She looks at him and smiles while her head rest against his arm. "I missed you and I wanted to believe you when you said you wanted to be with me. I had to wait to see if you were serious," she says.
“No you were right to do so. I have to say I was being a prick!” he says.
“Over time I realized I needed you,” he says kissing her. “I love you."
“I love you too,” she says.
He kisses her lips while running his hand up her dress between her legs.
Samantha begins to fall under his hypnotic spell.
“So you came close to having sex last night huh?”
"Almost," she moans.
Jacob pulls his hand back, snapping back to reality.
"Oh how does it feel?" she asks.
"Samantha it's not funny.”
“You’re right, it’s not funny. We've been apart for a while and I should have been able to have sex with someone else. I needed to stop thinking about you,” she says.
“Samantha I want you in my bed tonight and every night!”
She smiles.
The waiter brings their main course.
“Anything else?” Rafael asks.
“No,” replies Jacob.
Jacob kisses her neck placing his hand in her panties again moving his finger in and out.
“Damn you’re wet!”
"I bet you still taste sweet,” he whispers.
"Jacob, please stop?” she demands. “Or I will leave.”
"Okay!" he says as he put his hands up in the air.
They start to eat.
Samantha tells him about her day. She tells him someone else will have to take over her projects if she decides to leave with him.
“Jacob what guarantee do I have that you’re not uprooting me to go play house?”
“Samantha, fucking cut it out! “I said I want to marry you. Why are you giving me such a hard time?” he asks.
"Because I'm scared," she admits.
“Listen, I have to work Tuesday. So I want to spend as much time as I can with you,” he says.
He leans over and whispers in her ear. “I plan to fuck you up out that dress tonight!”
“Jacob, stop. You’re getting me worked up! I'll be back I have to go to the restroom.” Jacob stands up as she leaves.
The women in the restroom are being catty as usual. While she uses the bathroom the ladies are talking about Jacob.
"That’s the woman with Jacob Latters. She’s black so she must be an escort," declares one of the ladies.
Amazingly Samantha holds her composure. She comes out of the stall, reapplies her lipstick, looks at the dress as it hugs her in all the right places and fluffs her hair. Samantha never says a word as she turns around to leave. When Samantha returns to the table Jacob sees the anger in her face.
“Samantha what's wrong?”
She works hard to hold back the tears. She takes a gulp of wine before saying, “They think I'm an escort because you could never have a black girlfriend.” One single tear drops from her eye.
“Oh that's it! Let's go! Which table?” he demands. “Samantha, which table?”
They stand to put their coats on. He grabs Samantha's hand and pulls her in the direction of the table. Jacob stops in front of their table.
“You were rude to her because she's my girlfriend who happens to be black! She's not an escort! But she is indeed my woman,” he says as he storms out pulling Samantha's beside him.
He opens the truck door for her then closes the door behind him as he climbs in, blood boiling.
“To my apartment please thank you,” she says. She pauses then looks at Jacob. “I need to get some things.”
He reaches for her hand and pulls her close and holds her in silence. They pull up in front of her apartment.
“I'll be back.”
Samantha enters her apartment.
She feels it’s important to call Marvin: “Hi Marvin it's Samantha.”
“Did you get the flowers?” asks Marvin.
“Yes, they are beautiful!” she says. “I am calling so you can hear it from me first. My ex-boyfriend is Jacob Latters. He wants us to work on our relationship. It was my fault that we broke up. I didn't want to just leave you a message. I'm sorry!”
"Well that's too bad!" says Marvin. “Thanks for calling I guess.”
There's a knock at the door.
“Goodbye," she says.
"Bye," says Marvin.
She places her phone on the table before opening the door. Samantha opens the door for Jacob then turns to walk back to her bedroom. He closes the door. He grabs her and pulls her back toward him kissing her ear as he removes his coat and jacket throwing them on the chair. He holds her in his arms kissing her neck; he could feel her heart beating fast.
“Baby it’s ok,” he says while he slowly pushes her body against the wall. "Don't move," he commands.
He holds her arms above her head leaning against her body. Kissing the small of her neck he removes one of his hands to pull up her dress.
He slowly removes her panties, placing them on the table behind him then turning her around to face him. They look into each other's eyes. He places his hands on either side her head as he slowly kisses her lips. He moves down between her legs getting on his knees.
He takes her shoes off one at a time then puts one of her legs over his shoulder. Noticing she is already wet for him he looks up at her with his devilish grin. He starts to lick her in a slow, sensual, circular motion until she starts to convulse all over with almost unbearable pleasure. Barely able to catch her breath her head falls back against the wall from the pleasure he brings her. His tongue feels so good. Oh how she misses how he can make her feel. Just when she thinks she can’t take anymore pleasure from what he’s doing to her, he stands up, kisses her neck, and then unzips his pants pulling out his full erection. He kisses her so she can taste herself on his tongue. Picking her up as he enters her slowly, she wraps her legs around his waist, and her arms around his neck. Her back arches and her head rolls back and forth from the pleasure and the pain as she screams, “Oh God! Oh God!”
