Thursday Evening
A week has passed and Zac and Fatima have been on the phone often, texting and calling each other every day. Enjoying getting to know each other more, and flirting a lot in their conversations. They spoke about their favourite everything, what they loved doing, she's told Zac about her work and even gossiped about some of her co-workers with him and so has he. Some nights they'd just be silent on the phone listening to each other's breathing. Even through the phone, their emotional connection was evident and sexual tension was extremely high.
It has been all sweet and bubbly until now, Zac has been missing in action for almost three days and Fatima has been worried considering he hasn't replied to any of her messages in two days.
Fatima got back from work hours ago, she's in the living room watching her favourite show while eating ice cream and some snacks. Every time she got a message notification, her heart skipped and she'd hurriedly pick up the phone thinking it was Zac but each time it wasn't and that pissed her off, so she decided to set a different notification tone for him like she does for every special person to her.
Her focus is completely taken away from the TV when she hears the notification sound she's been waiting for, which lets her know Zac finally responded. She quickly opens her phone to see what excuse he has for ignoring her.
Zachary
Baby girl T, I'm so sorry for not texting
until now. How have you been? {7:26 pm}
Please 🙏🏾🙏🏾 I'd make it up to you! {7:27 pm}
Please say something, I see you've
read my messages. {7:36 pm}
I miss you so much! {7:38 pm}
I see!!!!! took you long enough
to resurface back to earth. {7:40 pm}
T, please don't be like that. I'm sorry. {7:40 pm}
What are you sorry for Mr. Taylor?
{7:41 pm}
Fatima called Zac mistakenly but he declined the call and sent her a message instead. That got her really upset.
Please can we text instead? {7:42 pm}
I called mistakenly anyway so forget about it.
keep having a good time. {7:42 pm}
A good time? {7:43 pm}
Fatima didn't respond to Zac's last message and he suspected that she wasn't going to, so he decided to give her a call and she declined. He continued calling until she answered.
Her temper sparked, she couldn't help but think he was playing with her at this point, "What is it, Zac?" Fatima spoke into the phone with irritation which faded quickly once she heard Zac's voice hoarse and strained. He sounded sick and could barely finish a sentence without clearing his throat.
She instantly began to feel bad, "Zachary, what's wrong?"
"T, I'm just not feeling too well, that's why I wanted us to text, not because I didn't want to talk to you." Zac paused clearing his throat before he continued, "I really do miss you Baby girl T."
"I miss you too Zac, I wish I could be there for you."
"I'd love that too, but I don't want you to see me like this."
"But Zac I want to, please. Let me see you."
"But T..."
"Zachary please."
"Okay, I'd send Omar to come get you. He should be there in less than 45 minutes."
Fatima didn't know if the reason she wanted to see Zac badly was because she needed to keep her plan in motion, or because she truly did miss him.
The Estate
It's 8:40 pm and Fatima just arrived at the estate. She was extremely excited at the same time her mind was busy with different thoughts. This was the first time she was ever going to Zac's, she didn't know how this would end up.
As the car drives to Zac's private home, Fatima is wowed by the number of buildings and homes in the estate. Once they get to Zac's, Omar walks her in, she greets the two guards she saw at the entrance, and is amazed by the designs and pieces of furniture in his home. Omar took her to a section of the house that had a customized pool table fitted in a car - a Bugatti pool table, exotic paintings on the wall, a minibar and a big L-shaped sofa before he walked away.
There he was, sitting handsomely even though he looked ill, his charisma charming, he looked super sexy because he looked different, he wasn't in his regular suit outfit. He was wearing a white shirt with grey joggers. Even his simplicity smelled gold. She saw him first, sitting on the sofa with another man looking over some files.
Immediately sensing her, his eyes lifted to meet hers and he couldn't help but smile like a little kid in the ice cream shop. He looked at the prettiest woman he had ever seen, the casual outfit she wore made her look super sexy to him. She was wearing a brown camisole and leggings with an open-front rib-knit coat.
"Hey," Zac broke the silence, he instantly didn't feel sick any longer, he felt a surge of happiness, it felt like she was the medicine he needed all along. He stood up walking to meet her before finally embracing her warmly. He took in her scent, she was the fresh air he needed afterward, "You're a sight for sore eyes, I missed you," he whispered in her ears before pulling back to look at her. "I missed you too," she responded, feeling whole again, for a moment it felt like a part of her was missing.
"Since when did a nigga become this soft?" Kazim said, slamming the files on the coffee table to get their attention.
They both turned to look at him, "Please excuse his manners. T, meet my cousin Kazim." Zac spoke.
"Actually, we aren't just cousins, we are best friends, no scratch that, I am his best friend," Kazim said as he walked towards Fatima holding out his hand for a handshake.
She smiled as she shook his hands, "Hi Kazim, I'm ..."
"Fatima. I know that. You can call me Kaz, but when you turn it around it gives you Zak. So it's practically the same thing, only that I'm the cool one so don't let him fool you..." Kazim said smiling. He was excited to finally meet Fatima but Zac was running out of patience with sharing her presence with him.
"All right, that's enough Kaz, find something else to do." Zac interrupted, motioning for him to leave. After a few banters, he finally walked away leaving Fatima and Zac alone seated on the sofa.
Earlier before Fatima arrived, Zac and Kazim were discussing Zac's new club opening that's happening tomorrow. He had been so busy with his family companies and his own and adding this new club to the mix was a lot of stress on him and he fell sick.
Zac and Fatima watched as Kazim left the room, Zac brought his attention back to Fatima but she was still looking in the direction Kazim walked to.
"Common, don't tell me you have eyes for him now, the catch is sitting right in front of you. Don't drop the bag, baby." Zac said finally bringing Fatima's attention to him.
