausted. Rest was more important. They slept well into the late morning and when Erik rolled over to change positions, his phone began to ring on the carpet. He shot up slowly, half-lidded eyes scanning the underwater paradise surrounding them before focusing on the floor. Nicole is tangled around him with her leg thrown over his hips and her head on his shoulder. 

Erik looked down at her and smiled. She looked amazing, a real sleeping beauty. He kissed her forehead and carefully freed himself from her soft, thick body. Erik tiptoed to his slacks and crouched down to pick them up. He snatched up his phone from the back pocket and saw five missed calls from Shaunice. One look over his shoulder at a sleeping Nicole, Erik entered the bathroom and cracked the door. He turned on the sink and called Shaunice back, wondering what she wanted. 

“Where are you?” 

He could tell she’d been drinking. Erik pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Out of town. What’s up?”

“When are you coming back? We need to talk.” 

Erik leaned his elbows on the sink and spoke with a low voice, “If it’s not about you signing those papers, we don’t need to talk about shit.” 

“Why are you being such an asshole? Did I curse at you? Did I give you an attitude? No.”

Meanwhile, Nicole felt the absence of Erik’s presence. Her eyes blinked open and she stared up at the high ceiling, a yawn stretching her lips. Arms up above her head and back arched, she stretched her tired body and smiled at the pleasant ache of post-sex. Nicole sat up on her arms, eyes searching for Erik and when she found him, she noticed the stress lining his face and the tension in his body. When he paced near the crack of the door, she could see him speaking into the phone frustratingly. 

There’s only one explanation for that. 

His dark eyes spotted her watching him and he spoke his final words quickly into the phone before hanging up. Nicole waited for him to emerge, not wanting to pry. If he wanted to talk about it, he would. She wouldn’t push. She’ll try not to push. Nicole sat up against a pile of pillows and covered her chest with the sheets from the chilly air. Erik finally resurfaced from the bathroom and he didn’t meet her eyes. He placed his phone on the bed and took his place next to her again. Nicole leaned over and pressed her lips against his cheek, hoping to get him to look at her.

“Good morning. Slept good?” She asked.

“Morning, baby girl. Yeah, I’m sorry I wasn’t here when you woke up.” 

Erik rubbed his nose and his eyes fell to his lap.

“Do you…wanna talk about it?”

“Uh…”

Erik chewed on his bottom lip.

“E…”

“It was Shaunice,” He finally answered.

Nicole froze at the mention of her name. 

“She wanted to know where I was,” Erik scratched his hair.

“That’s all?” Nicole looked at him. 

“Nah,” Erik tilted his head, “It’s complicated.” 

“Just say you’re still married to her, E.”

Erik could sense the irritation in her voice. 

“I am. But not for long,” Erik finally met her eyes, “I’m leaving her.” 

“Hm,” Nicole frowned, “And how is that going for you?”

“Fucking nightmare.”

Nicole shook her head, “She doesn’t want to let you go so easily? Tuh…”

“I want a divorce, she’s not accepting it.”

“E,” Nicole turned to face him, “Listen. I love you, but…this shit needs to be handled.”

“I know,” Erik spoke sternly, “I’m handling it.”

“She needs to learn boundaries. We both know if she finds out about us, she’s going to come for me and I am trying to leave the past in the past but if she tries me…I’m not sorry for what I do to her.” 

“Nicole, I don’t want you to worry about it. We’re gonna meet up sometime within the next week to discuss things. I’m hoping it’s her finally agreeing on things.” 

“I don’t want you to think I’m trying to control this. I just—”

Nicole paused. She took Erik’s hand in hers and caressed it with her thumb. 

“Look at me,” Nicole lifted Erik’s chin, “And know this. You’re my man. Which means you don’t belong to her. Which means that as long as you’re married to her, she will continue to have this hold over you. I can’t sit back and watch that happen.”

She could tell in his eyes that he was beginning to panic. Nicole smoothed a hand down his cheek soothingly.

“I’m not going anywhere. I just want you to know that I love you and that I’m not gonna sit back and watch her selfish ass play you. Did you know that she was still seeing Arnelle after Cabo?”

Erik glared straight ahead, “And she won’t admit it.” 

“And can you believe that Arnelle called me talkin’ about him missing me?” Nicole laughed, “They can have each other. As long as you made her sign a prenup you should be good.”

Erik looked at her with sad eyes. 

“Oh, E. Seriously?” Nicole hit him on the back, “what the hell were you thinking?!”

“That this could last forever. That she was the one. That I could make it work. I’m stupid, I know, baby.” 

“E…”

“Listen,” Erik brought an arm around Nicole’s waist firmly, “I have a postnuptial agreement that needs to be signed along with the divorce papers. As long as she agrees, everything is good.”

“And what if she doesn’t? Huh?”

Nicole pushed away from Erik and climbed out of bed. She walked into the bathroom and Erik scooted towards the end of the bed so he could watch her. She disappeared behind the door to use the toilet and when she finished she walked to the sink to cleanse her hands. Erik strolled over to the bathroom and leaned against the threshold, watching her wash her face. She splashed water on her face and then grabbed a folded hand towel to dry. Nicole noticed him standing there and locked eyes with him through the mirror.

“I’m just upset for you. I wish you didn’t have to go through all of this. You don’t deserve any of that. You’re really a good man, E. She’s gonna do nothing but try and tear you down and take you for everything you own. I don’t want to see that happen to you. So, yes, I am worried. There could be a chance that she doesn’t sign the papers—”

Erik made the effort to sound reassuring, “She’s going to sign them.” 

“E, baby,” Nicole shakes her head, “This is Sha we’re talking about. I’ve seen her petty, and you LIVED in it.”

“I’m not taking that. I’m tired, Nik. This is gonna end and her signature will be on those papers. I’m not accepting that. I know I fucked up. I know it. And I don’t want you worrying about this shit. I got this, okay? Just know that your man will be free from this bullshit real soon.”

Erik approached her and flipped her around. He had her pinned between him and the sink, her chin in his hand and his thumb rubbing circles against her bottom lip. 

“This ain’t your battle, baby. This is my fuckin’ mess, and I’m gonna get it straight. You know what I want you to do?”

Nicole’s eyes blinked up at his slowly, “What’s that?”

“I want you to keep being the best you and I want you to smile and know that I got this. Now, repeat after me…”

Erik captured her lips in his and Nicole almost floated away. 

“I love you,” Erik said.

“I love you,” Nicole responded.

Erik kissed her again, “I trust you.” 

“…I trust you,” Nicole let out a shaky breath.

With one final kiss that made her pussy clench, he said, “And I won’t worry my beautiful self because daddy will handle it.” 

“And I won’t worry my beautiful self because daddy will handle it,” She echoed back.

“That’s right, baby…”

Erik couldn’t believe that she was here with him. It still felt so surreal.

“I wanna take you to dinner tonight. Just me and you. I know this place that’s intimate. I want to make this our first official date. You down for that?”

“Of course,” Nicole replied happily, “Me and the girls have a day full of activities then I’ll be free.”

“I can have you picked up, you can pack something small to stay the night. That sound good?”

“Mm-Hm.”

“Good. I can’t wait.” 

Erik kisses her lips again before stepping back. Nicole turned to brush her teeth. When they were finished in the bathroom, Nicole found a robe and wrapped herself in it while Erik got dressed in his formal wear. Checking to make sure everything was secure, he took a seat on the edge of the bed to put on his shoes. He had already made a call for his transportation to pick him up from the resort. Nicole watched him with an erotic gaze, her eyes sweeping over him from head to toe. 

“I don’t want you to leave me,” Nicole said, “Why do you have to leave me?”

“I know, beautiful. Shit sucks for me too. Won’t be for long, I promise.” 

Nicole made her way over to Erik and got down on her knees. Erik watched her closely, his thighs parted for her to nestle herself between them. 

“Can I take care of you before you go?”

Before Erik could give her an answer Nicole’s fingers popped the buttons on his slacks and brought his zipper down. Yanking his pants and his briefs down to his ankles, Nicole bared him fully. He was already hard and hung. Just one touch and he reacted to her. At eye-level with his dick, it seemed even larger than before, and a more daunting challenge. She had to pat herself on the back for taking this monster into her mouth. Staring at his third leg had her thinking about the width stretching her.

“Damn, baby,” Erik smirked, “Still amazes me how much you love to be on your knees for me, girl.”

“All for you,” Nicole said with pleasure.

Nicole gripped him. Above her, Erik’s breath exploded from his chest as he sighed in eagerness. Lifting the heavy, thick weight of his dick in her hand again, Nicole stroked over the silken flesh. 

“Put it in your mouth, baby,” Erik demanded in a husky timber, guiding her head forward, “Go ‘head and eat this dick up.” 

Enthusiastically, she did as he wished. Nicole parted her lips and cushioned the engorged head between them, allow her tongue to tease the sensitive, hot flesh as she gently sucked on it. Silken flesh stretched over an iron-hard core which throbbed in her hand—was there anything sexier? Her mouth suddenly filled with saliva and the taste of him…so delectable and wet. The heat of it melted around Erik’s dick, drenching him. He gasped and jerked in response, and an unexpected rush of delicious pre-cum filled her mouth as his body surrendered to her. Nicole ringed the engorged head and lapped slowly and easy over the tip, encouraging more. 

Whatever this man wanted she would damn sure deliver. He was so warm and full in her mouth. All this dick fucked her last night. If it wasn’t in her pussy it was damn sure in her mouth. This was all hers. There is no way she would give this up. 

Salivating, Nicole opens her mouth wider, bringing her lips down and around his wide tip before lowering at a moderate pace, widening her lips the more she gets lower and lower. She made it her mission to get most of that meaty dick down her throat. She sat there with his dick sitting in her throat, allowing her saliva to dribble out from between her lips and down his shaft. She tighten her throat with tiny contractions staring up at his handsome face from that position. 

“Ugh, fuck,” Erik’s head extended back, Nicole watched his adam’s apple bob up and down from his deep breathing. He brought his head back down when he heard her gurgle on his dick. Bottom lip between his teeth, Erik laid back on his elbows so he could watch you go to town on his fat black dick. 

“That’s it baby,” He spoke quietly through clenched teeth, “you know I gotta go...how fucking dare you? Suck it good slut,” His eyes rolled shut, “Suck that long, black dick, baby...you can tell you love what you do...Stay focused on your purpose and please your Daddy. No distractions…”

“Have you cumming down my throat?” 

Nicole started throating him over and over, taking him in fully. She left him speechless and covered in spit. 

Gluck, gluck, gluck.

She kept going, another jolt and a second spurt of pre-cum filled her mouth and made her moan in pleasure. Fuck, he tasted so good. 

“Gahdamn!” Erik cried as his hips thrust a third time, releasing more of that delicious fluid, “you got this dick spittin’ girl! Never did that shit before. Got a magical mouth on you!” His heavy D.C accent made the words more sexy. 

Nicole smiled at that, feeling a heady sense of power knowing she was able to fog his mind and make his body react as no woman had. 

“Oh? Just like that? That’s what the fuck I’m talking about, sucking up big daddy’s dick. You better swallow all this nut, Nik.”

Her lips tightened and she used one hand to gently grab his heavy sack and tug lightly. He almost shot off of the bed. 

“Unh, fuck baby—”

All that delicious cum. All that nut targeted the back of her throat. Nicole graciously drained his balls, sucking and sucking and sucking until he was emptied. She popped her lips off to jerk his dick, her eyes watching his slit to see if any more cum would spill over for her. Little droplets appeared and she took her tongue to tease his slit. Ain’t no cum hiding from her. 

“So good,” Erik said with a guttural rasp. 

Nicole lifted to retrieve a wet cloth and when she returned she cleaned Erik off and he stood to get dressed. When he finished, he grabbed Nicole and kissed her while palming her ass.  

“You make me wanna say fuck this job and stay wit’ you,” Erik said in a tired voice. 

“I don’t want you to do that. We’ll see eachother again tonight.” Nicole said in a voice soft with affection. 

Nicole walked Erik out of her room within the suite and insisted on going with him to the lobby. They took the elevator down and strolled across the busy lobby hand-in-hand, neither one of them wanting to let the other go. His transportation was waiting for him and Nicole tightened her grasp on his hand. Erik looked down at her with a sad smile.

“Tonight,” Erik kissed her hand that’s still in his, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Nicole mewled. 

Letting her hand go, Erik kissed her lips in farewell and climbed into the back of the van. Their eyes remain locked as Erik waves goodbye, Nicole returning the gesture before turning to go back inside.

It’s windier today in the city and Nicole wished she would have worn pants instead of a dress. The girls and herself had been touring the city for four hours since brunch back at the resort. They all wore head scarves in different patterns with shopping bags filled with souvenirs. Nicole bought an evil eye protection hand chain in gold and pink sandals that she couldn’t take her eyes off of. 

