Alzira's days outside the house weren't glamorous , but it had rhythm. She worked part-time at a boutique in Atlanta - sleek, minimal and lined up with expensive scents and overpriced lace. The owner, Ms verity, was a bitter ex- model with too many stories and not enough time. But Alzira didn't mind, she liked the quiet space, the mirrored walls, the chance to study anyone who came in- Rich wives, cheating husbands, confused teens with money to burn.
Men flirted, of course they did. She was too confident not to attract attention . There was dre, a client who lingered longer than needed, who once slipped her an expensive Cartier she never wore.
There was Malik, a barista from the next door, sweet and always watching. But none of them lingered In her mind the way he did - Zion.
She was sad. She felt lonely and incomplete. What did she do? Why did he scream at her like that? What kind of father did he have that he reacted that way? What happened to him?
What was his childhood like? Did she overstep her boundary?? Was he hurt?
All these thoughts lingered In her head as she stared out the busy streets.
She liked him, kind of. She wanted to see him again. He didn't like him around her mama but what could possibly go wrong if she had him around herself? He sparked something in her. He made her fucking curious
Her phone beeped - her heart skipped as she jolted back to reality. It was a text. From him . Zion.
"You're free tonight, need to talk". That was it. Short, No emoji, no warmth, but still she stared at it longer than she should have and it warmed her heart.
That evening, she walked back home anxiously after work. Every click In her step ticking a beat In her heart. He was dangerous. To her. To her heart. She felt scared to be enclosed with just him.
But she wanted to see him. To feel him. To hear his voice. To see his eyes. She wanted to take away his breath and that she was gonna do.
"Aww you're back baby, c'mon now hug your mama" mama tee beamed as she smooched Alzira against her body.
"yes mama, but I have to be somewhere, so I'm heading out soon as well" she said as she flinged her bag to the couch and walked into her room.
"Huh, you're seeing a man girl??" mama tee asked staring at her in bewilderment.
"whatever mama".
She had a shower, one filled with anticipation, one filled with hope and anxiousness.
She creamed her brown skin and put on a white thin lace. This dress was short, appreciating every curves of her body and exposing enough skin to steal anyone's breath, the shortness of the dress was intriguing, leaving her long sexy legs exposed.
She powered her face and lined it up perfectly with shades of beautiful colors and let her hair down. Her black hair shimmered as it fell gracefully to the lines of her waist.
She showed up at his apartment half an hour, half In spite of herself. The place was moody- dark woods, warm lights, jazz humming low in the background . He didn't smile when he opened the door, just stepped aside and ushered her in.
She stood in the center of the room, eyes fixed on him as he closed the door and walked closer to her.
"welcome to my house, Alzira" he said as he ushered her to sit down.
He walked to the little bar hanging on the old wall, and poured out drinks for them. She fixed her eyes on him, his movements sleek and intriguing.
" Thank you " she murmured as she took a cup from him.
" This is good wine " she added. He nodded as he gulped down the wine and lowered the glass down unto the wooden table.
They sat down opposite each other, tension thick as smoke.
"I don't do this explaining thing" he started, eyes heavy.
"that's not what I expected you called to say to me". she said ,her eyes piercing deep into his soul.
" I shouldn't have reacted that way, alzira. You brought up my father and that is not a name that I sit with".
" Do you mind helping me understand?" Her arms crossed as she leaned back and straightened her slender legs.
" I don't want to talk about it, I just want to apologize for raising my damn voice at you, and get to drink together, and talk about shitty old times" He said as he stood and joined her in her sofa, adjusting to the space.
Her eyes measured him up, and his too.
"I don't exactly know the kind of relationship you had with your papa, but I didn't say that to hurt you, I said that because I was just tryna light up the moment. "
" Yeah and u did just that" He said chuckling and they burst into a loud laughter, together.
" Why do u actually think I'm tryna steal your mama, alzira? "
"I don't know, you're just tryna come out of nowhere and being too nice. What you wanna do? sweep her off her feet? See you as a savior? ""
"Are you so scared that your mama is being helped, but not by you?" He asked as he stared deeply at her.
" Zion,..."
" No I get it alzira,... You have tried so hard for your family. Can't I just have a little space to support you? I really wanna help" ".
He said holding her hands together.
And that was it - the spark.
One moment they were staring, next his hands was in her waist, hers in his hair, mouths moving like they've been starved of the truth. The kiss was rough, all teeth and breath, desperate and unfinished.
But then her fingers grazed a scar near his ribs "Who did this?" - He froze.
"My father" He replied, his voice flat and his breath hot.
She touched his face and traced his jaw, " He was really a bad nigga".
He smiled at her and kissed her passionately, for a moment he forgot the walls guarded around his feelings.
She touched every part of his body, not with lust, but with care, compassion and hunger.
" you've been thinking about my body?" She said her eyes closed, her voice soft.
" I touch my rod thinking about it, Alzira" He said, his hands peeling off her silk fabric from her body. She moved her body in uniform as the fabric fell and her body exposed to him.
Once again, he stared at her full breast and his mouth watered.
" Touch them, Zion"
He reached out and fumbled them, his hands melting into the softness. She cried out into his ear as she twisted her body into his embrace. He played with her nipples, and kissed her neck while she held unto his hard rod.
"Mmm" He moaned.
She went down slowly and pulled him into her, she got on her knees and took his hard rod into her mouth.
"Oh God, alzira" He moaned loudly.
He put his hands on her hair and controlled her mouth as he moved his waist to match her rhythm.
"Suck it baby" He cried . He couldn't take it any longer, he bucked her up and took her gently into his room. He laid her down gently unto his bed , and climbed unto her, staring down at her face.
"Do u want me to fuck you, girl ? He asked his face dark with desire.
"Yes , badly. fuck me daddy "
That pushed him over the edge. He pushed open her legs, exposing her pink, wet juicy lips , and he rammed his rod into her.
" Oh my God" she cried out, dragging her nails across his back and her eyes rolled up in pleasure.
The sounds of their moans filled up the rooms, the rooms hot with sweat, and their lips smacking again each other. He fucked her in every way, He took her body, he owned it, he branded it and he poured his seeds into her as she bucked over and her body shook out in pleasure.