Love's Journey- Makaila's Story

by Sherell Lynn

  “Not a problem,” Adam responded. We continue listening to the beats being produced by the deejay in the booth. The drinks were flowing and were having a blast. I grabbed Ava’s hand, pulling her closer to me.

  “We have got to do this more often.”

  “I know, right? I mean look at us. We have the hottest guys here. And yours is loaded with money and doesn’t mind supplying the drinks. What’s not to love?” Her eyebrows moved up and down suggestively.

  “That’s not the reason why I’m with him.” Even though she was joking, I was not.

  “Sure, it’s not.” She winked. Ava suddenly stood up and told us that she was going to the ladies’ room. I got up to join her and she instructed me to sit back down, enjoy my man and keep the vultures in the club from coming on to hers. Something told me she might be in need of a minute to herself, so I agreed. I took my seat back that was in between my man and hers.

  “You okay babe?” He asks. I looked at Adam and nodded my head. He is always concerned about me. It was enduring and sweet. He had shown me that a man could be caring without a hidden agenda.

  When we first met, I did everything I could to avoid him. Chris had taught me to fear men who showed an interest in me. And that fear was something I still deal with. There were times that I compared Adam to Chris. Chris too had been affectionate and patient in the beginning. He was so patient that I ended up trying to seduce him. I was a virgin and I wanted him to be my first and my only partner. He turned me down more times than I could count. I often wondered if he was gay. He soon told me that he wanted me to be the one he would take to be his for life. I was stupid for believing him. He saw me as innocent and sweet, something that he could slowly unwrap and savor on.

  He was the first man that I had actually chosen to be with. Once he got what he wanted from me, the virgin bride, the submissive wife, he changed. He became controlling and abusive. Every day was a nightmare, until I escaped. I was waiting for the signs to show up in Adam. Those little details that I had missed seeing in Chris never surfaced in Adam. Yes, it had only been a few months, but I could honestly say I know more about Adam, than I had ever known about Chris.

  I took a sip of my drink trying to leave those thoughts in the past. I needed to remember why I was here. The main reason was sitting right next to me.

  “Adam, let’s dance,” I say, pulling him up off the couch. Adam spun me around and led me to the VIP dance floor. The song playing was an upbeat booty shaking, twerking hit. I bounced my ass up and down Adam’s long frame. His hands were all over me, finally resting on my hips, as I gyrated up against his manhood.

  He responded, “Damn, baby, this is a whole new wild side of you.”

  I turned around and placed my hands behind his neck. My heels gave me an added few inches, but it was not enough to be as tall as he was. I stood on the tips of my toes placing my lips to his ear. “Oh, my love, I plan to take you on a long, hot, and wild ride tonight.” Speaking those words aloud, I felt Adam’s manhood jump and harden even more.

  “Is that so, la mia tentatrice, my temptress?”

  I love it when he speaks in his native tongue. Italian sounded so romantic and hearing it come from a man that looked sexy as hell was truly panty dropping and mouthwatering. The heat that was coming from dancing and Adam had me in need of a drink. “Babe, let’s go back to our section to get a drink.” He grinned knowing exactly why I was hot and thirsty. As we walked side by side, hand in hand, I watched as the other females thirsted upon my man.

  Ava was the first to greet us. “Look at who finally made their way back to the group.”

  Adam spoke before I could. “My girl wanted to dance, so we danced.”

  “Well, while you two danced, I ran into someone and invited him up to our VIP.” Ava moved out the way and there sat Luke’s friend from the first night we met him. I could not even remember his name. To me he would always be the ignorant asshole who had tried his luck with me. He smiled as if he’d just won the lottery.

  “Hello, Bella.”

  I didn’t know how this fool remembered my name, I wished he didn’t. That night was one of many I tried to forget.

  Adam wrapped his arm around me, sensing my distress.

  “And here I thought you didn’t like white guys, I guess my bank account just wasn’t big enough.” The asshole cockily said, while running his eyes up and down my body.

  I shivered and Adam stepped in front of me. “I think you need to leave.”