They were on the hunt for a Henna Salon for almost an hour and were ready to give up until a tour guide helped them. They found the Salon and was instantly convinced with all of the beautiful variety of designs advertised in the windows. Nicole wanted henna on her hand and foot, a mehndi design. She decided on a reddish brown color that looked radiant against her complexion. 

“It’s so gorgeous!” Nicole studied the finished work with excitement, “Thanks so much.”

She paid the designer and left a tip before lifting from her seat for the next person. London was currently purchasing henna to take back home with her and Nicole thought it would be a good idea to do the same. She joined her best friend at the register and opened her handbag to grab some more money. London stared at her over her right shoulder and smiled mischievously.

“Don’t think I forgot about your special guest last night, Nicki.”

“I didn’t expect you to forget London,” Nicole teased.

“How was it?” London questioned.

“Like it was our first time having sex again. It was everything, London. So good I could have wrapped my body around his leg and begged him not to go.” 

“So…are y’all together-together now?”

“I hope so! you two are so cute!” Serenity chimes in excitedly. 

“We are, actually. He told me that he loved me.” 

London’s brows raised and Serenity squealed.

“What’s going on over here?” Brooklyn asked, Ximena, and Gianna bringing up the rear. 

“Erik told Nicole that he loved her, awww,” Serenity pressed a hand to heart, “I could tell by the way he looked at you.” 

“Is it really love or is he pussy-whipped?” London questioned. 

“Both.” Nicole quipped. 

“Ooooh, shit!” Gianna exclaimed. 

“We should go before it’s too late for the Sky Observatory,” Nicole added her purchased bag of henna to another shopping bag. 

The ladies filed out of the Henna Salon and headed for the Sky Views Dubai. It’s in the heart of downtown Dubai with thrilling attractions, one including a slide down from the 53rd floor of a high-rise building within a glass capsule. You can look down as you slide through a suspended transparent tube or take in breathtaking views from the stunning 25 meter long glass floor. 

When they arrived, it was packed with tourists as expected, so they all decided to try the observatory first. They traveled to the 53rd floor, vlogging and taking pictures of everything. They ride within the panoramic glass elevator to more than 220 meters above the ground was thrilling. Once they made it to the floor, they stepped out onto a glass floor, a spectacular view of the city’s fabulous skyline and shining coast. 

Nicole had Brooklyn take a few pictures of her standing in front of the large window, peering out at Downtown Dubai, wearing a soft velvet patterned dress with tan mesh and black gladiator sandals. Afterward, they took a trip to the edge of all-out excitement. Gianna and London were too scared to ride the slide so they recorded the others sliding down. Nicole had asked if London could record on her phone so she could send it to Erik. 

After sliding down, hunger struck them again so they all decided to grab a bite to eat before heading back to the hotel. They got a table at Serafina Dubai. It’s said to have the best pizza and pasta in Dubai. They were led to outside seating near a gorgeous waterfront. Drinks were ordered and while they waited, the ladies discussed what other plans they had for their trip.

“Red dunes should be next for us. I want to ride a camel and have lunch in the desert,” London stated. 

“Fine with me,” Nicole replied after taking a sip of her lemon water, “I’ll be out with Erik tonight for dinner and then I plan to spend the evening with him.”

“Did he mention his wife?” Brooklyn asked. 

Gianna and Ximena shared a look. 

“They’re getting a divorce.” Nicole said, “I don’t want to think about that. It’ll only piss me off.” 

“I’d be careful.” London remarked. 

“Screw his wife. I say elope!” Serenity said.

“Elope? Girl, you crazy?” Brooklyn teased. 

“Why don’t we figure out what pizza to get,” Nicole implied. 

The topic was left alone for now but Nicole could sense that her friends were concerned about Erik’s situation. Speaking of the devil, Erik texted Nicole back after an hour. She read his message with a half smile. 

Erik: You look great baby ❤️ and I’m glad you visited the observatory. I’ve been busy mapping out the design plan for this new project here in Dubai. It’s gonna be a big one. Can’t wait to see you 😘

Nicole: Looking forward to seeing you too 😚 don’t work so hard! Muah! 

The marble tiling sends chills up her legs as her bare feet pads across them. She made it to the sink, stopping at the marble countertop to apply her chestnut lip liner. After lining her lips, Nicole applied a red gloss. She stepped back to observe the finishing touches. The fitted, mesh dress that left nothing to the imagination hugged her body in all the right places. Satisfied, Nicole left the bathroom to put on her black lace-up platform heels. 

There is a private vehicle waiting for her and Erik texted her to let her know that he was outside. Butterflies gathered in the pit of her stomach and when she walked out of her room into the main area of the suite, the other ladies were lounging around with drinks in their hands, gossiping. They planned to go to a hookah lounge tonight. 

“You look good, Nicki!” Brooklyn shouted from her seat on the sofa. 

The others agreed. 

“Have fun tonight and be safe.” London said. 

“I will. I’ll let you know when I make it.” 

Nicole left the suite and headed towards the elevators. 

Outside, a luxury Mercedes awaited her. Erik stepped out dressed in black jeans, a black short sleeve linen button shirt, and white Alexander McQueen sneakers. A diamond Cuban link hung from his neck, white gold earrings decorated his ears, and he’s wearing several iced Cuban rings. He completed the look with a black halo turban that Nicole loved. 

In his hand are two dozen red roses and Nicole pouted with doe eyes. She accepted the flowers and a chaste kiss from him before he opened her door. Nicole carefully entered the car and when she was fully seated, Erik shut the door. He joined her shortly after and asked the driver in Arabic where to go. He leaned back in his seat when the car took off and turned to look at Nicole with a fire in his eyes so intense that it made her heartbeat accelerate. 

The cityscape was a constellation of lights, as if each one was a star of Earth. People moved about to their destination, whether it be a party or restaurant. The different sounds surrounding Nicole let her know that Dubai is full of nightlife to experience. Erik caressed her inner thigh with his fingers while staring out of his window. The man who was once the bane of her existence once again speaks an all-too familiar tune to her. Actually, it shouts, sings, and tugs at her heart strings. 

She constantly struggled with rhyme and sound reason, knowing that he must know that her love is so much deeper than hers could ever possibly be. She finally felt like she found the love of her life. And yet the thought of him still being attracted to that leech made her sick. Nicole inhaled the scent of her roses to calm her nerves. 

“You’re mine,” she whispered into her flowers, under her breath. 

“What was that gorgeous?”

Nicole’s eyes shot up at Erik who had been watching her. 

“Just happy to be with you right now.” 

“Hmm…we’re close,” Erik stretched to plant a kiss on Nicole's shoulder, “I think you’re gonna love the place.” 

They arrived shortly after. The peak of fine dining in Dubai is not merely a figurative experience. Rising 442 meters from the ground, At.mosphere sits on level 122 of the world's tallest building, complementing an exquisite array of gastronomical wonders with extraordinary views of the Arabian gulf. At.mosphere’s culinary team boasts a critically acclaimed menu of exclusive creations. Erik reserved a table, paying top dollar for the date night. 

The view from the ascend to the restaurant deserved to be captured. Nicole snapped a few photos and snuck one of Erik staring out at Dubai with his hands in his pockets. He offered to be her photographer for the evening and when they exited the elevator, Erik instructed her to pose with her roses out on the balcony before they entered the private dining establishment. Nicole found a spot and positioned herself so that she was looking over her shoulder at Erik, her round ass in profile and the vivid red roses resting against her chest. She gave him a bright white smile and Erik paced around, snapping pictures from different angles.  When he was finished, he reached for her hand and they entered the restaurant. 

They were seated directly in front of a window, the white clove and grey cedar candles giving light to a seductively dim, upscale dining experience. Erik ordered them both a blueberry ginger sour and truffle chicken ceasar salad with scallops. As clichéd as the term soulmate may be to some, Erik knows with no uncertainty that Nicole is his. His woman. Everything stressful going on in his life right now he wanted to forget and enjoy this moment with her. No longer will he miss out on living the life he wants. He spent years trying to please Shaunice, thinking that it was exactly what he needed. 

Nicole’s eyes traveled his chiseled jawline, around his plump lips, and took a voyage to his perfectly trimmed goatee. Erik’s luscious lips part too reveal pristine, white teeth. Her seductive almond eyes that reminded him of a feline commanded him from across the table. It feels good to be able to eat dinner with her and openly express how much he loved her physically. Erik thought about a reunion trip back to Cabo, where they could start all over again. Relive the first night and get to do all the things he ached to do before Shaunice and Arnelle showed up. 

Meanwhile, Nicole is struggling. God bless his parents for creating such a fine specimen. This man is amazingly splendid in physical beauty, commanding all attention when he enters a room. His swagger is undeniable. He’s so smart and such a good communicator. The perfect lover. The cocktails arrived and Erik went on to explain why he’d ordered them. She loved watching him talk. Listening to his voice. He talked with his hands a lot she’d noticed. Licked his lips often in between thoughts. 

“First time in Dubai, I went to this place called the Buddha Bar, and a friend of mine ordered these drinks. Its so good. I’m usually not much of a cocktail guy but…I make it my business to have this everytime I come here.” 

Nicole took a sip and was immediately blown away with the delicious flavors. The fresh blueberry lingered on her tongue and it was pleasantly good. 

“I love it. I’m gonna need another one,” She said with a smile. 

“You can have however many you want,” Erik said with a chuckle. 

Nicole stammered over her thoughts, trying to find something to say that didn’t involve wanting to throw this pussy on him. 

“What are you thinking about?” Erik questions as he takes a sip of his cocktail. 

“You,” Nicole replied, blushing. 

“What about me?” 

“How goddamn fine you are.” 

Erik smiled richly at her and it made his dimples deepen, the candle light casting a shadow that made them look deeper than they already are. 

The starters arrived and they didn’t waste time eating. It fell silent for ten minutes until Nicole reached for her glass to finish the rest of her cocktail. Erik fed her the last scallop and when the waiter came back around to clear their table he ordered their main course. Lamb rump with barley risotto and broccoli for Nicole and charolais beef with mashed potatoes and seasonal veggies for him. 

“And I’ll take the seafood fettuccine to go,” Erik concluded before handing the waiter their menus. 

Staring into his eyes, Nicole spoke, “I can’t wait to spend another night with you.” 

“You’ll be spending plenty of nights with me back home, Nik,” Erik smiles. He reached his hand across the table and his fingertip slowly runs up the side of her arm. 

The black linen shirt laid across his firm chest softly. The two top buttons are undone. He knows that drives her wild. He’s fucking with her and she likes it. The smell of his cologne penetrates all of her senses and as she inhaled his pheromones, her pussy gushed and released in anticipation of him. A sticky wetness stained her panties. 

“Let me see your hand,” Erik commanded. 

Nicole placed her hand in his and he inspected her nails, a milky-white color on medium length nails. A color her and her girls nickname ‘cum nails’. 

“I love this nail color on your skin.” 

“Thank you,” Nicole tucked her chin bashfully. 

Erik did something unexpected and sucked on one of her fingers. Nicole froze with her mouth hanging open as she stared at him. The feeling of his lips wrapped around her finger and pulled tight when he released it slowly. The same way he would do on her clit. He was mimicking that. Driving her fucking crazy. 

“Erik, you have to stop,” Nicole said, growing weaker, “That shot straight to my pussy.”

Erik barked a laugh, and it was such an infectious sound that Nicole couldn't help but snicker and smile in return. His lips lifted and crooked at her in a way that had her breath catching and her toes curling. 

The main course didn’t take long to arrive and the food was so filling that Nicole couldn’t finish it all. Erik, however, ate the entire thing and still inquired about desert. 

“I’ve been eyeing this Bailey’s cheesecake all night.” He said. 

“Let’s try that. Are you going to order an entire cake like you did back in Cabo?” Nicole joked. 

“I just might. Oh my god that cake was good too.”

“I can’t wait to feed you,” Nicole giggles.

“Please do. I always had this fantasy of bending you over the counter and fucking the shit out of you. Lift your oversized T-shirt up and grip your hips and start hammering you.” 

Nicole closed her eyes. He was not being fair. 

“What I do?” 

“You keep teasing me,” Nicole said.

“Like you’re not teasing me? Look at that dress. And your lips? You got me going crazy over here.”

Nicole rolled her eyes away from him, “I can’t help that I look as good as I do, Erik.” 

“Talk yo’ shit baby.” Erik licked his lips. 

Erik’s eyes gaze down at Nicole’s chest—thick, juicy, chocolate-coated piece of perfection. 

