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  Cum For Me

  An LDP Erotica

  Lock Down Publications

  Presents

  Cum For Me

  An Anthology by Ca$h and Company

  Copyright 2014 by Lock Down Publications

  All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems without permission in writing from the publisher, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages in review.

  First Edition October 2014

  Printed in the United States of America

  This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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  Cover design and layout by: Dynasty’s Cover Me

  Book interior design by: Shawn Walker

  Contributing Editors: Shawn Walker, Epic Kreationz, and Sandy Barrett Sims

  Foreword

  This erotic compilation is a first for LDP. Up until now we have only published urban and streetlit novels, but we wanted to give a special seductive treat to our supporters.

  Now it is time to turn the pages and Cum For Me… Ca$h

  Obsession

  By

  Coffee

  There has been a report that millionaire mogul was found dead late Monday morning... More news at twelve.

  A few days earlier…

  “Touch it,” Teddy demanded the moment Delilah answered her phone.

  “What? You’re kidding, right?” She let out a nervous giggle.

  “Hmmm,” he sexily growled. The sound of his voice was as deep as the ocean and as smooth as velvet. A smile parted his lips. “Do I play?”

  Delilah shook her head no as if he could see her. She cupped her phone and spoke closely into the receiver. “No, you don’t. But I’m at work and there are people around me.”

  “I’m stroking this hard, black dick and I need you to come sit on it.”

  Oh, shit! Her inner slut echoed. Her pussy began to thump as a sexy image of Teddy using his massive hand to slide up and down the length of his Mandingo thickness appeared.

  Delilah looked at her watch. It was 7:15PM. In fifteen more minutes, she could clock out and give him the business privately. “I get off in a few minutes, baby. At least wait until I get in my car,” she reasoned.

  “You’re gonna get off now!” He ignored her, breathing heavily into the phone.

  She tensely shot up to her feet and looked over her cubicle to see the number of co-workers that remained on her floor.

  “Delicious?” He called her by the pet name he’d given her the first moment he tasted her passion fruit.

  “Ummm hmmm,” she drowned in the silk of his voice as she scanned the office still.

  “I don’t give a fuck where you are. That’s my pussy and I said touch that muthafucka!” he growled. Delilah’s heart started racing and small pants escaped her mouth. She sat back down and threw one of her legs over the other in an attempt to slow down the excitement stirring between them for that man. Teddy was the kind of brother who got what he wanted and at that moment he wanted her. “Touch it!” He ordered for the final time, startling Delilah from beneath the timid rock she’d attempted to crawl under.

  Her chest heaved up and down from nervousness, but his persistence melted her like butter. She had no choice other than to touch it.

  “Okay, baby,” she panted.

  She made a fast break to the ladies room on the opposite end of her floor and luckily, every stall was empty. She went into the last one. With her cell phone clutched between her face and shoulder, she came out of her slacks and panties.

  Delilah was torn between two emotions, the one that craved the freaky encounter she was about to have and the one that was fearful in the face of being caught because of it.

  She stepped back into her heels and propped one foot upon the seat of the toilet. Thoughts of him, of them, had her vaginal faucet running by the time she finally touched her peach.

  Delilah closed her eyes and snuggled against her phone as if it were him. Her pussy automatically began to pucker when the image of his naked perfection stationed itself in her mind.

  “Take a picture of my pussy. Let me know it’s real,” he demanded.

  She could tell from his breathing that he was stroking himself to full excitement. She said nothing as she dropped the phone to do as she was told.

  “Sent.”

  Seconds later, he saw his deliciousness glossed with her nectar. Her chocolate coated lips were the sweetest and juiciest he’d ever tasted. He didn’t know his dick could get hard ‘til it hurt, but it had.

  “Fuck!” His voice echoed off of the walls of his master bedroom suite. “Spit on your fingers. Run them over that clit until it swells up for me.” She opened her mouth, but kept her voice subdued. “How that shit feels?” He demanded to know.

  “It feels good,” she whispered as she felt her pearl tingle under the constant sweep of her fingers.

  “I don’t believe you. How the fuck does it feel?” He spoke commandingly.

  “It feels gooood.” She sang in a higher pitch as she quickly rotated her fingers in a circular motion. The hood of her clit grew enormously as the urge to release came upon her.

  “Now, slide two of your fingers inside.”

  “Ummm,” she moaned.

  “Yeaaa! Get deep in that shit. Grind on them muthafuckas like it’s that donkey dick I’m swingin’.”

  Delilah did just that. She almost lost her balance in the process of executing his sexual instructions, but she regained her footing and began a light bounce to further drive them inward.

  Teddy listened to her get lost in the abyss of lust, and like the masochist he was, he blurted his next directive. “Stop!”

  “Huh? Baby, I’m on the brink of—”

  “And I said stop!”

  She removed her hand like he’d instructed. “But why, though?” She pouted. Her joy button was tingling, craving to be stroked.

