Falling for a Young King 2

1

Izzy

That’s it, King… You got it… Right there, I said enthusiastically. Lift your leg… That’s it. Bingo!

King came crashing down on the floor, and I laughed. He was attempting to do a yoga pose from a class we took at Rancho Valencia. He decided to join me after I mentioned I wanted to go take the class.

King had no clue what he was getting into, but he was gracious and a good sport about the situation. The women in the class were all looking at him with pleasant smiles on their faces, and when he did an extended triangle pose, his dick print showed through his joggers. The women that saw it almost fell on the floor.

We should get in the shower, King, because I need to wash this stank off of me.

Maybe I like your stank, but I think a shower is an excellent idea, King agreed. We have forty-five minutes before the people come to do our couple’s massage.

Maybe I wanted you to massage me, Kingdom, I purred. You’re going to let another man rub all over my body? I pulled down both of the straps of my sports bra, exposing my bare breast. My nipples were hard and protruding outward. King stared lustfully at me as he licked his lips and bit down on the bottom one.

You’re going to get the woman, King said, walking over to me. He gathered me up into his arms and kissed my lips hungrily. He bent down and flicked his tongue against my areola sending chills down my spine. I gripped his shoulders and kissed the top of his head tenderly.

Dude! I’m sweaty and gross, I whined. Let's go take a shower, and I promise you’re going to enjoy it.

I’m enjoying licking your sweat, King mumbled. It tastes sweet and salty.

So, I taste like your favorite snack, salted caramel turtles. I laughed.

Ummm hmmmm, he moaned, continuing to suck hard on my nipple.

Seriously, King. I want to take a shower, and I’m not going to do it to you until tonight, I replied, giggling. I was trying to exert control over my goodness, but King had quite the appetite for me. We had sex on the plane. We fondled each other on the car ride here. We had sex immediately after we got into the room, and he still wanted to do it some more.

I must admit that I loved to get my back knocked out, but damn, this boy must have been a bit retarded. Ohhh… I’m sorry. He must have been mentally challenged because his sex drive was off the Richter scale.

Look, King, I appreciate you bringing me to this beautiful place and doing all of these nice things for me, but you’re about to scare me away with your dick. He stopped what he was doing and straightened his posture. He looked at me strangely and tilted his head to the side a bit.

What are you saying, Izzy? King questioned. I thought you wanted a cut buddy. I thought this was going to be a dick and pussy thing.

Even if that’s the case, King, a girl needs a break every now and again, I explained. You act like you have a normal dude’s penis. It’s very large, and my walls need time to adjust. I know that my pussy feels and tastes good, but even it needs a break.

I’m sorry, Izzy, if I’m taking advantage of you, King apologized, chuckling. It’s just that I enjoy the way you feel. You know how to grip that thing on Coltrane, and it takes him to a whole other level.

Wait a minute. Who is Coltrane? I asked, staring at him crazily.

Coltrane is the name of my dick. This older woman named him that when we first started my tutoring sessions.

Tutoring sessions? I asked, looking confused. What type of tutoring sessions were you having that an old bitch named your dick Coltrane? King laughed and kissed my lips quickly.

Pops paid for me to have a sex tutor, and she took my virginity when I was sixteen years old. We continued to have sex twice a week, and she would teach me things about sex. She said I had a large instrument like a saxophone, and her favorite musician was John Coltrane.

I bet she used to play Coltrane when you were fucking, didn’t she? I said, rubbing his back.

Yep. He laughed, squeezing me. But if I’m laying it on you too much, then I can back off. We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.

There are other things that we can do, King, I said, kissing his cheek. I haven’t had the chance to attempt suicide. He looked at me frowning because he didn’t know what I was talking about.

Why would you say some shit like that, Izzy? King snapped, angrily. That would be some fucked up shit if you did that while you were here with me.

I laughed heartily at him because he didn’t understand what I was talking about. Damn King looked so fine when he was angry.

Boy, shut up! I said sternly, pushing him upside his head. I was talking about giving you some head. Your thing is so big that I’m not sure if I can take all of you in my mouth. However, I’m willing to attempt my own murder trying to get it all in there. I gripped his package lifting my eyebrows in excitement. A smile spread across King’s face as he licked his lips lustfully.