It was time to go. Erik couldn’t hold out any longer. The desert arrived just in time and Erik was so ready to get out of there that he forgot to order a cake to go. Erik went around to pull out Nicole’s chair and he helped her up, pulling her dress down for her. Grabbing her leftovers and the cake, Erik opened the door for Nicole to exit first. 

Back on Jumeira Bay, Erik showed Nicole to his suite with picture perfect views. She helped herself to some wine while taking off her heels in his lounge area. Erik returned from relieving himself and wasted no time jumping on Nicole. On the couch, he licked his lips and looked her dead in the eyes. 

“I want you to undress for me. I want to watch.” 

Nicole ran a finger over Erik’s lips, “anything for you.” 

Erik made himself comfortable across from Nicole and she stood, back facing him, reaching behind to unzip her dress. The fabric peeled away from her back and she started whining her hips. Her hands were in her braids, body bent forward and ass poked out. Erik rubbed up and down his crotch, his eyes low and hungry for her. 

The smooth sway of her back begged for his hands and mouth. She leisurely smoothed the dress down and around her waist, raising her arms up above her head, bouncing that hefty ass. Erik could see the outline of her breasts from the back and the visual would make any man drool. 

“Shit, bend over…pull that dress down over that ass…” 

Nicole did what she was told and while staring back at him, her braids touching the floor, she yanked her dress down over her booty, nothing but a thin, black thong remaining. 

“Take that shit off too,” He demands, gripping his erection through his jeans. 

Nicole disobeyed him and instead, peeled the crotch of her panties to the side to show him just how wet and gushy she is for him. Erik’s bulge sat fat and firm between his thighs, begging to be freed. He couldn’t ignore the pulsating need anymore and while she lifted a leg to the couch to spread her pussy open, Erik unfastened his jeans and raised his hips to free the beast. It bobbed out and bounced, Erik taking it in his veiny hand and smacking the weight of it in his palm. 

“Damn baby, I need to stretch that tight pussy out, right now,” Erik moaned. 

Nicole made that ass clap and bent over to grab her ankles. The way her ass moved, you would think she was twerking to a rhythmic beat. Ass creating a loud clap clap when she bounced. All that weight colliding with the back of her thighs. All that weight smacking into each other like a tambourine. 

Erik smacked his palm with his heavy girth again, “You throwing that ass, baby, fuck…you going stupid, shit is so fat.” 

Nicole kneeled on the couch and made each cheek bounce. She was asking to be bent over. 

“If you want my tongue in your ass just say that,” Erik said, “is that what you want?”

“I want your tongue all over me,” Nicole replied with a sultry voice. 

“You gotta bend over some more. Point that ass up like you do…mmm.” 

Erik, dick still in hand, got behind Nicole, spread her back cheeks, and stuck his tongue so far up her pussy. She gasped and started popping that ass, knees digging into the couch cushions. Erik brought his hand back to his hard length and tugged on it in a twisting motion. After sucking on her pussy, Erik brought his tongue to her ass and speared her puckered hole. Nicole reached back to slap her own ass, the motion shooting straight to Erik’s balls. 

“Ooh, fuck!” Nicole cried out, “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

She slapped her ass again and Erik did the same to the opposite cheek. She loved his touch more so she let him do his thing—tongue up her ass, and spanking her. 

“Eat that pussy! Eat that shit up!” 

Erik wasted no time bringing his mouth back to her fat kat. 

“I want you to suck on my clit like you sucked on my finger, daddy. I wanna feel those big lips all over my fuckin’ pussy…oooh, fuck…Erik, yes…right there…”

Nicole rode Erik’s face in a slow whine like she was doing a seductive dance. The most erotic and sexy thing to witness. Sweat covered her tantalizing body. She was moving that ass perfectly. Erik’s hips bucked, pumping his thickness into the palm of his sweaty hand. 

“You sound like you're drowning back there, daddy…”

Erik whacked her on the ass again and added three fingers to her tight pussy. Nicole went still and tried her best to not cum so soon but those thick fingers in her pussy…

“Make me cum, daddy?” 

Erik bit her left cheek. Standing, fingers still inside of her, Erik rested his dick over her ass and continued pumping her pussy. She moaned sweet cries into the sofa when her orgasm washed over her. Erik removed his fingers and sucked them clean. He smoothed his hand all over her pussy, rubbing her cum in. 

“You ready to cream on daddy’s big, juicy dick?”

“Yes.” 

Nicole turned around and she couldn’t form the right words to describe how hard Erik is. Pre-cum seeped from his dick in a long stream. Fisting the hem of his shirt, he stared at her with lustful dark eyes, half-lidded, and slightly parted lips. It was hard to keep her heart from tearing through her skin, especially as his soft, cotton shirt slowly crawled over his solid abs and pecs, revealing his defined torso. As it cleared his head and dropped to the floor, her breathing kicked into high gear. His dark-brown nipples were definitely hard, begging to be suckled. Her nails bit into the edge of the lounger as she clenched her hands to keep her body grounded in place. his pelvis level with her face, he slid those thick fingers of his over his smoothed abdomen. 

“Look at what you do to me.” 

His tone was husky, suggestive of wicked pleasure, and utterly compulsory.

Nicole lightly lid her fingers over his torso. Erik’s hips swayed from side to side, pants falling down around his ankles now. Nicole guided her hands down to his thighs, skin so soft beneath her fingers and the muscles underneath were hardened from the gym. Gliding upwards, she encountered the bones of his hips and that v-cut that drove her mad. Erik’s head fell back and he moaned a deep, growling noise in approval. The sound shot straight through her, emboldening her for further exploration. Dipping downward, she cupped the weight of his balls, rolled them once and found them to be hard with the need to cum. 

“I’m going to make this dick cum so good, daddy.” 

He was warm and the surrounding flesh was soft, but underneath, he was harder than steel. The weight of him in her palm, the way his hips tilted forward with a tense desperation, the heat that tinged his cheeks and neck, creeping steadily lower… all of it was magnificent. His body, his eyes, his hard dick anxiously wanted her. They surrendered to her. She had all the power over him she'd ever need.

Stroking up and down the mouth-watering length of him, she watched with a fixated fascination the expressions crossing his face as she sped up or slowed down. He was enraptured by her, enslaved to her whim, freely expressing his pleasure with parted lips and heaving chest and bucking muscles. She used his pre-come to lubricate the path of his ecstasy, making him gasp louder and jerk his pelvis in time to the rhythm she'd established. 

Nicole licked his tip clean and Erik’s hand found its way to the back of her neck. He was already so close. As much as he would love for her to use her mouth, he needed to be inside her again. That’s how he wanted to finish. Balls deep and wrapped in her silken walls. 

“Tilt your head up,” Erik commanded, “Let me kiss you.” 

Their mouths met and there was an explosion of feeling between them. Tongues entwined, moans and gasps uttered from both of them, and the pace of her hand sped up, matching their wild need for each other.

“Slow down, baby, I don’t want to cum like this. I need to be inside of you.” 

He bit her bottom lip as his breathing became as erratic as his jerking dick. 

“Fuuck,” Erik’s breath fanned her face, “You don’t listen…I told you…fuuck, I’m close…Nik…I’m gonna bust…I’m gonna cum for you…”

Three more swipes over his taut length, and with a shout of her first name, he thrust a final time and burst into climax. Hot jets of creamy, white cum shot out of the tip of him to splash upon his abdomen. A second and third and fourth eruption had his life-giving seed dripping all over her hand and down the spasming length of him to the chorus of his gasping cries. By the time he'd finished, Erik had drenched her lap. His legs were shaking from the force of his release and his forehead pressed into the dip of her shoulder as he tried to regain his sanity and strength, his breath a panting animal against her neck.

Nicole used her tongue to clean him off. She wasn’t helping, because everytime that tongue would glide over his pipe, he would release small bits of cum. Erik couldn’t believe that she was sucking on his tip. One mighty hand fisting her braids, Erik stopped her from what would have been another orgasm. She looked up at him innocently like she didn’t just do the opposite of what he told her. 

“You are such a slut for this dick.” Erik whispered. 

Nicole stood from the couch and tilted her head back so Erik could give her a kiss. He slapped her on the ass before they walked out of the lounge area and to his bed, bodies intertwined and in desperate need of each other. It’s dim and the curtains are open to reveal the tranquil bay and the distant visual of Downtown Dubai. Nicole sat down on the bed and Erik joined her, resting back on his arms. 

“Come ride this dick baby,” Erik commands with his alluring voice. 

She didn’t need to be told twice. Straddling him, Nicole grabbed Erik by the dick and pointed it at her pussy. He watched her face when she lowered herself on him. All she could feel is solid, throbbing, long, girth entering her. 

“Nah, open your eyes and look at me, Nik.”

She did and it almost made her cum. 

“You want all this dick in your pussy, you keep your fuckin’ eyes open. Focus on me.” He demanded. 

Her inner lips all the way to her clit pulsates with need. Erik reached his hand up to grip her throat. Nicole’s eyes are focused on him. Erik pushed in more and Nicole’s face transformed with awe at the seductive motion of his hips burying his dick deeper and deeper...his abdominal muscles crunched and the more noise her pussy made Erik’s thrust increased.

“Meet me, come down on this dick!”

Nicole couldn’t move her neck with Erik’s hand there so she leaned forward and thrust downward to meet his upward motion. 

“I’m gonna tear this pussy up, Nik.”

He did just that. And Nicole was right there with him. Erik spread his thighs, tilted his hips, and Jack hammered her opening. Nicole could do nothing but give in, moans so loud and unhinged. Both arms locked beneath her arms now, Erik didn’t hold back. Nicole’s breasts smacked Erik in the face and he opened his mouth to catch a nipple. 

“Fuck me! Yes! Keep digging in this pussy! YES!”

Nicole had Erik’s dick in a vice grip with her climax. He groaned and plunged deeper. 

“Oh my fucking goodness!” Nicole shouted. 

“You makin’ this dick hella sloppy,” he said and she heard the obstacle in his voice to hold his nut off. 

“Erik…”

Nicole climbed off to see the mess he was referring to. It’s so much of it. 

“You make me so wet,” Nicole said, running her hands all over his body. 

Erik pulled her closer and Nicole fell on her back. He climbed over her and stared down at her with an intensity that made her shiver. Nicole ran her hands over his hair still covered with the turban, removing it to drag her fingers through his scalp. 

Erik didn’t mutter a single word when he entered her again. 

“This is home for me, you know that?”

Erik’s tongue found its way to her nipples and he started sucking each one softly. He moved his hips at a measured pace. All he wanted was to feel. Be in the moment with her. Nicole locked her ankles around his waist and closed her eyes. 

“I’m all the way in this pussy, mamas…”

“Your pussy,” Nicole corrected between gasps.

“One minute I wanna go slow, next minute I wanna bust yo’ shit wide open…”

“You can go as long as you want in this pussy, daddy. Just keep that dick inside of meee.” 

Erik buried his face in her neck, “If I keep this dick inside you…you won’t get a chance to rest…”

“So?” Nicole said.

Erik lifted so he could stare into your eyes. Nicole widens her legs for more. 

“I love you so much…I want things with you I never knew I wanted.”

Nicole hung onto his words, and when she caught a glimpse of his shimmering eyes, she almost lost it herself. 

“I’m in you deep…this pussy won’t let me go…fuck…oh, shit, baby…so beautiful…ahhhh…shit…shit!”

“It’s right here for you...cum in your pussy, daddy...this your pussy, daddy...this your pussy, daddy...this your pussy, daddy—”

Nicole could feel the sensation of his cum filling her pussy up and that’s when her own orgasm extended from the bottom of her pussy all the way up to the surface and made her spasm beneath him. Knowing that they both felt the same made the feeling even more exquisite. He eased out of her pussy and rolled over to rest next to her. Nicole turned to lay on her side and she draped a leg across him. She circled his nipple with her finger and Erik is staring down at her, eyes soft and vulnerable. 

“You wore me out, girl,” Erik spoke tiredly. 

“Sorry not sorry,” Nicole said with a teasing grin. 

Erik yawned, “So, how was our first date?”

“It was the best first date I ever had.” 

“Oh yeah? The best?” 

“Uh-huh,” Nicole replied. 

“Well, I feel the same. Everything's better wit’ you, Nik.” 

Nicole locked eyes with Erik. They stared into each other’s eyes longingly, both not wanting this connection to end. Overcome with emotion, Nicole kissed him madly, rolling over so she was straddling him again. Erik rubbed along her back and ass, straining his neck to capture her lips in a searing kiss. Nicole’s lips pressed firmly against Erik’s. The softness beckoned her for more and she knew she would need to feast from them often. She knew she loved him when ‘home’ went from being a place to being a person. 