  “I don’t like how long it took you to obey me. So, I will fly into New Orleans—tomorrow. I’m gonna show you who that shit for. Have my pussy ready when I get there.”

  Teddy hung up the phone. He didn’t need to hear her response because she belonged to him and when he wanted her, he would have her.

  *****

  The next morning Delilah woke up with childlike excitement. The night before, Teddy had informed her that he would arrive at Louis Armstrong Airport at 5:45PM the next day. She couldn’t wait to wrap her arms, her legs, her entire body around her guy.

  Her back arched as sexual surges shot through her system. Just thinking about her teddy bear got her aroused. She drifted into a daydream before the chiming of her phone snapped her out of it. Her cell was under the covers somewhere. She scrambled to find it because it could have been Teddy calling and she missed his calls next to never.

  Delilah looked at the caller ID and immediate trepidation filled her chest. It was her longtime friend, Suede, calling. Seeing his number reminded her of their date that she’d promised him weeks ago for later that evening.

  Shit! How did I forget? She questioned. “Teddy!” She answered out loud.

  She could get so lost inside of that man, she was liable to forget her own name if he didn’t call her by it.

  She slapped her forehead. Think. Think. Think, she chanted.

  The ringing silenced. She sighed a breath of relief, but then it started back up. She had to find the most delicate way to back out of her plans with Suede and quickly.
/>   Instantaneously, she felt some type of way because she didn’t want to break Suede’s heart, but there was no way she would miss her rendezvous with her out of town lover.

  Delilah answered the phone in a very drowsy tone, “Hello.”

  “Good morning. Did I wake you up?” He questioned.

  “No, but I don’t feel well,” she coughed into the receiver.

  “What’s the matter, La La? Tell me what to do,” Suede asked instantly. He was so sincere.

  “Nothing I haven’t tried already. I’m just going to doctor myself and stay in bed.” Delilah was breathing through her mouth to give the stuffy and congested effect.

  “La La, the sooner I can get you feeling better is the sooner we can possibly still have our special night tonight. I’ve put a lot into this.”

  She could hear his optimism through the phone.

  “Ah—ah a chew,” she faked. “I’m in no condition to get out of bed. Can’t you hear it in my voice?” She sniffled.

  That night was Suede’s opportunity to show Delilah how much he truly loved her outside of friendship. He’d depleted a good chunk of his savings to buy her a promise ring. A little diamond reminder that his love would be forever.

  Things clearly weren’t going to work the way he’d meticulously planned them, but he was willing to make adjustments just to make the night happen anyway.

  “We don’t have to get out. I’ll come over to your place. Cook dinner. The whole nine.” He offered her his plan B.

  Why are you making this so hard? She wondered.

  “That won’t be necessary. I’m contagious and aside from that I just want to sleep in as much peace as I can for as long as I can. You’ll do better staying away.” She strained the last few words. “We can get together another weekend, okay?”

  Suede would have gladly run the risk of getting sick himself if it meant she would feel better, but he reluctantly conceded. “Alright. I love you.”

  “Always,” she responded faintly before disconnecting the call.

  Suede hung up the phone, unable to think of anything but his La La. He knew she wanted to be left alone to protect him from her ailment, but he knew what she needed. And that was some TLC—from him.

  He stopped at the Walgreens on Morrison Rd. and racked up sixty dollars’ worth of various medications that would cure anything from a common headache to the flu. Within the hour, Suede showed up at her house. Although Delilah instructed him not to, she expected him nonetheless. And she was prepared.

  When she heard the knock on the door, she rolled her eyes and threw her head back. She knew he meant well, but must he be this insistent?

  Delilah tossed her heating pad in the closet, she sprayed mist on her exposed body with water from her spray bottle and heavily saturated her chest with Vick’s Vapor Rub. She looked terrible and smelled sick.

  Great!

  It was a pity, the lengths she’d go through to carry out a lie, but just one night with Teddy was worth it.

  She took an abnormal amount of time to open the door and when she did, she leaned against the edge of it for support. “What did I tell you?” She coughed into the fold of her arm.

  Suede held the bag at chest level and smiled a gorgeous smile, one that could remove dark clouds from a sky.

  He welcomed himself inside through the small space Delilah allotted. She closed the door and fell against it.

  Getting rid of him is going to be exhausting.

  She truly appreciated her friendship of twelve years with Suede, but that was all he was. A friend. But because she knew his feelings ran deeper than the platonic level where her feelings for him remained, it made it difficult to openly tell him about Teddy.

  He placed the back of his hand on her forehead. “You’re burning up. I should have something in here for that.” He rummaged through the medicines.

  She sluggishly dragged herself into her room where he followed her.

  Hours had passed and Suede was determined not to leave, but he had to. Delilah couldn’t have the man who loved her, meet the man she loved.

  Teddy had Delilah wrapped around both his finger and his head. She couldn’t resist him for nothing or nobody. Not Tammi, his wife of seven years, TJ, his three year old son, her commitment to Greater Ascension Baptist Church, or Mr. Reliable aka Suede.