You’re crazy, Izzy, he replied, laughing. All you have to do is relax your throat, and Coltrane will fit.

Says the one who doesn’t have to do it, I said sarcastically, rolling my eyes.

You don’t like sucking dick? King asked, studying my face.

I marvel at sucking dick, but I must say I’m out of practice, I admitted. I put Craig on punishment over a year ago, and I haven’t gone back down that road since then.

I don’t want you mentioning that clown to me, King said with an attitude. He’s irrelevant to us, and I don’t want to mess up our vibe.

I noticed how King’s face was frowned up, and I didn’t realize that he felt some type of way about Craig.

Let’s go take a shower. We have about twenty minutes now before our guests are due to arrive here.

That sounds like a good idea, Izzy. I promise to try very hard to keep my hands off of you, King said, squeezing me. I looked up into his eyes, smiling warmly at him.

You don’t have to keep your hands off of me, I replied smugly. You just have to keep your dick out of me… for now anyway. King lifted an eyebrow at me, and I giggled.

Don’t look at me like that, I said, playing tough. He looked at me coyly before pressing his forehead against mine and staring into my eyes with those beautiful green gems. Okay, King. We can get a quickie in, but after this shower, we will take a break. I caved.

That’s more like it, he replied before picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder. I thought I was going to have to take it, but you’d probably like the shit. I giggled uncontrollably at his comment.

I’d definitely like that! Would you pull my hair?

Definitely, baby, if that’s what you like. King always aims to please!

The massage was just what the doctor ordered. My body was so relaxed that I went straight to sleep afterward. King rubbed my feet while we watched a movie, and I dozed right off on the couch. I woke up to King talking loudly to someone on the phone. I wasn’t sure what the conversation was about, but it seemed to be intense. I got up off the couch and walked into the bedroom to put on some clothes. King’s tank tops were sitting on the bed, so I grabbed one and slipped it on. It stopped right past my butt cheeks and fit across my chest just right. I observed myself in the mirror and made a mental note to take a few more when I went to his house.

Making my way over to the nightstand, I grabbed one of the pre-rolled joints and a lighter. A little weed would mellow King out because he sounded pissed off. This little trip was all about me, so if we smoked this then we could continue to enjoy ourselves. This place was amazing, and it really meant a lot to me that King brought me here, especially since we’d only been involved for like a day.

I walked out onto the terrace and wrapped my arms around King’s waist. He was standing at the railing looking out at the amazing view. I stuck my hands up and offered him the joint and the lighter. He glanced over his shoulder and looked at me with a smirk on his face.

Did I wake you? King asked, taking the stuff out of my hands. I placed them on his stomach and laid my head on his back.

No, babe. I woke up on my own, I replied softly. However, I did notice you were having an intense conversation on the phone when I sat up on the couch. You want to talk about it? King fired up the joint and hit it.

Not really. We’re still celebrating your birthday, and I don’t want to mess up the mood. This trip is all about you, Miss James, and I’m going to make sure it stays that way. You have a facial scheduled in an hour, so I figured we could go catch a light lunch. He passed me the joint then turned to face me. You look cute in my tank top… and I can see your nipples through it.

Your nasty ass like it, I teased, hitting the joint. I bet you want to suck it through the fabric, don’t you? King looked down at my chest and surveyed it for a moment.

I’d definitely do that, but right now, I’m trying to respect your wishes and not be so sexual with you all of the time. You drive me insane with your sexy ass body, and my dick has a hard time staying soft whenever I’m close to you. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me close. Coltrane thumped against my leg, and I giggled like a silly schoolgirl.

You are such a horn dog, King, and I don’t know what I’m going to do with you, I declared.

I hope you fall in love with me, and we figure this soon to be interesting, exciting, and complicated relationship between us out, King replied, looking into my eyes. I hit the joint then kissed him quickly, giving him a shotgun. I blew all of the smoke I had in my mouth into his, and he breathed it out through his nose as we continued to nibble on each other’s tongue. I loved how hungry and urgent his kisses felt. He made me feel like I was the first woman that he’d ever kissed, and all he wanted to do was practice.

I pulled away from him and smiled. Let me ask you a question, King. How many women have you kissed since you’ve been sexually active? He furrowed his brow at me and thought about it for a second.