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Break Away

A Couple’s Getaway Sequel

Chapter three

Nicole is getting back into her life and moving past the events that transpired back in Cabo. With the help of her friends, family, and a new boy toy, Nicole breaks away from her depression. Erik is struggling with his marriage and constant thoughts of Nicole. He hopes to reconnect with her and pick up where they left off. He’d give anything to hold his Nik again…

Warnings: Smut

Prepare for a longggg chapter lol :) 

“Hello, this is Fitpros LA, how may I help you?” 

The curt but polite voice of a woman flowed into Nicole’s ears. 

“Is Andre there? This is Nicole, his girlfriend.” 

“Hello, Miss Nicole. No, Andre isn’t here at the moment. Did you try calling his cell?”

Nicole removed the phone from her ear and stared at the device with an annoyed expression before returning it back to her ear.

“I have. Multiple times. I figured he would be training today.”

“He hasn’t come in. Sorry I can’t be of any help.” 

“That’s okay. Thanks anyway.” 

Nicole ended the call and took her spot on the couch again with her feet curled beneath her. Andre knew that today was her family’s barbecue since her cousin Rita was in town from Houston to visit. She would have been there an hour ago if he was here at the time he said he would be. Just when she was ready to give up and leave, she could hear the rumble of an engine coming to a complete stop in her driveway. A car door shut with force and the sound of rusher footsteps pounded against the cobblestone of her walkway. 

Nicole lifted from her comfy position and quickly went to answer the door before he knocked with his big fist. She was on the last lock when she opened it to see his raised fist. Andre’s skin looked like molasses from how much sheen coated his face, neck, and arms. He’s dressed in a grimy white T-shirt and medium wash jeans that appeared dusty along with a pair of soiled work boots. Nicole stared at him with wonder as he gave her a broad smile that lit up his face handsomely. 

“Baby, I know what you’re thinking.”

“Then I don’t need to say anything, right?”

Andre’s eyes bore into hers as he stepped closer, an earthy odor that clung to his skin filling her nose. 

“I’m really sorry, love. I had a last minute job that ran into the afternoon. Some big shot architects came in to check things out at the site wearing suits. I’m so, so sorry, beautiful.”

Nicole smiled gently, unable to stay frustrated with him for long. When he called her love and beautiful the way he did, it made it hard for her to stay angry at him. She noticed that he’s holding a gym bag in his left hand and reached out to take it from him. Andre caught her hand and caressed it with his thumb before pulling her closer. Naturally, Nicole tilted her head back and puckered her glossy lips to accept a kiss from her man. 

“Do you forgive me, baby?”

“…You know I do.”

Nicole grabbed Andre’s hand and led him inside her home. Andre kicked off his work boots at the door and Nicole gave him plastic shoe bags to sit them in. He chuckled at her while she grabbed his bag and strutted away to her bedroom. Andre was there a minute later with his T-shirt crumbled in his hand and that powerful body on display. 

“This isn’t a good first impression with me meeting your family and all.” He said with a doleful expression.

“It’s okay, Dre. As much as I’ve talked about how good you are to me, they wouldn’t care.”

Andre’s expression turned hopeful and he began to take off the rest of his work clothes. Nicole disappeared into her master bathroom to turn on the shower for him and when she returned Andre was naked and she shivered when he walked up on her and popped her on the ass twice—once with his open palm, the other with his fingertips followed by a squeeze. 

“Dre,” Nicole gazed at him, “You have to take a shower…”

“Hm,” Andre couldn’t get over how good Nicole looked in her lounge dress, “You can’t expect me to focus with all this in my way.”

“Have some self control,” Nicole giggles, “It’ll be here for you when you get done.”

Andre groaned when he walked away and into the bathroom, leaving Nicole to pull the fabric of her dress from between her cheeks with how rough he was cuffing her backside. She grabbed Andre’s clothes and left her bedroom with a rock of her hips that she couldn’t control. Downstairs, Nicole entered her laundry room so she could wash his clothes. Taking his T-shirt, Nicole dropped it in the washer followed by his socks, briefs, and then his jeans. 

Something soft clattered onto the tile floor and when Nicole looked down she noticed an eggshell white business card. In red, the name Gensler stood out at her in Rockwell font with a company logo beneath it. At the bottom in a small yet noticeable font is a name she hadn’t expected to see. She could feel the color drain from her face and if it wasn’t for her quick recovery, she would have ruined the card with how hard she gripped it. 

Erik Stevens

Architectural Manager

Tel. 310. 332. 2322

500 S Figueroa St, Los Angeles, CA 90071

What are the odds that she’s dating a general contractor and the man she swore she would forget about is an architect? LA looks a little small now. She couldn’t shake the feeling she got in the pit of her stomach while staring at his name. She didn’t recognize the number, concluding that it’s most likely his business phone. With a shake of her head, Nicole dropped Andre’s jeans in her washer and placed the business card carefully on her dryer. It didn’t matter how much she tried to busy herself with adding detergent and choosing a wash cycle, her eyes would wander to that card. 

It isn’t a coincidence that her Erik— that Erik is an architect in LA that just so happens to work for Gensler. Andre has his own contracting business and from what Nicole can recall he’s done jobs for architectural companies before. It never registered in Nicole’s mind that they could have a run in at some point. She never talked about Erik to Andre, why would she anyway. No need to reminisce on the past when it involved the complicated relationship between the two of them. Since the day she laid eyes on Erik at that rooftop restaurant, she couldn’t deny how handsome he is. Arnelle is a good-looking man himself, but the way he talked about his best friend made Nicole laugh. He couldn’t be that much of a lady killer, she thought after all that Arnelle disclosed. 

Don’t let his cockiness bother you, Nicki. 

Erik loves to talk about himself. I wouldn’t be surprised if he brags about his new job tonight.

I know how easily annoyed you can be. Just be patient with him. 

I wonder if he still wears those gold slugs. That man can’t let go of his mouth jewelry to save his life. 

However, when she saw him for the first time, she found his cockiness to be attractive. She loved how passionate he was with his line of work and how his love for cityscapes and other architecture in different countries led him to be what he is today. His quick-witted humor and satire matched her blow for blow and although she appeared to be annoyed, she smiled inside just a little and grew broader each and every time. As for the gold slugs…it made his smile even more beautiful and she wondered if he owned anything with some bling. Nicole wondered if this was Arnelle’s way of making sure she wouldn’t become smitten with his friend. It was the complete opposite.

“I was looking for you when I got out of the shower…”

Nicole took in a sharp breath of surprise when Andre pressed his body against her backside. He wrapped his strong arms around her body and peppered kisses along her jaw. He’s still in his towel and he smelled fresh and masculine. 

“I had to wash those filthy clothes. Uhm…this fell out of your pocket.” 

Nicole pointed to the business card and watched as Andre’s long fingers retrieved it. 

“Oh, yeah. The fancy architect. Paid a hefty amount for the job today.”

“Yeah?” Nicole spoke evenly. 

“Come back to the room with me?”

“For what?” Nicole said with a bite of her lip.

“So I can have my woman the way I want to before we go to this cookout.”

“We’re already gonna be late—Dre.”

His hands couldn’t be excused. He grabbed every part of her body that he could and growled into her neck. Nicole closed her eyes as tender kisses made their way to her shoulder. Andre turned her around to face him and continued to lick and suck on her neck while Nicole’s hands swept over his broad shoulders and up to his neck. She’s standing on her toes because of his towering height to present her neck to him. 

“I got you, baby…”

Andre hoisted Nicole up onto the washer and parted her lavish thighs so he could stand between them. With her legs circling his waist, Andre grabbed Nicole and pulled her to him. Their eyes locked and he held her gaze as he leaned in, crushing his mouth to hers. Their tongues collided, Andre grabbing her waist to keep her still. Nicole’s hips started to oscillate back and forth like she was moving her body to a seductive beat. Each time their heads swayed back and forth, their tongues drove deeper. 

“Mm, you have a lot of talent with that tongue, baby,” Andre sucked on Nicole’s tongue, “I wanna kiss that pussy now…”

“Stop talking so much and bury your face in it…”

“Oh yeah? Just like that?”

“You know how much I hate being teased, Dre…especially when I’m so fucking wet.”

Andre cracked a smile, “show me.” 

With her sultry smile, Nicole hiked up her lounge dress and to no surprise she’s not wearing any panties. She parted her folds for him and ran her left pinky finger over her labia gently, never taking her eyes off of Andre even though his eyes were glued to her soaking wet folds. With her slippery fingers, Nicole sucked her juices off and started moaning from her own taste. Andre hooked his arms beneath Nicole’s knees and brought her to the edge of the washing machine. His face disappeared between her legs and she could feel his lips brush against her fat lips. 

“Oh, Dre,” Nicole murmured softly, her thighs trembling from the slow licks against her clit. 

“Your pussy is so wet and tasty…”

He used his tongue to stroke around the hood of her clit and he would increase the pace of his tongue the more Nicole moaned. The desire to stare at Erik’s business card brimmed and no matter how hard she tried to focus on Andre’s lips and tongue doing wonderful things to her lady parts, she couldn’t concentrate long enough to forget Erik. How he ate her pussy for the first time, his eyes watching her the way a tiger watched his prey.Nicole’s hand pressed into the back of Andre’s head to force his face into her pussy and she cried when his nose rubbed her clit. 

“FUCK, Dre,” Nicole’s eyes dropped to his, “damn, that feels good!”

“You keep drippin’ like this I’m gonna drown, baby.” 

“Unh, Shit!”

The pressure, oh god, the pressure.

She squirmed on his tongue. 

“Please, I need it, I need you—”

Nicole froze with a mixture of confusion and euphoria. 

Her body seized to Andre’s sucking and she could see sparks like light from a star racing through the atmosphere. This is the hardest she’d ever cum while receiving head from Andre. The heels of her feet jabbed him in the back and Andre had to pop her clit out of his mouth to check on her. She looked like she’d just finished a HIIT workout on the stair master. 

“Babe, you good?” Andre said with a flicker of arrogance in his eyes. 

“I–I’m good. Just give me a second.” Nicole breathed out. 

Andre dragged his hand down his face and arched a brow at Nicole. 

“Damn, I love the way you look right now…”

Nicole’s pupils are heavily dilated. Andre is standing naked with his towel around his feet. Her eyes kept flicking from his dick to his heated gaze and without another word Nicole wrapped her hand around his dick and started slowly jerking him while her thumb rubbed his pre-cum all over his tip. 

“Come fuck me and stop wasting time, Dre.” 

With a low chuckle, Andre walked towards Nicole and they both sighed in unison when his fat pipe thrust into her, spreading her wider the deeper he went. She gushed all over his shaft, lubricating it so much that it filled the air with squishing sounds. 

“C’mon, Dre, fuck me,” Nicole said hotly, grabbing Andre by the face to kiss him. 

Andre leaned over Nicole’s body and gave it his all like he wanted to pound the washing machine into the wall. Nicole’s left hand flew up to brace herself on the shelf above her head and some of the contents fell over her shoulders. Andre had her by the legs and thrust long and deep into her wet pussy. Nicole wrapped her fingers around his thick neck and moaned as loud as she could. The impact of her ass cheeks slapping against the edge of th washer stung like hell. 

“I’m in this pussy, baby?” Andre questioned with a deep grunt.

“Oooh!”

Andre would grunt louder every time her pussy squeezed him. He had her titties smacking her chin with every powerful thrust.

“This is what you want? You want me to bust open this fat pussy?” Andre hissed.

Her outer labia were so puffy.

“Dre! Dre I’m gonna cum!”

“Yeah?”

This is the hardest he’s ever fucked her. The way he drilled her pussy reminded her of…

“Got this pussy creaming, baby?”

“Yeah! Oh, yeah!”

“You sound so sexy…”

Andre had her legs shaking out of control. 

“Dre, cum, baby!”

“Damn, I gotta nut!!! Shit, Nicki—”

Andre twisted his hips and with a hunched back he pumped her deep a few more times before he retracted his hips and fisted his veiny shaft, shooting his load all over Nicole’s abdomen and the top of her pussy.

Way behind schedule, Andre and Nicole had finally arrived at her Aunt Latina’s home in Oakland. She’s an early retired Doctor who spends most of her time traveling with her new boyfriend. It’ll be interesting to see her mother; Natasha react to meeting her younger sister’s recent love interest. Andre found a parking space in front of the classic, well maintained, and loved traditional home in a great pocket of Woodland Hills. They could hear the oldies playing from the yard as they walked the trail hand-in-hand. 

