Solid ||Bryson Tiller||

Thirteen

Anna's POV

Que- Hey ma can you take Janiya shopping while I go handle some business? @10:17 a.m.

I sighed reading the text,

Me- Yeah, I'm on my way. @10:19 a.m.

I threw my phone in the cup holder and took off to Que's home. When I got there I put the pin in and knocked on the door. Waiting for six seconds, Que opened the door with a smile on his face. I love that smile. I melted inside. I smiled back giving him a hug. He hugged back, giving me a quick peck on the lips. He caught me off guard with that and I blushed, brushing past him.

"Good morning, beautiful." He said.

"Morning. Where she at?" I said.

"Getting dressed. And change of plans, instead of going to my class reunion, I'm taking you out." He said.

I smiled to myself and stared at him. We been talking for what, a day or so and he kissed me. He was forward, I liked it.

"Okay, cool."

He looked at me and smiled and motioned for me to come to him. I did and he cupped my ass giving it a little squeeze.

"I know this sounds crazy, but I have this whelming urge to touch you."

I didn't say anything. I didn't know what to say. Jacquees was the complete package: handsome, financially secure, well rounded and sexy.

"Anna?" he said squeezing my ass a little harder.

I didn't utter a word. I couldn't. By now my chest was heaving up and down.

"Anna?" Every time Que spoke my name, his right hand went a little further up my shirt. "Anna, talk to me. Do you want this?" This time his hand made contact. I tensed up and immediately found myself relaxed as his fingers skillfully began caressing my breasts and hard, throbbing nipples. I'm not a virgin and I don't plan on doing it with Que... yet. I want us to be official. I aint have sex in two years, so I'm tight.

"Hm. You feel so good." His fingers were kneading firmly, but gently. When he tweaked a nipple between his thumb and forefinger, I swooned.

"Jacquees, I'm not sure about this."

"Shh. It's okay." He whispered, rubbing his index finger sensually across my lip.

"What if Janiya sees us?" Not that I really cared, but.

"This my house. I do what I want and she's in the room. She aint coming out until I tell her." He proceeded to lift up my lacy bra and push it out the way. My breasts were fully exposed, sitting high and my nipples were proudly erect. On display. Beckoning him. There wasn't any more talking. I sat in the high chair and he bent down in front of me, without my permission, and proceeded to suck my breasts like a starving man. I moaned out loud several times. Perfect care was given to each breast. Jacquees made me feel so good. I held onto the side of the chair and gave into the wonderful sensations as he pulled me near. The only sounds were our breathing, moaning, and his sucking. My nipples were as hard as they had ever been, and every time he tweaked them, I moaned out loud. He didn't touch me anywhere else. He didn't kiss me. Only on my neck. Showered me with light, delicate kissed. Whispered in my ear. Sucked my breasts some more and tenderly bit down on my nipples. He was on a mission. Finally, he stopped abruptly and stood back up. I couldn't read the blank expression on his face.

"Anna, you're a sweet girl. So sweet" he stated, gently cupping my face.

I didn't respond.

He leaned back down and stroked my nipples between his fingers one more time. Had a nipple in each hand, pulling. Again, a voluntary moan of pleasure escaped me as I saw a small smile of victory grace his face.