Page 57 of Sucker Punch Drunk Love

“1.5 what? Like…thousand?”

“More like 1.5 million, mami. Probably, like 1.1 after taxes. But you just became a million-dollar baby,” he flirted. “I'm still trying to get you the right price for apparel. Your name's fairly new to them, but it's between Reebok, Under Armor, and Everlast. But I think I've got one right where I want them. But I’m willing to go with whichever one agrees to the 5k increase every five matches.”

He was saying so much at once, I was having trouble processing it. “Oh my god, we have to celebrate,” was all I could manage through all the news.

“I was thinking the exact same thing. Only my way of celebrating was being between your legs,” he coaxed, ripping himself out of his clothes.

“Josue, slow down,” I laughed, rolling away from him to the middle of the bed.

“Howslowdo you want me to go? You want me to beg? Because I'm sure you ladies ain't content until we're feigning and begging, like we used to do back in the day. Until y'all started complaining so much,” he asserted.

“Josue, I don't even know what itlookslike for a man to beg. You got me confused for someone born closer to your era,” I joked. For a second there, I thought that had offended him, especially when he hopped off the bed. But he reached for hisphone, and it took a second to realize he was syncing his phone to the Bluetooth speaker in the room.

“Mama, this is what it looks like to beg for it,” he laughed, lip syncing to a song I'm sure I'd heard before, but didn't get instant recognition out of me.

“Back in the day, people used to actually make babies to songs like this,” he interrupted his yearning session to inform.

Looking up the repeating lyrics, it was a song by Jodeci. I’m sure I’d heard it before, just not on a regular, and definitely not as much as Josue had for him to be putting all his efforts into lip syncing it. I almost wished hecouldsing, because he looked so cute mouthing all the ad libs and runs, curling back on the bed. He shifted between snaking kisses up my leg and switching back into the song. Urgh, I wish it wasn't this easy with him, but one wink of those harsh brown eyes and I was done.

“You gonna let me eat that pussy?” he asked once more, leaning in to kiss my mouth, wearing a self-satisfying smile. When I nodded, a combination of a smile and laugh left me when he reached underneath my butt to rip off my panties.

Enthusiasm didn't evenbeginto cover him diving right in, gentle at first, until he was sure I can handle more. I was convinced even when I wasn’t in the mood for it, I could never turn down Josue eating my pussy.

For as relaxing as it was, it was nice being brought to another place. I wasn't worried about 60/40 splits or photo shoots and brand deals. All I was worried about was being a captive to Josue’s tongue. And a talented one it was.

“Mmm…papi, you could put a little more pressure,” I suggested in a sleepy voice, and at the sound of papi, he didn't hold back.

It was like one minute, he was warming me up, then the next I was raising my hips to meet every lick. Sometimes I wish I hadthe strength to just savor it, but with Josue’s skills, I could never hold out for long.

“We done celebrating, or?—”

“Josue, take your clothes off,” not sure why he was debating it. There was a lot of peeling, kissing, rolling around, and pinning before he gave the light command of “¡Date la vuelta?*!” prompting me to turn around for him.

Pulling me close to the edge of the bed, his weight consumed me, as his length spread me open. “Oh my god,” I strained as he softened his pace to check on me.

“You okay, mami?”

“Mmmhmm…” I shrieked. “I just need a warm-up starting out like this,” I laughed, surprising myself that inthismoment, he overwhelmed me.

“Show me how you want me to,” he suggested, adjusting his weight so that I could back it up on him. Gently fisting my locs, he moaned in response to each push my ass came down on his dick.

“Damn, ma. Now I need you to slow down forme,” he joked, slowing down my hips with his strength. Getting into all fours, Josue brought his hands on each side of my hips, finding the ideal rhythm for both of us, the sound of 90s R&B competing with us. It wasn't long before we were both raising the white flag and collapsing into the space next to each other.

“Not bad for wanting to fuck you in every hotel,” he said, bringing me close to kiss me again. “If I didn’t know any better, I'd say you like me,” he joked.

“Well…I do likethis.” I climbed on top of him, melting deeper into the kiss.

“We check out soon. Interested in painting the town red?” A sincere longing in his eyes.

“Actually, I was hoping to leave a little earlier, if that was okay. Especially if our time here is done.”

“Got plans I don't know about?” Josue asked trying to seem nonchalant.

“I wanted to make a stop in Philly. If that's okay.” Choosing not to go into too much detail, since he knew what Philly meant.

“Should I get a hotel room? Or is it a trip that you wanted to make solo?” he asked, twirling my loc between his fingers. It was so close to my daughter's birthday, and it felt selfish to split my time between her and him.

“You'd probably be bored. Plus, I don't think I'd be a proper host to show you the real Philly, since I'd be busy. Maybe another time?”