Nicole could smell her father’s grilling and she couldn’t wait for Andre to try his brisket. As soon as they entered the backyard, the rapid-fire conversations ceased and everyone looked to see who else had arrived. Andre released Nicole’s hand just in time when her cousins, aunts, uncles, and family friends approached with their arms wide and smiles. She knew her parents couldn’t be too far and after all the hugs and kisses and necessary introductions, Nicole found Andre and led the way. She spotted her mom and dad by the grill, BBQ smoke swirling around them like a heavy fog. 

Russell and Natasha Thomas have been married for thirty years. There is no secret to the perfect marriage. Everybody has their ups and downs; they’ve had theirs. It’s hard work, but they made a commitment. For them, a spiritual foundation helps everything—marriage, work, and peace of mind. Russell is a retired school principal and Natasha is a professional seamstress with her own shop; she's also a vocalist and classically trained pianist. Russell and Natasha met each other in 1983 during a school fundraiser.

 Natasha was the second runner-up in the Miss Oakland Pageant and she was there to grant scholarships when she first laid eyes on her father. They kept stealing glances at each other, both nervous to approach the other. Finally, towards the end of the event, a mutual friend of theirs introduced them and they both exchanged numbers and began officially dating that summer. They purchased a home together in Oakland a year later and in 1989 Natasha was pregnant with Nicole. 

Russell started plating grilled burgers while Natasha sipped a wine cooler. Nicole tapped her mother on the shoulder and when she turned she pulled Nicole into a bear hug and squeezed. Andre chortled behind Nicole when she tried to release her mother. Russell stepped around his wife to give Nicole a kiss on the cheek and express how much he’d missed her. Nicole had both of her parents' features. Her father has the same almond-shaped eyes and deep brown skin and she has her mother’s smile with high cheekbones. 

Russell drew nearer to Andre and reached out his left hand that’s covered in charcoal dust. Andre shook his hand firmly and squared his shoulders. Nicole took her place next to Andre and wrapped an arm around his waist then rested a hand against his solid chest. Natasha waved hello to Andre and Nicole caught her jerking her thumb up and grinning. 

“Nicki told us all about you. She spoke so highly of you we had to meet you to see for ourselves,” Natasha said.

“Had to meet  you and see if you’re the right one for our daughter. I’m protective over her which is expected because this is my baby girl,” Russell scrutinized Andre, “Still gotta keep an eye on you.” 

“I know, and I won’t let you down,” Andre stated between Russell and Natasha, “Nicole is an amazing woman.”

“Better than amazing, our baby is out of this world,” Natasha exaggerated.

“Of course,” Andre agreed, “No other woman like her.” 

Nicole couldn’t help but blush at Andre’s words. She left him to continue a conversation with her father to say hello to everyone else. Her cousin Rita was glued to her hip, filling her in on how things are in Houston and how they need to catch up because it’s been far too long. Nicole helped herself to a watermelon slice and spiked lemonade. She found a shaded area in the yard to sit and she could see Andre chatting with her great uncles. 

“He’s handsome, Nicki,” Rita gave Andre a once-over, “How are you?”

“Good. Better. Taking a break to focus on my happiness.” She shared. 

“I’m just happy to see you back on your feet and surrounding yourself with healthy support. Auntie Tasha didn’t say much but she did tell me that the divorce was easy.”

“It was. We both moved on. I don’t know nor do I care to know how things are going with Arnelle.” 

Nicole took a bite of the slightly crunchy fruit and licked the sweet juices from her lips. She felt and looked good. The gym gave her curves some firmness and she developed more brain power. She feels all around strength from the inside out. Confident. Sexy. Mentally stable. Exercising has improved her mood and reduced her anxiety. She’s sanguine about everything going on in her life. 

Nicole divulged how she met Andre and tried to dodge any and all conversations regarding what happened in Cabo. Rita’s tawny eyes held mischief like she knew her cousin was keeping certain details away from her. Of course, she was. Nicole was lost in thought about Erik. After discovering his business card, she pondered about how they left things on the beach that night. He had kissed her and she pushed him away. She cried the entire flight home and blocked his number when he continued to call and text her. Ever since then, Nicole hadn’t unblocked him. 

“Uncle Russ likes him. That’s a big deal,” Rita glanced at Nicole, “But I’m getting the feeling that you’re not complete, cuzzo.” 

Nicole frowned, “What does that even mean?”

“It means that you like Andre but you’re not in love with Andre. This entire time while I’ve been talking, you’ve been sitting there deep in thought. Like you’re thinking about someone or something…”

“I’m okay. Where’s your mom?” Nicole questioned.

“She’s in the kitchen. Have you met her new man?”

Rita’s nose wrinkled and Nicole laughed.

“Yeah, he’s in love with Aunt Latina.”

“I’ll give it another two months and he’ll be out the door,” Rita joked, “And he’ll be replaced by the next man.” 

“Reminds me of someone,” Nicole smirked at her cousin.

“These men are disposable! I’m made for a real man.” 

Nicole nodded agreeably. 

“I’ve learned to forgive myself for the times I saw the red flags as a challenge, rather than a warning sign,” Nicole replied, “I want more. I deserve more.” 

“Did you find all of that in Andre?” Rita asked. 

“I think so,” Nicole hesitated, “Andre is such a great guy. He’s everything I ever wanted in a man. Everything I thought Arnelle was—”

Nicole pressed her lips shut and shook her head.

“I’ve set those boundaries, Rita. People need boundaries because the audacity is at an all-time high lately.” 

“Don’t tell me this fool is trying to stay in your life!”

“He called me like a month ago saying he misses me. I wasted too much time on him and his unresolved past. How do you want to start a family but cheat on me with your best friend's wife?”

Rita’s mouth fell open. 

“I’m sorry—I didn’t expect for all that to come out—”

“Why are you apologizing?”

“Because I’m supposed to be moving on. My future needs me. My past doesn’t.” 

“You sure about that,” Rita mumbled into her drink.

“Don’t start, Rita.”

“Okay, but can you blame me,” Rita lowers her voice, I’ve never met him and he seems like the right guy for you.” 

“So my mom did tell you everything?” 

“Well, your mom told my mom—anyway, you don’t want to talk to him?”

“Rita,” Nicole spoke calmly, “I can’t talk about this right now.” 

“Why not? It’s just me and you under this tent, girl.” 

“Peace of mind is the only thing I’m interested in right now,” Nicole informed Rita sassily. 

“You don’t seem like you’re at peace. You may think you are but I can tell that you’re trying.” Rita teased softly.

“Erik got his own shit going on right now. I can’t see myself going into that with everything I know.”

“I think you should at least call him. I’m not saying it has to be anything more than a call. I just don’t think it’s his fault. Arnelle and that chick are in the wrong for setting that entire thing up when they were both fucking around. Does your dad know?”

“…All he knows is that Arnelle cheated but I didn’t tell him everything. Of course, he knows who Erik is.”

Nicole watched Andre talk animatedly with a beer in his hand. She couldn’t think of one bad thing about him. Andre is a huge part of who she is now. She could see herself starting a life with him. So far, her family adores him and this is their first impression of him. Her father is hard to please and Nicole remembered how long it took for her father to come around to Arnelle. With Andre, it took less than five minutes and Russell is introducing Andre to everyone like he’s his son-in-law. 

Nicole decided to grab a plate when Aunt Latina came out with a big bowl of seafood salad. She sat with Andre and glimpsed him throwing down on her father’s barbecue. Andre caught her staring and gave her a kiss with some tongue in front of everyone. Nicole stared at him with a bewildered expression before smiling despite her shock of him tonguing her down. As sexy and bold as that was, she didn’t feel the expected butterflies at the pit of her stomach. All she could think about was whether or not unblocking Erik is the right decision.

“I love your family, Nicki.” 

“With all their craziness?”

“Yeah, it reminds me of my family.” 

Andre grabbed the plates wrapped with aluminum foil from his back seat while Nicole opened the front door. It was a lot later than she expected to be home so she would have to spend the rest of the evening packing for her flight out to Dubai in two days. Nicole wanted to go to Egypt first but one of her girlfriends is out of town and didn’t want to miss out on a chance to go. There are a total of three beautiful black women accompanying London, Brooklyn, and herself. 

“Is it okay if I sleep over tonight? Those cocktails your mother made for us finally crept up on me,” Andre said in a rasping tone. 

“Sure, I have to pack though, Dre.”

“For what?” Andre questioned. 

“Remember? I’m going to Dubai on a girls trip.”

“Oh, yeah…”

Nicole tossed her keys on her kitchen island and noticed the plates Andre was carrying are leaking to the floor.

“Shit—”

Nicole grabbed a few sheets of Brawny paper towels and placed them beneath the plates so they wouldn’t continue to soil the floor. 

“I’ll get the swiffer…”

“My bad, baby,” Andre said apologetically, “Here, I got it.” 

“You need to sit down and have some water, Sir,” Nicole said in a motherly way. 

“Yes, ma’am.” 

Andre opened the fridge and found a cold bottle of water. He took a seat at the kitchen island and watched Nicole clean the floor. 

“Baby…I need to talk to you.” 

Nicole detected uncertainty in Andre’s voice and it almost made her drop the mop. She stood propped up on the mop with her hip jutted out making her sundress flair at the waist. 

“Is everything okay?” Nicole asked softly. 

“…Come have a seat,” Andre patted the stool next to him.

“Andre, what is this about?” Nicole rested the mop against the counter and approached the stool before taking a seat. 

“Okay,” Andre sighed, “So, I’ve been thinking a lot lately and I plan to move back to North Carolina to start my business there. I already started putting things in motion sometime last year but it’s officially happening.”

“…when were you going to tell me this, Dre?”

“I—I didn’t want to say anything so soon I mean, I didn’t expect to meet you and fall in love with you, Nicki,” Andre said with a sense of guilt. 

“Andre, why are you telling me this now—”

“I didn’t expect to meet your amazing family. I was going to pack up and move back home but then you show up and knock me off my feet. I’ve never met a woman like you, Nicole. So what I want to know is…will you come with me back to North Carolina?”

Nicole’s jaw dropped. 

“Do you know what you’re asking me to do, Andre?” 

“Yes. I’ve been sure about it for a couple of months now.”

“…sure enough to think I would move to North Carolina with you?”

“Yes.”

Nicole stood up and wrapped her arms around herself. She looked at him with a piercing stare, trying to find any hint of a joke but he was dead serious. 

“Andre—Andre I don’t think you know what you’re asking me to do.”

Andre cocked his head to the side, “I love you, and I know you love me—”

“But I can’t just pick up and leave my life here to go with you back to North Carolina. I mean, this is still fresh for the both of us—”

“Nicki, you took me to meet your family. That’s a big step in our relationship.” 

Nicole let out a sigh of irritation, “Dre, I can come with you to meet your family but moving with you? After buying my own home? After kick starting my travel agency? After finally spending time with my friends and family?”

Andre raised from his seat, “I left my family and traveled, got more experience, and settled here because it made me the most money. I feel like I’m at a point in my life where I can go back to my hometown and settle down.” 

“Settle down? Woah,” Nicole’s eyes widened, “I just got out of a divorce. I don’t plan to settle down when it’s obvious that we’re in different places.”

“Different places? You said so yourself that you want to be with the right person the second time. Am I not that person?”

“This is getting heavy. We’ve been dating for almost three months now. I don’t think we’re even close to discussing marriage and…and…”

Nicole pinched the bridge of her nose. 

“Okay, okay. Why don’t you think about it? I’m sorry I never told you. I’m sorry, Nicki. I don’t want you to think that I’m trying to force things but I’m so sure about you. I’ve never been more sure.”

Nicole shook her head and looked away from Andre. 

“I honestly didn’t expect you to be so upset about this.”

“Andre, you kept this from me and then expect me to pack up and move with you? Of course, I’m upset.” 

“Okay,” Andre stroked his beard, “Why don’t I leave and we can talk about this more tomorrow?”

Nicole fiddled with her solid gold, round-cut diamond earring, unable to meet his eyes. How had it all fallen down so quickly? Is this a sign? A way of telling her that Andre is a great guy but not the one for her. Not her forever love? She hated the thought of that because he was everything she wanted in a man. Nicole rubbed her forehead and finally met  Andre’s whiskey-colored eyes. 

“Yeah, I think that’s a good idea,” Nicole said with a controlled smile, “We can talk more tomorrow.” 

“Tomorrow. Over lunch,” Andre said with firm persistence, “I really want you to think about it.” 

Andre studied Nicole’s blank expression before bending over to plant a kiss to her lips. She kissed him back before pulling away to stare at her feet. 

“I’ll see myself out…Night, Nicki.” 

“Goodnight,” Nicole uttered. 

Andre knocked his knuckles against the kitchen island with finality, hesitating for a second before grabbing his denim jacket and leaving Nicole alone in her kitchen. She waited until she could hear him leaving before she let her tears fall. 