Jacob says, “Damn I miss the way you feel.” He moves faster thrusting back and forth. “Were you really going to let someone else make love to you?” he asks. She stares then kisses him. "I want you to be the mother of my children Samantha,” he says giving her a look of great longing. “Oh baby,” he whispers in her ear. His breathing is rushed and uncontrollable.
“Damn it Samantha! How do you do this to me? I don't want anyone else!” he yells. He pushes deep inside her as he cums inside her. “Fuck!” he yells. He holds her in his arms and kisses her.
He lowers her down to the floor. Samantha then goes to the bathroom in her bedroom while he goes to the guest bathroom to clean up.
Now while standing in her doorway Jacob says, "I'll take you dancing tonight if you want.”
"Yes!" she squeals.
She grabs a nice dress that hugs her body perfectly, from her closet.
“Jacob we need to talk about birth control. If we aren’t careful I will be pregnant again soon.”
He walks up kissing her.
“I want to get you pregnant. I'm serious I want you to have my children,” he says kissing her neck. “I don’t want you to take the pill.”
“No Jacob. I will not be a baby mama! I will go on the pill and once we’re married I would like to have four children for you. But for now I'm going on birth control pills.”
"Ok," says Jacob.
They go to a popular dance club in Midtown. They hold hands as they enter the club. There are lots of pictures being taken of them.
"It's really different going through the front door with you,” she says.
“Getting all this attention is surreal.”
They go up to VIP and sit in their booth.
"Are you ok?" she asks.
“Yeah, I’m good! I haven't had a girlfriend in a long time," he says.
He takes out
his phone to take a picture of them.
"Smile," he says as he snaps the picture.
He posts the picture on social media: “Out with my beautiful girlfriend for a night on the town!”
"Are you ok?" asks Jacob.
“Yes! I'm ready to dance!”
They dance well together and surprisingly the fans let them have a good time.
After the club they drive to the package store. She glances at the driver. He looks at her with an all too familiar expression.
"I’ll be right back," says Jacob.
"What is it?" she asks the driver.
"Be honest with me," he says. "Is he seriously going to wife you?" he asks.
"Yes!" she says.
“Ok, I just hope you can take the pressure. These women will stop at nothing to try and take him back from you,” says the driver.
“Here, take my card in case you need a driver.”
Samantha glances down at the business card.
"If you do marry him there's no more driving yourself around," he says.
“What’s crazy is Mr. Latters was really nervous before he came to see you.”
Samantha looks perplexed.
"Thanks John!" she says with concern. "My name is Samantha Posey by the way." she says.
"Nice to meet you," says John.
Jacob gets back in the truck.
“I got your vodka,” he says.
"Are you supposed to go in the store alone?" she asks.
"Don't worry, I have protection," says Jacob.
“My security guys are in the truck behind us.”
They pull up to the Ritz Carlton where Jacob is staying.
The bellhop takes their bags.
"Goodbye John," says Samantha. When they step into the hotel room Samantha takes in all its beauty. This is her first time staying at the Ritz. Jacob helps her take off her coat. Then he takes off his coat and jacket. She takes off her shoes and they sit on the couch. He rubs her feet.
"Thanks baby!" says Samantha.
"Ok let’s really talk," he says.
"Ok."
She sits up so he can unzip her dress. She takes it off throwing it on the chair. She sits back down next to him. “I'm listening,” she says as she jumps up to make their drinks. "Just tell me," says Samantha.
“I think my family will be ok with knowing you're my girlfriend but not as my wife.”
Deep down in her heart she knows that it’s true.
"I was raised that all people are equal, but when it was all said and done, that wasn't true. One day after school I brought my black girlfriend to my house to study. My parents smiled and were cordial. After she left, they told me it was phase that I was going through. Deep down I’ve always been attracted to black girls. When you and I met you were fun, outgoing, funny and of course beautiful. I knew I wanted you to be my wife almost immediately. When we lost the baby I felt I got a break. Although I know I want a family with you, my family won’t understand. I realized I was only lying to myself because even with the lies you told me I knew you were my soul mate,” confessed Jacob.
"I feel like I've known you all my life," she says. "You caught me at a time in my life when all I had was me. I was tired of being fake to get a man. I'm afraid for you when you meet my family. I'd almost rather you not. They don’t want me dating outside of my race either. I've only ever liked a couple of white boys in high school. I always felt they can't handle a black girl’s attitude. What I’ve learned is that you have to be a very strong man to love a black woman," she says.
"Do you want a big wedding?" he asks.
“Yes I do. I’ve always dreamed of a big wedding. I don't want to elope but I guess I could as long as I'm with the man I love.”
"You know people are always going to stare at us and not always with positivity," he says.
"What about your career?" she asks.
"I don't know. I play a demon killer on a TV show with an 80% white fan base. I will probably lose some fans. My show will be fine. My real fans will be in my corner no matter what. She sits on the couch in just her underwear looking sad.
"Come here," he says. “Are you ready for this terrible world of people? Let's see what they are saying on social media.”