Honestly, Izzy, you’re the first woman that I’ve really ever kissed this much. I had a few girlfriends growing up, but I guess because Pops used to get me female escorts, I never got accustomed to kissing anyone. Pops said kissing was an intimate thing, and it should only be done with someone that I’m sincerely interested in being in a relationship with.

You seem to always have the right answers to my questions. Are you interested in being in a relationship with me, even though I’m twelve years older than you?

Your age means nothing to me, Izzy. However, we are going to have to discuss this sex thing. You know that I’m a vibrant young man, and you can’t go around depriving me of that goodness between your legs. He rubbed two of his fingers in between my legs and nibbled on my neck.

You say that now, but wait until an issue comes up. We’ll see how you feel then, I told him sarcastically. You’re cute, though.

Dogs are cute, he scoffed. I’m a handsome ass muthafuckin’ man! He picked me up and twirled us around while I screamed helplessly. Izzy James, you’re going to see how much I’m into you, and it’s going to cause you to never question my intentions again.

You promise, Kingdom? I asked sincerely.

I don’t make promises that I don’t keep, so I promise, Izzy, with all my heart.

2

Cashmere Cash Thompson

Sam, are you sure you want me to take over the store? I thought we were going to wait until the beginning of the year, I said, staring at Sam with a confused look on my face.

Why are you questioning me, Cash? We’ve been over all of this a million times, and you knew that the day would be coming when you take over. King doesn’t want anything to do with this business, and who better to give it to but you. Cash, you’re like a son to me, and I appreciate all the years you’ve been by my side. I have been grooming you since you were fifteen, and look at you now. You’re a successful, forty-five-year-old business executive. People have no idea what we have going on behind the scenes, and I have you to thank for that as well, Sam explained.

King doesn’t want to get his hands dirty, but did you know that he was selling X pills on the side? I asked curiously. He’s up at the school making a killing. Harrison said that they’re making money hand over fist. King’s been spending a lot more time on campus, so business had picked up more for them. You know that Harrison shares that apartment with King. He even said that Duchess has her assistant coming over once a week to clean and do King’s laundry.

That bitch needs to leave my grandson alone and get a life, Sam hissed. She won’t let that boy breathe, and it’s starting to get on my fucking nerves. I told you that if you would have applied a little more pressure, Duchess would have married you instead of getting knocked up by Chester.

We both know she got pregnant by Chester on purpose. He was a rich, successful businessman, and she had to have her way. We both know that Duchess always gets what she wants in the end.

That may be true, but King is going to give her ass a run for her money! Sam said, laughing. He’s done everything that she’s wanted, and now, she’s trying to select his girlfriend.

Are you serious?

Dead serious! The girl that Harrison was referring to is Chelsea, Duchess’s personal assistant. She started out interning for Duchess but soon became the flunky for my daughter. King wants to enjoy his life and select the woman that he feels is right for him.

Which means King is going to be single for a long time, I said, laughing. We both know that King loves the ladies like his grandfather. Harrison said for the last two weeks King has been going hard in the paint. He said King had been banging two and three girls a day, which reminds me… Harrison told me that King slept with that girl Chelsea. Pops looked at me with a disappointed look on his face.

I told him to stay away from that girl. She reminds me of a stalker, Sam scoffed. She’s beautiful as hell. Her tits aren’t real, but her ass is. I thought about screwing her myself, but my psycho bitch radar went off. I don’t have a rabbit, but I do have a snake. I’d come home to find old Monty in the pot, and I’d be eating him for dinner. I laughed hard at Sam because he had a serious look on his face. He fired up his joint, and I sat back in my chair. I was still trying to figure out what was going on with him. Maybe I needed to call King to see if he could shed some light on the situation.

Cash, baby, I can’t…

Yes, you can, I replied, biting down on Catrina’s neck. I just need a little bit, baby, and I promise I’ll make it quick. Catrina cut her eyes at me because she knew it took me a while to cum when she sucked me off.

I have to be at the airport soon, Cashmere. I don’t have time to be sucking your dick, Catrina complained. I’m sure one of your fans will polish you off when l leave for Seattle.

Why are you playing, Cat? I told you that you’re the only woman for me, I replied