Erik tugged at his shirt collar and loosened his tie after sitting in an hour-long meeting regarding preparations for his Dubai business trip. He was on his way to his car when an incoming call to his business phone slowed his footsteps. It was Doctor Lauren, Shaunice’s therapist calling him. His shoulders tensed before he quickly answered the call.

“Mr. Stevens. How are you?”

The audio range on the phone didn’t sound clear and Erik gathered that it had to do with the bad reception in the parking garage. 

“I’m good, Lauren. Did Shaunice tell you to call me?”

“No. I’m calling because I was wondering if you’d like to schedule one-on-one sessions? I told Shaunice that this would be a good idea.” 

“I’ll think about it. In the meantime, why don’t you ask your favorite client when she’s going to sign these divorce papers and the postnuptial agreement? It’s been a month now.”

“Mr. Stevens, that’s not very fair, is it? Think it over and get back to me when you’re available.” 

Erik gave a bitter laugh, “Yeah, I’ll do that.” 

He didn’t give Doctor Lauren a chance to say farewell. 

The drive to his hotel took an hour. He ordered his usual room service and planned to do some last-minute packing before his early flight in the morning. Erik was hoping for a night of rest. He hadn’t been able to ease his mind since touching down in Los Angeles a month ago. After Gwendolyn sent Shaunice tumbling to the ground, her mother, Audrey, called Erik and gave him an earful of threats. 

You allowed your mother to hit my daughter?!

You’re gonna get yours, Erik! 

My daughter will take everything you have! 

If you think you’ve won, you’re sadly mistaken!

Not once did she mention anything about her oldest daughter coming on to him. Audrey is only concerned with what the men in her daughter's life can bring to the table. Cianté was prepared to come to Cali with Erik to keep an eye on Shaunice if she tried anything like vandalizing his cars or showing up to his place of business to pick a fight. Erik assured his sister that if he really needed her he would book her a flight that day. Cianté loves a good fight. If you’re messing with the people she loves, then she’ll do worse than slap you. He knew his sister wanted to jump on Shaunice but Erik calmed her down enough. 

After a long, hot shower, he fixed himself a bourbon lemonade and finished packing. Traveling for work has its ups and downs. Usually, Erik enjoyed getting away, but right now with all that’s happening in his complicated life, he wasn’t looking forward to it. The payment he received to travel didn’t even lift his spirits. To be a frequent traveler as an architect, you will need to be very skilled, be willing to travel, be familiar with the local languages, and work for an international or national firm that can fund those projects. Erik has all those things. 

He had just finished packing his second suitcase when he received a notification from his social media. Turning to his phone, Erik gave the device a quick sweep with his eyes and just when he was prepared to walk away he backtracked and snatched up his phone. Erik fell back against his bed and simply stared at his phone screen. Claudia sent Erik a direct message and before he could talk himself out of it he opened his messages and was greeted with pussy. From the picture, Claudia is at work, at her cubicle, her pencil skirt hiked up her meaty thighs, and right in between is her bald pussy. 

It was great catching up with you. Hope to see you again soon. We miss you. 

Erik frowned before deleting the message. He wouldn’t allow himself to be tempted. The meet-up wasn’t even planned. Erik decided to kick back with his old college friends for a bit and was left out of the loop about Claudia showing up. Everyone knew that they had messed around back in college, so Erik knew that his friends had invited her to see if he’d give in and see if that puss still gripped. Claudia clung to him all night, going down memory lane about their Howard days... 

“Your wife showed up last night. And you didn’t. Why is that?”

“Why are you always inserting yourself in other people's shit, Claudia?”

“I was hoping to see the happily married couple together.”

“And what would that have done for you, huh?”

“Give me more of a reason to envy her.” 

Erik shook his head, “After all these years, you still hung up over that? You had your own thing going on, Claudia.”

“But I was willing to give it all up and be with you. I just don’t understand why you settled for a woman like her.”

Erik raked his fingers through his locs and got up from his hotel bed. With his phone in hand, Erik strolled out into the lounge area and turned on the television for background noise. He placed his half-eaten stuffed chicken with scalloped potatoes in the microwave before continuing his phone cleanse and deleting all photos with him and Shaunice. He’d just made it to the photos in Cabo when he came across an off-guard candid moment of Nicole taking a big bite out of her street corn. Erik chuckled at her face before his expression hardened. This was right before it all went wrong. 

Three cocktails in, Erik started feeling himself. Feeling hopeful. He hadn’t given up on getting in touch with Nicole. Every day he had more hope that she would answer his text or phone call. The later it became, Erik knew he had to go to bed soon. He couldn’t afford to wake up a minute late and miss his flight. He cleared up his mess and went back to his room where he turned off all the lights and left his curtains open so the artificial luminance of the city could flood his room. Naked from the waist up, Erik placed his phone on the charger, and before going to sleep, he sent Nicole another text message. 

Erik:I miss you, Nik. 

 If only he knew that she’d read his text. 

Erik had little time the next morning. He woke up at 5 am, took a brisk shower, dressed down in a Nike fleece set in beige, and filled his North Face backpack with electronics. He had to meet his team outside of LAX to fly out in a private jet to Dubai. He didn’t check his personal phone for missed calls or texts when he left in his truck. The light traffic had him arrive ahead of schedule and they took off a little after 6 am. Erik placed both of his phones on airplane mode and played around with some 3D sketches in his Sharpr3D app on his iPad Pro. 

He indulged himself in drinking vodka lemonades, listening to music, illustrating, and taking long naps. The fifteen hours came and went and they landed at Dubai International Airport at 10:45 pm American time but 7:45 am Dubai time. A personal shuttle awaited them and transported them to the Bulgari Resort Dubai. Erik usually stayed at the Bulgari because the hospitality was beyond amazing. His Arabic is a little rusty but he’s the only architect among his team that could translate if needed. When they arrived, Erik had one idea in mind: shower and sleep in before his introductory meeting. 

Skyline-altering skyrise the Bulgari Resort Dubai is not: no building is more than four stories tall, allowing rooms and suites to spread out luxuriously along the private beach that fronts Jumeirah Bay—each with its own balcony, soaking tub, and walk-in closet. Decadence is found at every turn, from the spa’s gold-tile indoor pool and vitality pools to the yacht club—a Bulgari first—complete with its own members’ lounge and 50-slip harbor.

Erik chose a deluxe beach view room. He can enjoy glorious vistas of the resort’s sandy beach. With the beach right on the doorstep, these rooms, each with a private balcony, are the perfect place to admire the resort surroundings. He took a shower, moisturized, and unpacked a little for the evening. Erik ordered a small breakfast from room service and ate his food on the balcony while looking over his presentation to make sure everything looked good. While his work team went out for breakfast and a little play time, Erik relaxed his mind for a bit and even took advantage of the hotel gymnasium. 

Erik couldn’t breathe any relaxed air until the meeting was over. 

Later that day, sitting on his balcony in a robe, Erik combed over a welcome email sent to him from clients in Dubai. Still, he hadn’t checked his personal phone. 

Brain on work mode, Erik prepared his illustrations and 3D models for presentation. Erik was told that if the clients liked his design, he would expect three million dollars and his team half a million. Erik could only think in three-hour units of time while in Dubai. Any future thoughts of Nicole or what waited for him back in LA could not be entertained. Grind mode meant staying focused while completing the immediate task. Compartmentalize. Stay alert. Impress his clients. Go home with more money in his bank account. 

Stress ate at him.

He was curt with his team and spent most of his time going over his work instead of taking pictures and planning to visit Dubai’s premium Red Dunes. He would spend most of his day holed up in his hotel if he had to. Maybe he could let loose on day three. All he wanted was to secure the wealthy clients and get the fuck out of Dubai. He liked his alcohol collection and made plans to enjoy it when he got back. Erik dressed in a charcoal grey suit with a black button-down and black loafers. He accessorized with a stainless steel Bulova watch and lightly spritzed his chest with a patchouli fragrance. 

Erik received a text on his business phone from a fellow architect on his team, Jim, that they were heading to the lobby. 

“Shit,” Erik checked his pockets and left the suite. In the lobby, Erik spots his work team talking excitedly and loosely. 

“You look sharp, Stevens,” Jim said.

“And you look drunk. You need to sober up.” 

Jim studied Erik’s face and saw no hints of amusement. 

“It’s all good, man,” Jim assured with his glacial blue eyes on him, “Why wouldn’t these bastards choose our team for the job?”

“First impression is everything, Jim. It’s one thing to have virtual meetings, it’s another to be face to face.”

“The liquor is good, man. Couldn’t help myself.” 

Erik gritted his teeth.

“That’s the risk you’re willing to take?”

“Gotta take risks sometimes, right?”

Jim laughed and pat Erik on the shoulder. 

“I’m kidding, I’ll be fine.”

Erik did his best to keep his face neutral. 

They all climbed into their personal shuttle and headed for the Business Centre located within the Burlington Tower. It provides stylishly designed conference rooms with state of the art technology and no distractions from a hotel or restaurant. Everything needed to be in perfect balance for the presentation to reach its greatest potential. 

It took almost thirty minutes to arrive. There were about five finely dressed men wearing turbans standing in front of the building with briefcases. All except one of the men wore a Keffiyeh and robes with glasses. The wind caused His robes to billow around him. It was indeed fairly windy. Erik took the lead with his team trailing behind, shaking each of their right hands firmly. 

“Hello…Hello…Hello…”

They bowed their heads and smiled.

Everyone else shook hands before the five men began to enter the building. They bypassed a grand acrylic fountain with lights before making it to the elevators. The ride up was silent and when the doors opened up they were met with stunning views of Dubai through the ceiling to floor windows and a long, sleek, black conference table and matching black chairs. Everyone took their seats and one of the men controlled the lighting in the room with a remote on the table. There is a large projector screen at the head of the table and even a podium to speak. 

“We’re happy to finally do business in person, Mr. Stevens.”

“Same as well. Should we get started?” Erik said with determination. 

“As long as we have you on our team, we’ll be rich.” 

They all clinked glasses and drank the contents quickly. After the success with the Dubai clients, Erik was able to unravel some tension and celebrate. Erik was already comfortable with his funds, but the Dubai job rewarded him magnanimously with more. For the first time in weeks, he was feeling breezy. He landed another big job that to him was an exciting art project and could now chill for a couple of months before he had to get started. His training to become an Extreme Architect will end sometime in the summer and he was looking forward to spending more time away from work. 

His hearty laughter caught the eyes of women and he didn’t hesitate to meet their lingering gaze. He enjoyed the staring game because truthfully he misssd being around a woman. While spectators might be charmed by the belly dancers performing under the arc lights, tapping their feet to the rhythmic sound of the tambourine, Erik imagined himself lining up his tip with some wet puss and pushing in. The liquor didn’t stop his wood from beefing up. He had to take off his suit jacket and place it in his lap to hide his erection. 

Go relieve some stress

“I’m beat, I’ll see y’all in the morning for that tour.” 

Erik knocked back the rest of his drink and got up to leave. He smoothed past a Brazilian belly dancer wearing an aquamarine bra, skirt, and hip scarf set with crystals and rhinestones. She moved her hips against him skillfully and Erik let her have a little fun before he tipped her well. She blew him a kiss and walked away with an exaggerated switch in her hips. 

Back in his hotel room, Erik undressed and slipped into a pair of ball shorts with a white beater. He plugged up his electronics to charge and retrieved his personal phone to answer any messages. When he switched off airplane mode, a flood of notifications came through. Gwendolyn asked if he’d made it safely, his lawyers wanted to know how things were going with the divorce papers, Shaunice did her usual begging, and then there was one other text that had Erik’s jaw slack. 

“She unblocked me.” 

He could hear the sound of Nicole’s tender voice as he read her message. He read it over and over. A flush crept up his neck and face and he could feel his stomach tightening with anxiousness. A new message suddenly popped up and he stood up from his bed to read it. 

Nik: How have you been? 

Erik: Nicole ❤️ damn I missed you so much girl. I’ve been good, how are things with you, Nik?

He wanted to see her round face and hear her sultry voice. She hadn’t replied so he sent her another text.

Erik: I hope you’re not still mad at me. 

His eyes gazed down at his phone as he paced his room. She didn’t even know the kind of hold she had on him after all this time. This was the first step to reconnecting with her. Hopefully start a relationship with her. What is she doing right now? Probably asleep. She can’t just send him a text back and not respond. Erik groaned loudly and fell back against his bed. 

This woman. 

“C’mon girl,” Erik growled. 

Erik: when can I see you? 