  The asshole laughed. “That’s really funny. The way I see it, I touched that whore’s ass first, she—”

  My blood was boiling. Before he finished his sentence, I hauled over to him and spat in his face.

  He jumped up and tried to punch me, but his fist never made contact with any part of me.

  Adam knocked his hand away, delivering a powerful blow straight into the asshole’s face. The asshole fell back and landed on the couch. Adam jumped on top of him pounding hit after hit.

  “You wanna talk shit and try to hit my girl, you little bitch?!”

  I screamed trembling in fear.

  Luke ran over trying to pull Adam off his friend. “Come on, man. Get off him. You made your point.”

  “No, this prick is going to learn a lesson tonight.” He punched him in the stomach. “Don’t…” He punched him again. “Fucking touch…” He hit him again. “My girl…” He stood as security made their way over to us. “And don’t you even fucking look at her.” He grabbed me and pulled me out of the club.

  “Wait, Adam, wait!” I screamed. By now, tears were running down my face.

  Adam let out a deep sigh. “Bella, I’m getting you the fuck up out of here.”

  I jumped at the hoariness in his voice. He ran his hands over his face. “Look, I don’t mean to yell. I’m sorry. I don’t know how you know that guy, but no one will ever speak to you like that in my presence.”

  The SUV rolled up and Adam opened the door and damn near threw me in. “What about Ava and Luke they came with us?”

  He looked at me. “As far as I am concerned, Ava brought that prick over to our section. And he is Luke’s friend.” I understood where he was coming from, I really did. This all seemed like a scene out of a movie. No matter what Adam was feeling in the moment, it was not right to leave Ava and Luke here. Sure, the asshole is Luke’s friend and yeah, Ava brought him to the VIP.

  No one made that guy talk shit and show what a disgusting pig he really was. “Adam, you cannot be serious those are my friends. That asshole was the problem, not them. Please don’t…don’t leave them here.”

  He took his phone out of his pocket. I saw him typing a text. “Okay,” he said.

  “Okay, what, babe?”

  “It’s taken care of.” He put his phone back in his pocket and interlaced his fingers with mine.

  “Adam, can you please speak in complete sentences? What is taken care of?”

  “Bella, forgive me. Your friends will have a way home tonight. I have a car ready for them as we speak. I know the owner of the club. He will make sure Ava and Luke enjoy their night, or see to it that they take the car home. However, their friend will be thrown out.”

  I relaxed some. What happened at the club had me on edge and leaving my friends behind had me coming unglued. “Thanks, Adam.”

  “Tell me, my Bella, what’s the story with that guy?”

  “Umm…” My mind went racing trying to think of what to say. I never expected a catastrophic night. I was supposed to be having a night of dancing and drinking with my man and a couple of friends. Then we were going to go back to his place. I was ready to give Adam a night filled with passion. To show him I was his in every way possible. Now, I wasn’t so sure. Every woman loved when a man defended her honor. What I witnessed tonight was that and some. Adam was filled with rage. I was afraid of that type of anger. I had seen it too many times, what some one of his strength might be capable of. Maybe one-day Adam would hit me, just like Chris. Just like he beat that guy
up tonight. Now, he was asking me what the story was with that guy. Regardless, I felt he needed to know.

  “I met him at the same time Ava met Luke. Ava had taken me to a club in the city where we saw them for the first time. Luke was a nice guy, his friend, not so much. He cornered me and made some vulgar remarks. When he tried to put his hands on me, I lost it. I told Ava that we had to leave. That was the last time that I saw him, until tonight.” Adam reached for me and I jumped a little. I was obviously still nervous about what happened.

  Taken aback, Adam pulled me onto his lap, and I gasped at the sudden movement. Before I knew it, tears were running down my face and my body began to shake. Through my tears, I saw him succumbing. He wiped my tears with his hands and kissed me softly on my lips.

  “I would never hurt you, Bella. Please know that. In these past few months, I have grown to love you. I want to take care of you and that means protecting you. Don’t be scared of me, baby.”