She smiled looking at him like he was crazy, "You are one cocky hell of a man."
"I bet you like it," he smiled back at her as he looked at the most captivating woman he'd ever seen. Her aura was sassy and her smile seductive. He wasn't about to let her see or know the amount of hold she had over him. Her essence flooded his soul. It was very obvious to him that she had the power to make him crazily addicted to her.
Her senses were paralyzed by the amount of sexual energy he brought, she didn't know herself to be a sexual person so she wondered where all of these came from. Self-control was the only word she needed to be on repeat in her head. Her stomach was tight and she was completely nervous. Once again she wondered, how did she end up in this fine man's house? He sounded sick and so what? She wasn't a doctor after all. She wasn't about to let her guard down so instead she decided to cool it off.
"Don't get too comfortable, you're still in the dog house, you could have at least texted me."
"I could have done better, what can I do to make it right?" Zac asked as he moved closer to her on the sofa. That wasn't the best decision at this point because he only got closer to his most desired.
Me underneath you might just fix it.
"Hmm...I don't have anything in mind yet, so I'd just leave it at you owe me." She obviously couldn't say what she thought. Being choked up by how close they both were, she had to think fast, so she stood up taking off her coat and leaving just her camisole and pants before walking to the pool table.
"Ouhhh, this is lovely, it is unique." She expressed, checking out the pool table.
The moment Fatima took off her coat, Zac was in shock, he couldn't help but imagine so many unholy things with her, watching her walk to the pool table was mind-blowing to him as he could now see her curved ass from her pants without the coat.
I could eat her out on this table and bend her over afterwards. She surely got me fucked up.
Zac stood up and walked towards her, "Yes it is, my best one ever, do you know how to play?"
"Uhm...not really."
"No way! I'm definitely teaching you. But before then, what can I offer you?"
"I'd take wine, I don't have to tell you which one, you've proven to know the best so I'd let you surprise me again, thank you."
"I can do that, wine we'd have then."
"Oh no no, not we, I would have wine. I'm guessing you're on medications, so you aren't taking any alcohol, Sir."
"Okay fine, why bother when I can drink it from you anyway."
"Zac!" Fatima exclaimed, her mind picturing how he would drink it from her.
Zac laughed as he walked to the bar to get the wine. A few minutes later, they're now playing snooker or rather, Zac's teaching her how to play. He's behind her as she holds the cue stick while he holds her hands to shoot the white cue ball to pot a coloured ball. The tension between their bodies heightened, Fatima's ass pressed on Zac was very distracting for him and how soft it was only made matters worse. He was completely trying not to get hard because he didn't want to make her uncomfortable, but the more he was solving maths problems in his head, the more the little movements from her ass brought him back to reality.
Fatima wished she hadn't taken off her coat earlier because she could feel his breath on her neck and it got her all hot and flushed. As he explained the game to her, his voice so close to her ears sent vibrations running through her body and all waves leading to her core. She felt protected being in his big strong arms, but at the same time scared at where this was going. Desperate to calm the situation, she only made it worse as she turned to face Zac in excitement after she successfully pots two stripes. The moment she turned and her eyes met his, both eyes burned with desire.
"You have the most beautiful eyes," Zac complimented her. She was leaning on the pool table as he stood in front of her.
She throws both hands around his neck, "Thank you."
His eyes didn't leave her lips, and neither did hers. A magnet suddenly pulled them closer and closer with their lips almost touching, Zac read her to make sure he wasn't overstepping. Sparks ignited as he leaned in, brushing his lips against hers, inhaling the lingering wine smell on her breath, her body tensed as his hand crept to her waist holding her passionately. He pulled back his lips from her, teasing her. His tease was a huge turn-on for her and the moment his lips touched hers again, she bit his soft bottom lip and they both smiled as she parted her lips as his tongue explored her mouth.
Fatima couldn't hold it in anymore as she softly moaned in his mouth, accompanied by him perceiving her pheromones through their kiss and that sent him into a trance. Their kiss was sensual, sloppy, wet, erotic, and rushed, with her hands alternating between his neck and the back of his head.
Zac knowing his history with women, wanted to be different and respectful with Fatima. As they kissed he made sure not to go overboard so his hands remained on her waist even though he crazily wanted to grab and feel her ass so badly. Fatima pulled away from the kiss clearing her throat, she didn't understand why she was shy all of a sudden. Zac pecked her lips before taking a step back and they both smiled.
She touched his neck, "Your temperature seems to have come down."
He laughed, "With what just happened, I'm surely healed completely."
"Aha! A smooth talker he is," Fatima said not being able to conceal her smile. She picked up her wine glass from the side of the pool table and sipped a generous amount.
"A smooth talk has to be the truth, that's why it's smooth after all. And you baby girl, what did you mean earlier when you said 'keep having a good time." Zac asked with air quotes.
"Ohh...about that." She responded nodding her head.
"Yes about that, it obviously came from somewhere." He expressed as he crossed his arms over his chest.
"Well, knowing your history, that's if it's just history and not still the present, you're known for a lot of things. One of them is womanizing, so I just thought the reason you were ignoring me was because you were with other girls."
"Well, those are merely speculations since there isn't any proof to it, BUT, I wouldn't lie to you. So... maybe that's true but I surely wasn't with anyone else. It was just work and then I just got worked up."
"Speaking about work, seems like you're doing almost everything yourself with your new club."
"I am, that project is my baby. I've always wanted to own a club. Speaking about it, would you be my date tomorrow for the club opening? please say yes."
"Yes, I'd love that."
"Yes! Let me get you lit Babygirl!"