For her very first trip through her travel agency, everything was going as planned. There will be three more women waiting for them in Dubai. Gianna, Serenity, and Ximena. All three women are from Denver. Nicole made sure to speak with the ladies beforehand to get to know them more. All three of them checked out and there was no concern. The Dubai round trip plus hotel only required a little over eight hundred dollars per person. There will be two ladies in a room at Atlantis, the Palm.

 The mega-resort may have adopted the scale and title of its Bahamas counterpart, but its lavishness far exceeds anything you’d find in the Caribbean. We’re talking next-level amenities—a 42-acre water park, a giant aquarium filled with some 65,000 sea creatures, a shopping mall exclusively stocking designer brands—and drama, drama everywhere, from the sky-high lobby with its fish-scale-chiseled columns and wraparound mural to the sheer range of guest rooms, including Underwater Suites whose windows look directly into the aquarium. 

They have a four-night stay and a list of activities to tackle. Nicole and her best friends London, and Brooklyn settled into first-class for their fifteen-hour flight from LAX. Nicole planned to spend that time listening to audiobooks and getting wine drunk. After settling in her comfy window seat, Nicole checked her phone for the thousandth time to see if he’d responded. Still, he hadn’t even read her text message, so she placed it on airplane mode. She couldn’t call him and she didn’t have the courage to do it before. Nicole didn’t even know why she’d done it—well, she did know why but she didn’t want to admit it. 

After Andre dropped that bomb on her with the help of liquid courage, Nicole wanted to end things right there but she couldn’t bring herself to do that. The next afternoon, Nicole met up with Andre for lunch and they talked. He was still very persistent in her moving with him. What would life be like for her in North Carolina with Andre? She would be with a man who treats her with adoration. But truthfully, she wouldn’t be happy.  Nicole wanted true happiness. She grabbed Andre by the hand and told him she couldn’t do it. He was stumped by her request, his hurt so clear on his handsome face. 

“Dre, I’m sorry. I can’t go with you. I love my life here. I’ll always have love for you, but this I can’t do.”

To say those words, Nicole felt the corners of her eyes prickle, and not too long after that, tears blurred her vision. Andre kept his head down but he didn’t let go of her hand. He clung to her a bit longer before standing and pulling her into a hug. When he released her, his eyes were shiny and Nicole reached up to wipe a single tear from his cheek. Andre kissed her hand and stared at her with nothing but love. For a second, Nicole wondered if she was making the right decision. 

Just for a second. 

“You should’ve told me your plans, Andre,” Nicole spoke with a tremble.

“And what would that do? Would you come with me? Leave LA behind and start a life with me?”

“Probably not. I’m sorry.” 

Andre kissed Nicole with all his might, gaining the attention of patrons. She didn’t expect things to become so emotional in public. Nicole loved Andre for all that he is but she wanted more. She finally accepted that a life with him wasn’t the life she truly desires. There had to be more. So much more. But she would always cherish his love. He didn’t hesitate to tell her that if she ever changed her mind, he’ll be waiting. 

After that bittersweet farewell, Nicole went home and cleaned up before her trip. That night while sitting on her sofa with a throw pillow between her legs, Nicole sipped her red wine and did the one thing she said she wouldn’t do. 

She unblocked Erik’s number. 

For an hour she struggled with what to say to him, she even blocked his number again a few times. While Sex and the City played in the background, Nicole bit down on her acrylic nail and fidgeted. When the inward battle became too much to handle, Nicole tossed her phone and it landed in the corner of the sofa, the screen light fading to black. She palmed her face and groaned loudly before laughing at how ridiculous she was being. What happened to your bravery, Nik? That sent her back down memory lane at Erik’s words the first night in Cabo.

“…And you want this fucking dick...talking all that shit like you bold that’s that liquor helping your ass out..ain't gon’ lie I really really wanna put this dick in you, so so bad, but you won’t let that happen, scared as fuck.” 

And when she finally admitted to being scared... 

“I want to, Erik...I’m scared.”

“…I already knew all of that. But, you ain’t gotta be scared with me, I’ll handle that body right each and every time.”

And he did just that and more. That was the most fun she’d ever had in a long time with a man. Nicole became bashful. She wanted to feel his pillowy-soft lips kiss her over and over. His strong arms circling her and whispering how good she felt in his embrace. After eating fancy meals they took turns preparing, they could have freak nasty sex all over the bed for hours and hours. Erik would promise to take her all over the world with him, have their own getaway filled with nothing but romance. 

Nicole was pulled from her imagination when her phone vibrated. She extended a hand and grabbed her phone to check. Red wine sloshed over the rim of her wine glass and landed on her ivory lounge dress. Nicole’s stomach clenched into a hard ball and she pressed a hand against her chest. With a sudden audible inhalation through her mouth, Nicole finally gained enough composure to read the text. 

Erik: I miss you, Nik. 

Nicole straightened the wrinkles across her forehead. What are the odds? She’s thinking about him and he texts her. She would probably lose her breath if he’d flooded her with messages. Nicole sat for a few minutes staring at his text and concluded that he probably didn’t expect her to respond. It is pretty late. Nicole stretched forward and sat her glass on a coaster before rising from the couch. She paced around her living room, chewing on her lip. She typed a reply quickly and pressed her phone against her chest.

Nicole: I miss you too, Erik…

“You’re thinking way too hard over there, girl.” London exposed.

Nicole let out a harsh breath before a furtive smile spread across her lips. 

“I’m just thinking about Andre.”

“Why?“ Brooklyn questioned. 

“Because of how things ended. I’m wondering if I made the right choice.” 

“Well, I think you did. Andre is a great guy but we both know you didn’t expect it to last.” London remarked. 

“Does this have to do with Erik?”

 Brooklyn smiled. 

Nicole drew her lower lip into her mouth and brought her sunglasses down to cover her eyes. 

“Did you talk to him?” 

Nicole continued to nibble on her bottom lip. 

“What did he say, Nicki?” 

“Let’s talk about what we’re going to do when we get to Dubai,” Nicole said with a small panicky voice, “sandboarding would be so fun.”

“…andddddd so would reuniting with Erik.” London teased.

Nicole caved. 

“He sent me a text.” 

Brooklyn and London shared a look.

“I unblocked him and he sent a text saying how much he misses me.” 

“Can I say something?” Brooklyn asked.

Nicole replied with a shrug. 

“Isn’t he still married to that bitch? Do you really want to get involved in that?”

“You’re right,” Nicole replied with a nod of her head. 

“So wouldn’t it be best if he handled that first? Think about how messy that would be to start a relationship with him while he’s still married.”

“Brooklyn, I fucked him while he was married.”

“And look what happened,” Brooklyn said with mock astonishment. 

“Listen, why is my complicated love life so important to y’all hoes? I’m not talking about this for the entire flight.”

Nicole huffed. London smirked to herself and Brooklyn chuckled. 

“I mean, it’s not like he replied to my text.”

“…what did you say?”

“That I miss him,” Nicole sighed.

“Isn’t he like, a busy guy?” London said. 

“Or maybe his wife confiscated his phone,” Brooklyn joked. 

“Alright enough of this.”

Nicole placed her AirPods in her ears and browsed her Audible library for a good thriller and suspense audiobook. 

Feeling jet-lagged, It took them a while to find the other three ladies but when they did they discovered the shuttle service for their hotel and arrived at Atlantis, The Palm. Nestled between the calm turquoise waters of the Arabian Gulf and the majestic Dubai skyline, Atlantis The Palm is the crown of the world-famous Palm island in Dubai. They each have a Signature Suite with bedroom views of an aquarium filled with 65,000 marine animals. They can soak up the sun in one of the suite’s five balconies or in the outdoor private jacuzzi, with near panoramic views of the gleaming Arabian Sea, Iconic Palm Island, and shimmering Dubai skyline. Nicole and London said goodbye for now to the other ladies while they unpacked, freshened up, and got some rest. It was 1:30 pm Dubai time when they finished settling in. London immediately put on her sleep mask and snuggled beneath the sheets. 

The blue hue of the dreamy aquarium made it hard for Nicole to drift away. She took pictures of the room and all its features while also taking selfies of herself for her social media. The first thing she wanted to do was have dinner at the Seafire Steakhouse And Bar. Tomorrow would consist of beach fun and exploring the resort a little more since there are so many things to do here. Nicole sent her mother and father a text making them aware that she was safe. She sent them a few pictures for them to marvel over. After taking a short nap, Nicole could hear London in the lounge area. She found her talking with someone from housekeeping while relaxing on one of the many sofas. With gold tones and elegance, it was the perfect relaxation spot to indulge in daily continental breakfast, afternoon tea, and evening drinks.

“Girl, can we just pick up and move here? It's so beautiful!” London exclaimed.

Nicole ignored London’s words with her eyes glued to her phone. 

“I’m not even gonna ask what you’re doing, Nicki.”

Nicole pondered over what to say. She didn’t want to seem desperate but waiting for a reply from him made her impatient. 

Nicole: How have you been?

Nicole couldn’t quite figure out the sensation creeping over her. She couldn’t shake the thought of Shaunice getting him whenever she pleased. She is his wife after all. All his muscles, His lips, his skilled hands, his face buried between her legs. The thought irked her more and more, and she had to realize that Erik will never truly be hers as long as Shaunice is in his life. Nicole snorted before rolling her eyes. The last thing she wanted to do was get caught up with him. Yes, she did promise to meet up with him after Cabo. She wasn’t thinking rationally. Too dickmatized and spoiled with his lovin’ to think clearly. She squirmed in her spot on the couch and the pressure of her thighs created friction on the slick nub of her clit. 

“Let’s get fucked up tonight. I need a good time,” Nicole uttered.

She won’t allow herself to be that woman to comfort him when his wife is acting up. 

“That’s more like it! Forget everything else, let's make the most of this trip!”

Her limbs and torso felt abandoned by something it never had before. Probably never would. She might spend the rest of her life comparing the sex with Erik to whomever she ended up with in life. She couldn’t stand the way he made her feel. The picture of his face with those dimples flashing only made her roll her eyes. 

Don’t be stupid, Nicole. 

Just say it. Say you love him…

 But what’s the point? Why confess her feelings now? One, he’s still married as far as she knows. Two, he could never truly love her. Not in that way. Never. Ever. Damn her memories of him. 

Maybe we can find you a boyfriend here in Dubai,” London said with a smirk. 

“Don’t,” Nicole said with a roll of her eyes. 

“They’ll spoil you!” 

“Don’t you dare even think about it, London,” Nicole said glaring at London and she laughed. 

“Of course not, because no other man will take Erik’s place.”

Nicole smiled a bit. 

“You make me sick, London.”

The following day consisted of a long and rather unnecessary tour of Dubai. Erik had already seen most of the buildings on his past trips so he lingered behind and asked questions just to feel as if he were engaging. The only thing he was concerned with was texting Nicole. He woke up and before doing his daily meditation and stretching, he checked his phone and found a reply from Nicole 

Nik: I’m doing great. 

Nik: I can’t stay mad at you. That’s my problem.

Erik: It doesn't have to be a problem. 

Nik: It is when you’re trying to move on. 

“Stevens!”

Erik’s eyes shut up to meet everyone. He slipped his phone in his back pocket and walked faster.

Dubai monuments muse on the architectural and historical heritage of the city. Unlike most of the other admired cities in the world, Dubai not only takes pride in the ancient construction of monuments. Many of the city’s monumental masterpieces were built in recent years with contemporary architecture prototypes.

“Dinner tonight. It’s a suit and tie affair. This tour is about to rap up so that should give us plenty of time to head back and get prepared. Tomorrow, I want to have some real fun! We gotta make the most of it man before we go back home.”

“What do you have in mind?” Erik asked

“Clubbing. See what the nightlife is all about.”

“I’m not tryna drag your ass out of a club, Jim.”

Jim laughed, “Loosen up, Erik.”

“Nah, let one of them keep an eye on you.”

Erik’s phone vibrated and he grabbed it quickly.

Nik: I’ve been trying but I can’t get you off my mind. Maybe it’s best if I do. But it’s so hard. 

Erik: I can never get you off my mind, Nik. I’m sorry for the way shit popped off in Cabo. I wish I would have been honest with you. Maybe the hurt would be much less.

He was relieved that the tour had finally ended but he did thank them for their kindness. The clients were very excited and seeing green. They made it back to the hotel a little after 5 pm and Erik couldn’t hide his growling stomach noises any longer.

All he wanted to do was eat a good meal and hopefully return to his room to talk to Nicole over the phone. He needed to hear her voice so fucking bad. He asked her if they could talk a little later but she hadn’t replied. The sooner he could be done socializing, the quicker he could be alone. Finally in his hotel room, Erik prepared himself for the evening and decided on something flashy to wear. No need in letting all his hood suits go to waste. 