  I didn’t want to be. Adam had always been the perfect gentleman. His hands made their way to my back. He began to rub my back with a gentle loving touch. “Bella, that guy is bad news. I hate that you had to see me lose my shit with him. In all honesty, I would do it again. I would hurt anybody who dared to hurt you.”

  I laid my head on his shoulder and thought about all he confessed. The car was moving and I had no idea where we were going. Before all the craziness at the club, I knew that we were spending the night together at his place, but now I was not certain. His words struck me right in the heart. Did he just admit that he loved me? Is that the reason he was so protective? Although he was violent tonight, it wasn’t at me. Chris had always used me as his punching bag. If I had been with him, he’d be determined to beat the shit out of that guy. Then afterwards, as usual the anger bequeathed to his preferred victim, me.

  Adam was different. Instead of being angry with me, he was concerned and affectionate. Resolving my issues, I rubbed my hands over his face. “Adam, did just say you love me?” I was still shaken up from the fight and it had taken me a minute to realize what he had said.

  “Oh, you just caught on to that?” He chuckled. “Yes, I love you, Bella, il mio cuore étuo, my heart is yours.” He caressed my cheek and pulled me in for a kiss. Our tongues collided as we nurtured each other’s mouths. We breathed in each other’s scent. He smelled like sandalwood and an ocean breeze molded together to create a scent only branded for him. His lips sucked on each one of mine. His hands roamed over my covered breast.

  I pulled back to catch my breath. “Adam, I love when you speak to me in Italian. Even though I have no idea what you’re saying, I love it and I love you too.”

  My lips found his again. The temperature in the SUV had reached an unbearable level. We were wearing too many clothes, but we couldn’t very well strip with his driver in the front seat. I paused for a minute, with my lips hovering over his I whispered, “Where are we going?” I only asked because I needed to know how to proceed.

  “I’m taking you to my home. We are actually out in front of my penthouse now.” He says opening the door. He stepped out and extended his hand for mine.

  Once inside, Adam entered a code to open the entrance door. We walked past the lobby and crossed the threshold of the elevator. We made it to the top floor and the doors opened to his massive apartment. When we got inside, I studied his layout. It was an immense penthouse apartment with huge bay windows. In the far distance, I can see the city lights. Adam’s penthouse was the only apartment on the top floor. On one of our dates, he had told me he built and designed the whole building. The top floor was his pride and joy because he knew he was going to make it his home. The floor plan was open and had a clean masculine feeling.

  Adam placed his hand in mine and stepped forward. “Let me give you the grand tour.” We stepped out of the living room and to a hall on the right. “I have the whole top floor to myself. It’s a four bedroom three and half bath with two living areas.”

  This place was huge. In one room, there was a state of the art home gym. He designated another room for his office, which also had the half bathroom in it. In between those two rooms was a full-size bathroom. The other two bedrooms were on the left side of the penthouse. He explained that both were master bedrooms, each with its own full-size bathroom. It was all stunning. Each room screamed of his exquisite taste.

  Our final part of the tour ended in his bedroom where he threw me on his bed and his well-built body covered mine. Our eyes met. “You are gorgeous, Bella. I want to make love to you,” he said before kissing my neck. His kisses turned to licks as he licked his way down to my breasts. He stopped for a moment and sat me up to unzip the back of my body suit. Once unzipped, he pulled me out of it in one swift move. His eyes feasted on my black sheer mesh underwear. His hands and lips began to devour my body all at once. “Damn I can’t decide what part of you I want to taste first. But I guess I will start with your lips.” His tongue roamed over my lips, he biting and nibbling, getting his fill. He took my breasts in each one of his hands, caressing them softly, massaging them with all his love.

  “Mmm… Adam that feels so good,” I moaned, feeling the sensation of his lips and hands all the way down to my lower regions.

  “You like that baby?” He asked, applying more pressure, squeezing my breasts while releasing them from my bra, making a trail of kisses until his lips met his hands, switching between the two.

  “Yes, kiss me right there, Adam.” He did over and over again.

