I'm sitting here in my office, thinking of names for babygirl. "I'm having her nursery built as I sit here.
My thoughts are cut short when my phone rings. "Jamal. How may I help you?" I answer. Diamond giggles on the other end.
"How you doing Daddy?" She asks and I hear someone in the background say "Daddy, bitch let me find out! He must be taking that ass, pretty good, huh?-" She hangs up the phone.
I burst into laughter. "Are you okay boss?" One of my workers ask. "Yes."
"What are you having for lunch today?" I smile at the thought and say "Bring me a Diamond Cooper, please."
"Yes sir. Would you like a drink with that?" He asked. I shook my head, so he disappears. I text him the directions, shaking my head and laughing.
Diamond's POV
As I prepare for my lunch break this guy comes up to me asking for my name. After telling him, he directs me to a nice car.
I ask where he's taking me, but he says "Sit back and enjoy the ride Thickums."
As we pull to the curb of this tall building, I see the back of a sexy ass man. I get out and follow the guy inside the building.
The guy seems very excited to be bringing me here. The elevator stops and the door opens.
I see workers settling down for lunch, which is what I should be doing. The guy guides me into this big ass office. I take a seat and wait.
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Whomever owns this company has tastes. I walk around looking at at the pictures on the walls and decor. One picture stands out. It's a picture of Jamal and I kissing. I smile.
"He found the right person!" I turn around to see Jamal's sexy ass standing at the door, with food. I lick my lips. He's looking delicious as usual. Which one should I choose food or-
"Take a picture babe, it'll last longer."
"Shut your sexy ass up." I cover my mouth. Did I really just say that?
"Nah. Don't cover your mouth. I got something for it to yell and talk about."
"Hi Daddy."
"Now I'm your Daddy. Keep on and I'm gonna do exactly what I want to do when I asked for you."
I blush and look everywhere but at him. We eat and the sexual tension is off the chain, through the roof, pass the church. I look in his eyes to see him starting at me.
"Thickums. Is it bad that I want to rip our clothes off?"
"Yes."
"Is it bad that I want to penetrate you so deep, your momma feel it?"