Erik found a velour satin lapel single breasted suit in black that he gifted himself. It was way too expensive but he looked damn good in it. It took him a second to fix the kelvin knot for his black tie, and he had a fresh line up that he did on his own. They decided on Nobu for dinner and it’s located at the Atlantis Hotel. The best Japanese style food with an Arabian twist. Getting there early was best since Dubai nightlife can get a little crazy. Doused in Y Le Parfum; a sensual and intoxicating scent, Erik joined the others for a good meal and decent drinks. 

He had to pregame before he left because he wouldn’t have been able to tolerate the ride over. Whenever someone tried to spark conversation with him, his eyes would drift to his phone and they would get the hint that he didn’t want to be bothered. Finally arriving, their chauffeur informed them that they will be waiting and Erik tipped him for his service. They already had a section of the restaurant reserved and thank god they came when they did because it was jam packed like sardines. Erik could hardly hear himself think with all the loud chatter and commotion. 

This was going to be a long night.

“When I'm in love, I want to be as physically close as possible. I want to be zipped up in one jacket. I want to be underneath my partner's skin. I want to crawl inside their body and squeeze them so tight we become one. I want them cuddling me all night and I want to smell them 24/7”

“Bitchhhhhhhh!” Brooklyn exclaimed, “You are drunk!”

Nicole giggled, “No I am NOT. I’m just speaking facts.”

Their first full day in Dubai was absolutely perfect. The ladies spent most of the time in the city doing some shopping and trying different food. Returning to their hotel, they explored the underwater aquarium at their resort for a while before having a late lunch on the balcony in London and Nicole’s room. Between running around all day and stuffing her face, Nicole had been texting Erik on and off.

 He didn’t disclose much about his life lately and neither did she. She had no interest in talking about Andre or her divorce. She knew Erik didn’t want to discuss his toxic relationship. It felt awkward. Like there are unresolved issues between them. Like they’re walking on hot coal around each other. Her usual extroverted ways with Erik seemed to dissipate. 

Of course they all decided to go out for dinner. This gave Nicole a reason to wear something sexy and colorful to match the vibrancy of Dubai. She decided on a multi-colored mini dress that’s backless and fitting to her curves. She paired it with a white Chanel shoulder back and strappy orange heeled sandals. The other ladies mostly wore darker colors but all of them wore a full face of makeup. Brooklyn begged them to go to Nobu and Nicole had never been to one so she agreed. 

Their waitress kept them loaded with tasty cocktails that made them giggle and talk loudly. They talked about sex, took pictures, and even danced in their seats. The menu was full of so many things that she wanted to try and since she couldn’t make up her mind they ordered multiple appetizers. 

“Tomorrow we should definitely go sandboarding. And go early too,” Ximena said.

“That’s if I can get out of bed,” Nicole drawled.

“I’m so hype I don’t think I’ll be able to go to sleep,” Brooklyn said.

“Just flick your bean it’ll help,” Serenity said with a wink.

“Wait,” Nicole pointed between Brooklyn and Serenity, “Are you two like…feeling each other?”

Brooklyn’s golden skin flushed and her cheeks turned pink. Serenity’s mouth fell open but no sound came out. 

“Oooh, shit!” Gianna hollered. 

“Let me sip my drink,” London chuckled. 

“I need to pee, I’ll be back.” 

Nicole got up and left the table in search of the bathroom. She caught a familiar scent that wafted her nose as she squeezed between people at the bar and almost twisted her ankle to see the man that smelled oh so good. When she did, her mouth went dry and she felt her stomach flutter and tighten with excited nerves. Her mind raced as the recognition of his hair, the shape of his back in that suit, and biceps strong enough to do arm curls with her body blessed her eyes. 

Perhaps it was the drinks playing tricks on her mind but the more he faded away into the crowd, the clearer it became that it was him. She was paralyzed with shock. His cologne stirred up her senses, reminding her of how he smelled. Her fingers reached out as if he were centimeters away. He was in Dubai. How wild is it that he’s in Dubai? Frazzled, Nicole swallowed spit and called to him with a small voice but the restaurant seemed to have gone silent. He stopped abruptly and when he turned to look at her, she could see the recognition in his eyes. 

“Nik?” He declared with round eyes. 

Nicole didn’t know what came over her, but she made a beeline for the bathroom. 

Seeing this fine ass nigga almost made her piss herself. 

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Okay yall, I can confidently say this now:

BREAKAWAY UPDATE TOMORROW!!!

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The strange thing about seeing Nicole for the first time in months is that it felt like nine years had gone by. She looked totally different, just for a second, a split second, and then she looked at him the way she always has, as if no time has passed between them.

That was before she turned away and flounced out.

The area around him became too claustrophobic and he impatiently pushed his way through the growing crowd to get to her. The harsh request to get the fuck out of his way slipped past the curl of his top lip as he drew closer to the restrooms. A few vibrant women brushed past him laughing and flipping their hair when he found the frosted glass door labeled womens in gold. He stood there contemplating with a deep crease in his brow before pushing the door forward and entering…

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🖊

Nicole has a big heart. Things have changed from Cabo to now but she was always known for being there for everyone else and their problems, putting her own issues aside. She’s a lover, looking for that perfect guy, so hung up on wanting the relationship that will be forever instead of temporary. She’d had so many failed relationships. Cheaters. liars. And the scary thing is, she actually thought she found infinity in Arnelle. Truth is, he has his own unresolved past to deal with. It hurts when you try to give your love to someone and that love is for someone else.

And here comes this arrogant bastard to make her see reason. To make her see that the marriage she’s currently in isn’t where she should be. To see that she’s more than just a shoulder to cry on, or someone to vent to. She can open up and pore all her emotions out that are so bottled up. Now that she’s free, she’s come to realize that she’s special, that her feelings come first, that she should do for herself first because screw making sure everyone else is straight.

Quit that job.

Buy that house.

Travel the world.

Have good sex.

Do for Nicole.

Leave the toxic past in the PAST.

But that small part of her couldn’t leave him in the past with everything else. He was there for her when her husband wasn’t and she didn’t even ask for it. When was the last time someone did that besides her mother? He’s been there this whole time? Her forever lover?

Not only is it time for her to breakthrough what’s holding her back from being the best version of herself, she needs to breakaway from being so scared to go for what she really wants. And she doesn’t want to lose him again, that’s for sure.

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Nicole and Erik’s private getaway mood board ✨✨✨

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So I got caught up on Breakaway & listen.. 😮‍💨 Ms. Nik having allll the fun huh? Damn. I think her & Erik are soulmate level compatible, and with all that back breaking.. mamas getting pregnant pregnant. 🤰🏾

Shaunice need to come to her senses and pack it up. It’s weird, her words say she only w/Eric for the money, power couple aesthetic, and lifestyle but them actions say baby girl in looove. Which is wild, because the white man got the money, can provide the aesthetic lifestyle she’s looking for and they can be that power couple she’s been wanting to be a part of. She has everything she saying she wants in that man…but she still on Erik. Don’t make no sense cause she can’t take pipe from E. but can go rounds with the white man.

I hope that postnuptial agreement & divorce papers gets signed and E gets freed from her clutches. But alsoooo idt think this would go in Shaunice’s favor if she tries to get gully because she’s put her hands on him multiple times, once in front of his family sooooo he could drag her through the mud in court if she tries going that route.

Good job ma’am, bravo. 💐💐

Thanks for reading and reviewing 😭😭❤️❤️❤️

Yes Erik and Nik are definitely on soulmate level for sure! At this point we all know she’s gonna be 🤰🏾because damn he was jetting load after load in her! Lmaooooo.

Shaunice wants to have her cake and eat it too. She confuses love with really wanting him for his status which is what her momma taught her. She’s a whore for attention too which is why she did what she did with Arnelle. He’s always been there to pick up the pieces and to listen to her and be a shoulder to cry on. She doesn’t see him as anything more than that but she knows that she has him wrapped around her finger because of how much he loves her. Corey wasn’t always a big money guy, he was a broke college boy who had a dream of being a UFC fighter. He was juggling jobs just to survive and his mom was out of a job too.

So Shaunice’s mom interferes in that relationship and basically convinced Sha to leave him because he’s “broke and not worthy of you.” So even though she loved Corey, her selfish no good ass listening to her mom she left him. Feeling like he would slow her down on her goals (wealth, status, etc). Now he’s this rich, athlete and she’s gonna notice that she fucked up! Erik was the total package for her. It’s also a competition with her sister. She has a lot of issues lol. Definitely her mothers child. But she was groomed that way unfortunately. Sha does have deep feelings for Erik, but somewhere within their marriage, that ended? Like she has love for him but not really IN LOVE with him anymore. But letting go of him is like letting go of “what she feels like she earned.” Which is so fucked up! And she wants to depend on a man too.

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Breakaway Drabble

After days of meeting with clients, develop reports and drawings, working with other architects and engineers, and visiting construction sites to ensure that clients' objectives are met and to review the progress of projects, Erik Stevens decided to spend his evening on the sand in West Palm Beach, Florida. He’s staying at the EAU Palm Beach Resort and Spa with his Architect Assistant, Chloe. She’s a bright young girl that attended MIT, aspiring one day to travel to places like Haiti to build better living conditions for the people there. Erik is happy to get rid of her for the night. It’s not that he doesn’t particularly enjoy her company, it’s more so that she can talk for hours and ask a hoard of questions.

Erik needed to rest his brain and reflect. So much is going on. His new offer to be an Extreme Architect will fill up the little free time he has to himself. Anything to get away from his estranged wife. With a bottle of 1942, Erik walks barefoot from the hotel, dressed in a plain white hoodie and vintage Chicago Bulls ball shorts. He finds a spot where others didn’t stick around. All he wanted to hear was the sound of the waves crashing the shore. As he sat on the soft, grainy sand, he takes his phone out of his hoodie pocket, typing in the code to unlock it.

Clicking on his notes app, Erik decided to make a new entry. He watched the type line blink in and out of focus before taking a sip from his bottle. After clearing his throat, Erik begins to type out his feelings. His toes dug deeper into the sand the more his speedy fingers clicked away on his keyboard. A few times, he had to correct his spelling. His emotions are all over the place. Should he call her? Tell her how he feels? Beg for forgiveness? He has a full entry now. Erik reads everything word for word. The only way he can get his feelings out….

Nik. Nicki. Nicole. I miss you. I’ve been reflecting a lot lately since the last time I spoke to you. It still leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. Knowing you hate me. How did it all go bad so fast? I’m at the beach right now. It’s getting late, it got me thinking of that evening stroll we took after dinner. I can still feel your soft hand in mine. I crack a smile whenever I recall your scream thinking a baby shark washed up on shore. In that moment, I wanted to pick you up and carry you over there, feel you wiggle and shout my name with that sweet lilt. This shit is driving me crazy. Chocolate-coated Piece of Perfection. Will things ever get better between me and you? I’m not sure what’s going on in your life right now but I hope that you left that nigga. What’s going on in my life right now? Well. It’s complicated. I want to divorce Shaunice, but at the same time I know that it won’t be easy. A part of me wants to see you move on and find someone that makes you happy, but then the selfish person I can be wants you all to myself. How’s therapy? I want to comfort you. I want to kiss you all over and let you know that everything will be okay. I love you. I should have said that to you. I’m a fucking coward. I love you, Nik.

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Erik’s luxury apartment/ penthouse in Couples Getaway ✨✨

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Soon to come…

Breakaway Chapter 2

Nicole has an opportunity of a lifetime! Thanks to one of her model friends ☺️

Nicole and Andre are still going strong! Fitness sessions turning into steamy sex and hopefully a possible boyfriend?

Erik Stevens goes out of town to visit his dad and step mom. He vents to them about what has been going on in his marriage.

Sadly, an unwelcome visitor shows up to fight for him, what will Erik do?

Meanwhile, Sha runs into an old fling and first time love from college.

What will happen next?

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Bihhhh, Nik and Eric FINALLY reunited but in Dubai!!!! How could you leave us on the edge of our seats like that 😫!? I wanted to know both of their expressions/reactions and for Nik to finally know E doesn’t care nor want his soon to be ex, it would’ve been surreal for both

Omg I’m sorry I left y’all like that 😭😭😭😭😭

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Okay! So I’m not finished writing CG but I want to know what you guys would like to see in the update! Ex: Nicole’s current life, what’s going on between Shaunice and Erik? New characters? Let me know!

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Shaunice is a whore. Plain and simple. You want to fix your marriage but sleep with your ex?!? She needs to get a divorce and live her best single life until she finds the right one but she won’t do that because she can’t let go of the ideals that have been planted into her by her mother. Smh.

Basically!!!!! She doesn’t want to be a disappointment to her mother too. She will come to her senses real soon and leave Erik alone.