Page 16 of Trading Places

“Meet me in the office.” He disappears into the crowd.

I press my lips together and walk towards him. I head into the back, where the music’s words vanish and I just hear the bass.

Von stops me. “What you doing here?” Von asks, standing tall in a business suit, looking at me.

“I come to all the events here,” I say, folding my arms.

This nigga’s probably going to run his mouth back to my daddy. But, I’m not doing anything. At least not yet.

“Be careful,” Von says, walking past me. He goes back into the open space area.

Shit. Am I moving too recklessly right now? Maybe I shouldn’t go into the office. I stand there and pull out my phone to text Drey.

I open his contact in my phone. Then I text Anthony instead.

Me: Babe, what happened? You good?

I wait for a moment to see if he texts me back, but he doesn’t.

I open the door, and Drey is standing there.

“The fuck you dancing on that nigga for?”

I roll my eyes and try not to smirk. “Here you go, being jealous.”

“Ain’t nobody jealous.”

“What’d you say to him?”

“Don’t worry about that. Come suck this dick,” he says, unbuckling his pants. He drops his pants, and his dick springs out. It’s beautiful and all one color.

My mouth waters, but this isn’t the time or place. Anthony is here.

This nigga is crazy. “Hell no.”

He strokes his dick in front of me. “Ion give a fuck what you do with that square on your own time. But you can’t let him touch what’s mine in my spot.”

I walk over to him and grab his dick. I move my hand back and forth. I jack his hard dick and run my hand across the head. “Oh, so I’m yours now.”

“Damn right… Now lemme get that mouth.”

I smirk, and I get on my knees. “You lucky I like sucking dick. No one else can talk to me like that,” I say, covering his dick with my mouth.

Drey hisses through his teeth when my lips seal tight around him.

I move fast, bobbing my head on that juicy dick. “Shit… I forgot to lock the door,” I say, getting up.

He pushes me back down on my knees. “Nah, baby… take care of me first.”

I move fast and play with his balls. I jerk my head back, and my tongue traces the tip. His hand grips the back of my wig.

My nails scrape down his thighs as I moan around his dick.

“Damn, baby. I love your mouth,” Drey growls, and thrusts into my mouth.

My pussy clenches around nothing, and I want him. But, I ain’t giving up this pussy until he gives me that ass first. I reach down and toy with my clit. My panties are soaked from tasting him.

“That’s it… baby. Just like that,”he encourages me.