He Who Has The Clout Makes The Rules III

MIAMI, FLORIDA
Ginger Estates

Darla pulled her vehicle into her driveway, turned off the ignition, and withdrew the key. She noticed her living room light was on, something she know she turned off before she left out.

She opened her purse and fumbled inside for her cell phone.

“Wait, I set my alarm.”

Darla removed her set of keys, and closed her purse back. She unsnapped her seatbelt, opened her car door, and closed it. She walked to her front door; she went to peep inside her window. She saw no one stirring about. She looked over at her garage.

Darla walked back to her door, inserted the key inside the lock, and slowly turned the doorknob. She withdrew the key and entered her home. She closed the door back and pivoted to pull the security pad door down; she pushed the code in to disarm it.

Vander walked out the kitchen.

“Hello.”

“Aah.” Darla jumped. She turned around.

“Vander, how did you get in my home?”

Vander held the key up.

“I lifted the door mat. That is not a wise practice for a woman who lives alone.”

Darla walked up to Vander. She snatched the key from out his hand. She marched back over to her door and opened it.

“Get out of my home, and do not come back.”

Vander walked over to the door. He pushed it close.

Darla opened it.

Vander instantly pushed it close. He placed his palms on the sides of Darla’s presence. He rested his chest on her back.

“You think you have me all figured out, don’t you.”

Darla turned around.

Vander looked down into her eyes. He traced over her top lip.

“I have you very much figured out.”

“Vander, what are you doing here, and what do you want.”

“I think we’ve established that already.” He traced over her bottom lip. “I never realized how beautiful you are, and what about you that makes me want to be near you.” He kissed her on the tip of her nose. “And a compulsive need to be inside of you.”

“It’s called physical insanity.” She knocked his arm away. “I’m surprised you have the strength to romance two women.”

“Are you asking me how my date went tonight?

Ouch that hurt, and for him to admit he was out with another woman, is inexcusable.

“Or, do you want to know if I stuck my dick inside another woman?”

“I could hardly care who you do in your spare time.”

Vander traced over one of Darla’s eyebrow. He looked down into her eyes, and then leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Why don’t you just ask me, and discontinue fishing for information.” He kissed her temple.

Darla pushed Vander back. “I think it’s time for you to leave. This sexual thing is over between you and me.”

She marched into her kitchen.

“What the fuck,” she mumbled under her breath.

The table was intimately set for two. She looked at the dozen of roses lying near her plate. A bottle of wine, sat on a mountain of ice-chips. Darla looked around. Soft music played from the embedded CD.

“Please give me strength to walk away from this man.” She was defining all the laws of physical attraction.

Vander walked into the kitchen. Darla turned to face him.

“I asked you to leave Vander. Ooh, you have some nerve. You intrude upon my life.”

Vander slowly advanced toward her.

Darla backed up. “You…you disrespect me, and then you show up in my home uninvited.” Her back rested against the cooking island. Damn why does he always seem to cage her presence in. She placed her purse in front of the presence.

“I was on my way here, and then my mother asked me to meet some of her friends.”

“I guess you fell for the long legs, and the taste of her lips.”

“No, some things could not be substituted.”

“Then you should have wiped the lipstick from off your collar before you dish out lies. Vander please leave, now!”

“Baby, this dick has not entered another woman tonight. I cannot help it if a woman makes a play for me. What I do after that is up to me.”

“Yes, and I can’t help that you had the chance with me, and you blew it.”

“Did I.”

“Ohh, you are arrogant.”

“I can live with that.”

Darla pushed Vander away and walked out the kitchen. She walked up the steps and entered her bedroom. She closed the door, and placed her purse on her dresser. She stepped out of her shoes and immediately stripped out her clothes. She placed the clothing items on a chaise and entered her bathroom.

Vander grabbed the bottle of wine, crystal bowl of strawberries, and two wine glasses from off the table. He walked into the living room, and walked over to the door. He made sure the locks were secured.

Darla stood at the dresser and the brushed her hair; she sat the brush aside. She twisted her mane, reached for a bobby-pin, and pinned it on top of her head. She looked over at her door. She breathed a sigh of relief when she heard no one stirring. She walked to the bathroom door, opened it, and entered the bathroom.

Darla lit several candles around her Jacuzzi bathtub. She turned on both water faucet knobs, lifted the crystal container of sea-salt, and poured some inside the warm undercurrent. She sat the container back down on the vanity and stepped inside. She turned off both faucet knobs and rested her back. She closed her eyes.

Vander lifted Darla’s purse and opened it. He looked inside. He lifted Dr. Mayfield’s business card.