  Delilah lay in bed staring at the time. Her clock read 3:45PM already. Suede clearly stayed longer than she desired, but she had a mental time frame in which he absolutely had to vacate the premises. She was only a half hour ride away from the airport and Teddy was as punctual as they came. Aside from that, Teddy had a key and she didn’t need him bursting through her doors seeing a man there.

  “You know I can stay the night,” he sweetly offered.

  She unintentionally snapped. “But you won’t. Listen, I appreciate everything you’ve done today, I really do, but I’m getting groggier and my attitude is about to jump to a thousand. I just want to be alone.” She flipped on her side and nuzzled back under the covers.

  There I finally said it, she thought.

  “That’s how it is?” Suede abruptly stood up from the bed. His voice boomed with anger. “I come over to take care of you and this is how you treat me?”

  She almost came out of character when he jumped out of the bag on her, but she digressed. “I didn’t ask you, remember?”

  “You’re ungrateful, Delilah, you know that?” He heatedly spat.

  “No. I’m sick and you should go. I will call you when I feel better.” She climbed out of bed and walked into the living room to her front door.

  Suede stood in the same position, looking at the bedroom door she walked out of. He was hurt. It just didn’t matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get anywhere with her.

  “A’ight, then.” He yelled out as he stomped his way through her house, stopping mere inches away from her face. “You don’t have to call!” He walked out of her door, slamming it behind himself.

  She jumped at the piercing sound of the slam and clutched her heart.

  Any other time she would have chased him and pacified him because she never wanted to upset him. She couldn’t focus on his needs right then and there, though. She would nurse his wounds later, she always could. But now she had to get ready for date night with Teddy.

  *****

  At 6:30PM, Delilah’s doorbell rang and she almost hopped out of her heels. She trotted quickly through her house, pausing briefly at the mirror in the foyer to once over herself for the final time.

  Her pussy started pulsating, knowing that only a door separated her from him. Calm thee hell down, she giggled as she looked down toward her excitable kitty.

  She swung her door open and there he was in his decadent flesh.

  Theodore Champion was an undeniable kind of handsome. From head to toe, he stood six feet four and his dark as midnight skin blanketed his muscular frame.

  Delilah energetically rushed inside of his opened arms. He leaned down and planted an electrifying kiss on her lips, one that made her knees buckle.

  Her sugary kisses made his nine inch python actively snake in his pants.

  He backed her inside of the house, bending down to pick up his overnight bag, and crossed the threshold of her door. Dropping his luggage, he pulled her back into his embrace as he kissed her more passionately. He slid his hands over her ample ass to panty check and discovered she had some on.

  He kneeled down on one knee and ran his hands over her shapely thighs. She began breathing quickly. “What I tell you about these?” He grabbed her thong on each side and snatched it off of her. Then he tossed it in the middle of the floor.

  Now he was face to face with his bush paradise. He placed his nose next to her garden and inhaled the scent of his woman. He kissed her mound and then crooked his head slightly to the side so he could run his tongue over those lickable lips of hers.

  “Sssss,” she divided her legs and moaned out, gripping his head.

  Teddy looked up at her. Her head
was thrown back, her eyes were closed and her body anticipated his next move. But he stood to his feet and smooth down her dress.

  “Huh? Why you stopped?” She looked confused.

  He had to chuckle at her dazed expression. Teddy looked at his watch. “We got time,” he teased.

  She slapped him against his chest. “Why do you torment me like this?” she pouted.

  Teddy didn’t respond, she already knew the answer. He never did what was expected. It was that edge about him that always kept her burning with desire for him.

  He took her by the hand, so he could get a three hundred and sixty degree view of her. He twirled her around slowly and cataloged everything about her exquisiteness.

  She wore the Balmain designer dress and Giuseppe heels he surprised her with last week. The note inside read: You’ll know the right time to wear this.

  He loved adorning her with high priced gifts and clothing that accentuated her sex appeal because Delilah was as tempting as her name sounded.

  Her baby soft skin was the color of cocoa. Her natural hazel eyes were the symmetry of almonds. Her long shapely legs flowed like a continuous river. Her breasts were like two ripe and juicy melons which drew as much attention as her curvilinear apple bottom. And to top it off, Delilah smelled and tasted like honeysuckle.

  “Damn, you’re fine.”

  “And yours,” she added. After she looked over her eye candy, she asked, “Baby, why did you ring the doorbell instead of using your key?”

  “I must have misplaced them because I couldn’t find them before I left. Have no worries, though. They’re probably at my office.”

  “Okay,” she gushed as he touched her chin softly.

  “One moment.” He excused himself, leaving her standing in the foyer of her home. Teddy needed to hide a little surprise that he carried in his overnight bag in her negligee drawer.

  As he returned back up front, he slapped and rubbed his hands together. “Are you ready, Delicious?”

  Delilah danced in place, gleefully. “What’s on the agenda for tonight?” she asked.