  His hand ran down my flat stomach and lower before stopping on my clit. He used those magical massaging powers to bring a rush of wetness and a tingle all the way up my spine. In one swift move, he ripped my underwear off and he went face first into my lady parts. He widened the space between my thighs by placing each one of my legs on his shoulders. Adam then started to ravish my lady parts with his tongue. His lips made love to mine. I moaned, surprised that this was feeling remarkably good. It was like having an out of body experience. As my back came up off the bed, my head thrashed against the pillow. Adam growled into a sensitive spot, as his finger entered me one at a time until he had in three. Sending me over the edge, I grasped for anything that would center me back down to this soft mattress.

  Adam got up, my nectar covering his face. He licked his fingers. “Babe you taste fucking amazing.” He took off his shirt and pulled down his pants. I watched in admiration of his biceps, triceps, and six pack abs. All the way down to that sexy-ass V that has my mouth watering. How could a man be so fit? My eyes grew large as his last article of clothing comes off and he presented me with the biggest penis I have ever seen.

  “Relax, baby I will go nice and slow.” Adam’s large frame covered mine, he centered himself at my opening. For what seemed like one full minute, he teased me. Moving back and forth coating himself with my nectar.

  He slipped himself inside of me staying true to his word. Taking it nice and slow, filling me up in the process. “Damn, Bella.” He cried out. The contrast of our skin, my dark to his light, infusing together to create a majestic sight. Inspiring such a passion in me that I could not have foreseen. Our lips connected. My hands reached down and grabbed his ass.

  “Harder, Adam!”

  He looked at me. “Are you sure?”

  I nodded my head. “Yes, baby.”

  He delivered one hard pump after another. “Oh shit!” He yelled. His manhood was pounding in and out of me at maximum speed. Hearing the sound of our bodies meshing as one turned me on even more. He ran his thumb over my clit, the movement sent us both over the edge and damn near off the bed.

  The next morning, I woke up to a sore body. Last night had been magical. Between Adam’s tongue game and his pipe work, I was worn out. We had been so caught up in the moment that we didn’t use protection each of the explosive times we made love. At the time, I wasn’t worried about it, it had felt too good, him taking me raw. I rolled over and studied his face. Adam was so fine. He was laying naked on his back and his body
had nothing, but lean muscle, with the biggest muscle in between his thighs.

  It jumped. “You wanna take him for another ride?” Adam questioned me with a devious look on his face.

  “Baby I’m so sore, I don’t think I could handle another ride.” He kissed me softly on the lips before getting up. I got a nice view of his ass as he stepped into the bathroom. I heard the water running and he stepped back into the room.

  He came and took a seat next to me on the bed. “I hope you don’t have any plans for today because I plan to take care of you. Starting with a warm bath to take care of your soreness. Then I plan to pleasure you, sending thrills all over your body again.”

  My body instantly became warm and my lady parts seemed to tingle with excitement. “Keep that up, Mr. De Luca, and I might not ever be able to leave.”

  He scooped me up in his arms and whispered in my ear, “That’s the plan, il mio amore, my love.” He carried me into the bathroom and placed me on my feet. I turned and wrapped my arms around him. I didn’t know how to approach the subject about us not using protection. Once could have been called an accident, several times was just irresponsible. Dr. Q had told me there’s only a zero to five percent chance for me to get pregnant, so that was not my main concern. It was still irresponsible of us to have unprotected sex, so many times. STD’s are real and anyone could have one. Sensing my hesitation Adam lifted my head to make eye contact with his. “What’s wrong, babe?”

  I gazed into his eyes and saw nothing, but compassion and concern. “We didn’t use any condoms last night.” He guided me in the tub before he spoke.

  “Bella, I have a clean bill of health. You don’t have to worry about getting anything from me, but my seed. Now if you’re worried about getting pregnant, I understand. I want you to know now that I am not worried. It would give me such pleasure to know that you could be carrying my child, hopefully soon. I am in love and committed to you and whatever we create together.” Adam then guided us both into his gigantic bathtub. The water instantly relaxed me, but my heart felt heavy with emotions.