•{JADA}•

𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐊𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑

I walked onto the sidewalk. My belly growled from being empty. I rushed down the street to at least find a local McDonald's. I yelp when I feel my phone buzz in my pocket. The caller ID was unknown. I answered to hear Elijah.

"Hey, Jada."

"Hey Elijah." I walk off to the side, not blocking anyone.

"I think I saw you walking down the street." My eyes widen.

"You did." I search around the street to find him.

"I'm on my way back." I see his car, pull up to me. I laugh seeing him smile at me. His hair was pulled into a bun, strands flew in the wind.

"Elijah," I yelled. He got out of the car, gesturing for me to get inside. I sit inside and watch others make faces at us.

"Where did you get this?"

"My father had it and gave it to me before he died." Instantly feel bad for asking. I was so hesitant to speak up. "I'm sorry for asking and I'm sorry about your lost." He furrows his eyebrows and shakes his head. "No. It's fine. He was a good man." It was quiet for while before I think of another topic to speak on.

I touch the interior. "Fuck, this is amazing."

"Right," he chuckled. My belly rumbled loudly, making me want to curl up into a ball.

"Jada, Are you hungry?" I nod. "I was gonna head home anyway. Let's get you some food."

"Elijah it's fine. I'm ok." He frowns.

"Jada, you're my company. So, I'm gonna get you food," he ordered. I nod and smile.

He drives off, causing the wind to move through my curly hair. His arms flex in his white dress shirt. "Where were you?" I asked, bitting my lip.

"I went to a meeting," he says, placing his arm behind my seat.

"Well, Elijah. Tell me more about yourself."

"I'm a father of a three year old." My heart skips a beat. I've never meet a man who had children.

"Oh wow." He nods, focusing on driving. I furrow my eyebrows and readjust in my seat.

"Are you not interested?" He asked, frowning now.

"Elijah, I still am. It doesn't matter to me."

"Good," he chuckled. His laugh was too contagious. I couldn't help but laugh along.

"What else should I know?"

He gulps, and frowns. "I'm 32 years old."

"Is that a big turn off?" He adds.

"Elijah like I said it's nothing to me." I fix myself in my chair. It becomes completely quiet before he speaks up again.

"How old are you, Jada?"

"I'm 22. I just graduated college."

"Congratulations." I giggle and smile. He grins at me.

"Thank you. Is me being young a turn off?" He frowns and shakes his head in disapproval.

"No. You're an educated, good-looking women. Why wouldn't I be attracted?" He grabs his hair tie out of his hair, making it flow in the wind. I watched as the sun showed off his light highlights, even though he had jet black hair.

"Thank you, Elijah."

"No problem, Jada."

He parks his car, taking me inside his beautiful home. My hands fly to my chest.

He's really rich.

He takes off my coat, setting it on the rack. "Jada," he blurts, knocking me out of my thoughts. He laughs at me.

"I'm gonna make you something to eat." He slips off his shirt, walking to kitchen. His back muscles flexed as he moved his arms up in the air.

I walk towards his view of the big loud city. I turn around sitting on the couch. The fluffy pillows surrounded me. My back instantly relaxes, causing me to feel a tingling sensation. I moan at the feeling, stretch my body. I freeze when I smell something delicious. Pancakes?

I rush to the kitchen to find Elijah cooking shirtless. I bite my lips, admiring veins on lower torso disappearing into his pants. "Jada," he questioned. I rush towards him.

"I'm done. Take a bite." I sat at his marble kitchen counter, looking down at the most fluffy pancakes I've ever seen.

"Elijah, these pancakes are massive. This is all for me?"

He nods, sitting next to me. "You don't want any?"

He chuckles, feeding it to me. I slowly take a bite of the savory pancakes. I close my eyes because of the very sweet taste.

"It's so good," I moan.

"Thank you, Jada."

After finishing my breakfast, I slouch onto the couch. I groan feeling my belly ache.

"You ok Jada?" He asked, caressing my cheek. I nod and lied my back on the couch. "Tell me more about yourself." He sighs, rubbing his chin.

"Well...I'm Japanese. My mother and father both are. As you see I'm very successful. I have a job in fashion, Marketing, etc."

My eyes widen and I focus my eyes on the ceiling. I sigh, taking in his rich lifestyle. "Look...Jada." He pulls my legs onto his thighs. "If this isn't what you want then we don't have t- " I quickly interrupt him.

"I wanna do this. I'm fine with how your life is. It doesn't bother me," I cooed. He smiles, caressing my legs.

"What about a date tonight?" I questioned.

"I thought this already was," he says, raising his eyebrow.

"What can we do?"

He stands up and sets my legs onto the couch. "I'm free for today." He held out his hand for me to take.

"Me too."

Elijah guides me to his play area. "Xbox?" He asked. I nod, grabbing a controller. We began to play Call of Duty. The room filled with screaming and yelling.

In midst of our game, we end up in one of his large t shirts. I quickly slip on his slippers, rushing out of the room. He follows me, tickling my sides. "Elijah," I giggled. He continues to tickle me, ignoring my calls. "Elijah, I wanna grab something to eat." He nods with a playful grin, grabbing my hand.

He opens the fridge revealing his grocery store built in fridge. My mouth drops at the delicious sight. "Elijah," I mumbled. My hand some how ends up on a bag of chicken nuggets and some fries.

"Let me make it for you," he implied. He grabbed it, opening the air fryer. He turns to face me. He admires the voluptuous woman in front of him. The atmosphere becomes too sexually and intense. I cough making it even more awkward.

"Jada. You don't know how much I wanna kiss you right now," he blurted. My hands become sweaty and my heart drops.

"I'm not going to because I wanna make you feel comfortable first."

I wanted to kiss him. I really did. But a small part of me wanted to wait. To see if this was real. The air fryer rings, making me jump.

"Done," he says, placing them on a plate. I grabbed a nugget and began eating with him.

"Thank you so much, Elijah. I'm happy." He gives me a grin. I slowly move his hair out of the way, feeling my body get close to his. I smell his Versace cologne along his chiseled chest. His breath touches my warm body.

I suddenly feel the need to pull away, only to be pulled back. His hands roam my back and sides. My breath hitched, feeling his dick against me.

"I like you," he whispers. I nod, lying my head against his chest. We stay in each other's arms for a few minutes before preparing for our date.

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