dress, revealing her shapely thighs, as she straddled him on the table. She loved how utterly defenseless he was now that she had taken charge. If she hadn’t been attracted to him, this side of her would have never come out. Imani hoped her next move would leave him speechless. She had to break his self-assurance.
She inched closer and closer to his face. She slowly kissed his neck, then traced the outline of his ear with her tongue, making sure her touch was light and soft. She pulled his earlobe into her mouth and softly rolled the lobe with her tongue. She was rewarded by a shudder from Daman and repeated the same sweet torture to his other side. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she glanced at his lips. They looked ripe for the picking.
The moment her lips touched his, she knew her suspicions were correct. He really did have a sexual hold on her that no man ever had before. Daman quickly took control of the kiss and slowly began to probe her lips apart. His tongue darted in and out like it was making love to her mouth. She met him stroke for stroke and ground herself on his manhood.
Daman’s hands roamed everywhere as her hips increased in tempo. A soft moan escaped her lips, and Daman’s hands moved to grip her thighs so she wouldn’t fall off the table. Their tongues were playing a game of hide and seek, neither staying hidden for long. With each stroke of his tongue, she matched his movements, the butterflies in her stomach growing stronger than ever. Finally, his hands made their way to her behind. When she heard him moan in satisfaction, she knew she had to stop the kiss before it went any further.
Looking into his eyes, she couldn’t believe a simple game had turned into one of the most passionate first kisses of her life. She could tell that neither one of them could really process how overwhelming that kiss was, which had her wondering: who was seducing whom?
She slid off Daman’s lap and attempted to compose herself. No such luck. Her dress was twisted, she knew her hair was a mess and her face felt flushed.
Clearing his throat, Daman stood and adjusted his pants. She tried to will her eyes to look away from his aroused state, but she couldn’t. He was trying to hide it, but she wanted to tell him not to bother. She’d felt the effect she had on him, and she was sure neither of them would forget how good it felt anytime soon.
“It’s been a pleasure, but I think I should be heading out.”
Although his desire to depart was sudden, she was ultimately relieved because they both needed time to think about that kiss. Neither of them was in the right state of mind to deal with it at that moment.
“Let me walk you out.”
Daman hesitated when he reached the door, and Imani wondered if he would decide to turn the tables on her.
Instead, he bent down to kiss her forehead and walked out the door.
Chapter 9
I mani arrived at the home of Z105 thirty minutes before she was due to go on air. Before she walked into the building, she smoothed out her black pencil skirt and checked the first buttons of her silk blouse, satisfied that she wasn’t showing too much cleavage. Once inside, she gave her name to the receptionist, who called to inform the production team that she had arrived.
Imani was excited to be on The Jimmy King Morning Show and had been an avid listener for years. Elite Events had been lucky enough to throw a private birthday party for Jennifer Hudson after the company she originally hired failed to be responsive to her ideas. When Jimmy King expressed his appreciation for her work, she jumped at the opportunity to sarcastically suggest he have her on his show.
As the production assistant led her down the hallway, she heard Jimmy King tell the listeners they would go on a commercial break and return with a member of Elite Events Incorporated. Seconds later, she was being escorted into the recording room.
“Hello, Jimmy. It’s very nice to see you again,” Imani stated as she
She inched closer and closer to his face. She slowly kissed his neck, then traced the outline of his ear with her tongue, making sure her touch was light and soft. She pulled his earlobe into her mouth and softly rolled the lobe with her tongue. She was rewarded by a shudder from Daman and repeated the same sweet torture to his other side. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she glanced at his lips. They looked ripe for the picking.
The moment her lips touched his, she knew her suspicions were correct. He really did have a sexual hold on her that no man ever had before. Daman quickly took control of the kiss and slowly began to probe her lips apart. His tongue darted in and out like it was making love to her mouth. She met him stroke for stroke and ground herself on his manhood.
Daman’s hands roamed everywhere as her hips increased in tempo. A soft moan escaped her lips, and Daman’s hands moved to grip her thighs so she wouldn’t fall off the table. Their tongues were playing a game of hide and seek, neither staying hidden for long. With each stroke of his tongue, she matched his movements, the butterflies in her stomach growing stronger than ever. Finally, his hands made their way to her behind. When she heard him moan in satisfaction, she knew she had to stop the kiss before it went any further.
Looking into his eyes, she couldn’t believe a simple game had turned into one of the most passionate first kisses of her life. She could tell that neither one of them could really process how overwhelming that kiss was, which had her wondering: who was seducing whom?
She slid off Daman’s lap and attempted to compose herself. No such luck. Her dress was twisted, she knew her hair was a mess and her face felt flushed.
Clearing his throat, Daman stood and adjusted his pants. She tried to will her eyes to look away from his aroused state, but she couldn’t. He was trying to hide it, but she wanted to tell him not to bother. She’d felt the effect she had on him, and she was sure neither of them would forget how good it felt anytime soon.
“It’s been a pleasure, but I think I should be heading out.”
Although his desire to depart was sudden, she was ultimately relieved because they both needed time to think about that kiss. Neither of them was in the right state of mind to deal with it at that moment.
“Let me walk you out.”
Daman hesitated when he reached the door, and Imani wondered if he would decide to turn the tables on her.
Instead, he bent down to kiss her forehead and walked out the door.
Chapter 9
I mani arrived at the home of Z105 thirty minutes before she was due to go on air. Before she walked into the building, she smoothed out her black pencil skirt and checked the first buttons of her silk blouse, satisfied that she wasn’t showing too much cleavage. Once inside, she gave her name to the receptionist, who called to inform the production team that she had arrived.
Imani was excited to be on The Jimmy King Morning Show and had been an avid listener for years. Elite Events had been lucky enough to throw a private birthday party for Jennifer Hudson after the company she originally hired failed to be responsive to her ideas. When Jimmy King expressed his appreciation for her work, she jumped at the opportunity to sarcastically suggest he have her on his show.
As the production assistant led her down the hallway, she heard Jimmy King tell the listeners they would go on a commercial break and return with a member of Elite Events Incorporated. Seconds later, she was being escorted into the recording room.
“Hello, Jimmy. It’s very nice to see you again,” Imani stated as she
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