“Naw brotha, this is my pussy now.”

He tore the card into tiny pieces, and stuffed it inside his back pants pocket. He closed her purse, and placed it back on her dresser. He reached down to take took off his shoes, and then shoes. He took off his clothes and tossed the items on the nearby chaise. Vander walked to the bathroom door, opened it, and walked inside. He closed the door back.

Darla opened her eyes and sat up.

“Do you know the meaning of leaving?”

“It’s not in my vocabulary with you around.”

“Vander you are not welcome...”

Vander already stepped over the rim of bathtub. He settled his presence behind Darla.

Darla scooted up.

Vander pulled her back, and rested her back against his chest.

“I’m sorry about earlier. I took it upon myself to entertain another woman, out of respect to my mother. It will never happen again.”

Darla sat up.

“I do not care who you screw.”

Vander pulled Darla back against his body.

“I came to the conclusion, you are this woman, who, I can’t describe how you make me feel.”

“Great, you stand me up, no phone call out of respect; you sit and converse with another woman, and then, you tell me how I make you feel. Wow, what a compliment.”

“Dammit Darla, I’m falling for you.”

“So sad my brotha, I have a Neurosurgeon on the horizon.”

“I wouldn’t place a wager on that.”

“As if I need your permission.”

“I told you, I don’t take too kindly to being cast aside.”

Vander lifted a Loofah and dipped it into the water. He squeezed it and watched the stream of water gallop down Darla’s back. He leaned forward and kissed the back of her earlobe.

“And please keep all parts of your anatomy to yourself.”

Vander kissed the back of her neck; he palmed her breasts, and gently squeezed them.

“Could you do me a favor, let’s just put our cards on the table.”

Vander squeezed her breasts again. He suckled on her neck; he kissed over the reddish mark. “Admit you really want me. If you do, I would walk out of your life, and never resurface.”

Darla thought about what Vander said.

“Let me see if I understand you correctly. If I admit, I want you, you are gone, and if I don’t then you will stay.”

“I never wanted to be where I do not belong, or with a person, who does not appreciate me.”

“I want you Vander. I want you with every tingling bone in my body; I want your dick inside with me with a hunger, and an urgency which I can’t quite understand.”

“Now that was not so bad.”

“But you said...”

“I was only giving you the ultimate excuse to admit how you really feel about me.”

Darla sighed. It was no winning with this man. She pivoted and looked at him.

The man was too damn handsome for one thing.

The water droplets clinging to his chest hairs, and skidding down the width of his chest wall, turned her on.

She looked up at his goatee. She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips.

Vander palmed Darla’s face and returned the kiss. He inched back and laid his forehead against hers.

“I swear I did not touch that woman, I have it bad for a Dr. Cabaña.”

“Vander, this...”

“Shh, I know.” He slowly kissed her on the lips. “Can I stay tonight?”

“You owe me a night out on the town.”

“Tomorrow, you shall have it.”

“I can’t, I have an engagement to attend.”

“Can I take you?”

“I would love that, but I will be with my Publicist the entire Charity Function.”

“Can I donate to this charity function?”

“Are you for real?”

“Since my woman is involved, yes.”

“Then I would take a check for one hundred dollars.”

“You are treating me like I have no money.”

“I didn’t want to obligate you.”

“After, I’ve tasted that pussy of yours, I’m obligated. Before, I leave here, make sure I endorse you a check for two thousand dollars.”

“Thank you.”

“In that bed out there, and under those covers, you will.” Vander winked at her.

“I’m hungry.”

“So, am I.”

“I will meet you downstairs.”

Darla stood and stepped out the bathtub. She grabbed a towel from off the towel bar and wrapped it around herself. She looked over at Vander who rested his back. His eyes were closed. What a handsome man, don’t lose your heart on this man girl.

“I see KFC awaits us again. I have to throw down a meal for the naked handsome brotha over there. Umm, body glistening with water droplets sliding down his muscular body, which is waiting for this sista’s touch.”

Vander opened his eyes, sat up, and then stood.

“And a generous dick to compensate these walls.”

He stepped out the bathtub, grabbed a towel from off the towel bar, and knotted it around his mid-section.

 “For a doctor, you can be straight to the point.”

“Who you see is who you get.”

“I like who I see, and after I’ve fed you, then I will do the getting.”

“The last one down the stairs, does.”

“Does.”

Darla wetted her finger and rubbed it over her pelvis. She turned and ran out the bathroom.

Vander thought for a minute.”

“Ooh, shit.” He would love to have her mouth stroking his dick. He ran out the bathroom after her.



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