Someone says, “Is it true you're dating a darky? You’re a disgrace to your race. He puts his IPhone down.
"I don’t care about them as long as we're together," says Jacob.
They take a sip of their drinks. She gets on his lap facing him as he takes off her bra and kiss her breasts.
"Come on," he says.
She grabs their drinks putting them on the night stand in the bedroom. He sits on the bed and she sits on his lap. She unbuttons his shirt, kisses his chest, and then bends down to take off his shoes, then pulls off his slacks and underwear.
"You are where you belong. In my bed and forever by my side," he says.
"Do you think the pregnancy was an accident," asks Jacob.
"Sadly no. I believe we knew exactly what we were getting into. That's why we were so hurt about the loss,” says Samantha.
"We'll get married; have a year to ourselves; then babies," he says.
They lay at the opposite end of the bed facing each other. He pulls off her panties. He puts his hand on her face kissing her long and slow.
He retrieves their drinks from the night stand. They down their drinks. He puts the empty glasses back on the night stand and rubs her bare breasts as she lay next to him. He runs his hand down her stomach to her thigh then uses his fingers to gently massage her clit all the while watching the pure pleasure on her face. Her eyes roll to the back of her head from the intense pleasure. She runs one hand through her hair and her other hand on top of his between her legs. He moves to the top of the bed.
"Come here," he whispers.
She crawls on her hands and knees; her straight hair flowing from side to side. She hovers over him as she kisses his chest and slowly licks his nipples in a circular motion moving up to his neck kissing and sucking. They kiss as they gaze into each other's eyes. She can’t help but think how he was just having sex with lots of other women yesterday. Now he's here with her telling her he loves her, wants to marry her, and have his children. She puts it out of her mind and straddles him as she reaches for the headboard. She rides him like pro.
She moves up and down on his erection as his hands rest on her hips. She watches his face light up as if he’s in heaven. She loves to make love to him. It is so sensual and so easy. He rubs then sucks her nipples. Ever since the first time they made love they could feel the connection. There’s a distinct difference with him than with other guys. She moves faster and faster until Jacob cums.
"Damn you’re good!" says Jacob.
She gets up and lay against his chest. She is extremely nervous about meeting his parents tomorrow. She is afraid they won’t accept her.
Chapter 7
In the morning he calls his credit card company asking for a second Black Card to be sent to his home in L.A. for Samantha T. Posey. The plan is for them to spend a full day with his family, so they can really get to know her.
“Did you bring any jeans and tennis shoes,” he asks.
“Yes I did.”
“Good because we’re playing your sport, flag football!” he says.
“Yes!” she says with glee.
He loves to see her excited about the simple things in life. It makes him feel so good inside. He is planning to meet his Jeweler in L.A. to pick out her engagement ring. He can’t wait to see the excitement on her face when he presents it to her. He is determined to make her is wife this summer. He didn’t know if it was healthy or not to meet someone in October and want to marry them by March but he doesn’t care either. He tells her he will have Shannon send his schedule to her. That way she can get adjusted to his life. Samantha goes into the bathroom to finish getting ready. She looks into the mirror and starts crying. She is so afraid that his parents are going to tell them, “Hell no! You can’t marry t
hat black girl.”
Jacob calls her name and she doesn’t answer the 1st time.
"Just a minute,” she says in a shaky voice.
He knocks on the door, “Can I come in?”
"No," she says.
He comes in anyway. She is sitting in the corner of the bathroom with her knees to her chest and her arms around her legs.
"What the hell happened?" he asks.
"I’m scared," she says.
His eyes got big. "Scared of what?" he asks.
"Your parents are going to tell you that you can’t marry me," she says sobbing.
He gets on his knees to talk to her holding her arms.
"Look at me. I'm a grown man and no one can make me do what they want," he says. I live my life the way I see fit, I do what I want and that’s final, so if they disown me then it’s unfortunate. I’m living my life for us not for them. When you become my wife, you come first before anyone. Try not to worry about it. We will get through today. To be honest, I’m nervous too. “But we will be ok,” he says wiping the tears from her beautiful light caramel colored face kissing her forehead. He helps her up. “We have to board my jet. It’s in Kennesaw which is twenty minutes away.”
She is wearing a cute red flare skirt with a gold top, pearl necklace, red cardigan sweater, and black red bottom stilettos.
When they arrive, the Butler let them into the huge foyer from which a gorgeous chandelier hangs. His parents greet them. Jacob introduces them to Samantha.
"This is my mom Rebecca and my dad Jacob Sr. or Jake to keep down confusion,” he jokes.
“This is my girlfriend Samantha Posey,” says Jacob.
They look a little surprised but they give her a warm Texas hug.
"I'm baking a pecan pie Samantha, join me in the kitchen," says Rebecca.
“Of course,” she says.
The butler starts to take the bags.
“I've got them. Thanks anyway,” says Jacob.
Jacob takes their bags up to his room then heads out to the stables with his father. “So how long have you been dating this girl?” asks Jake.
"About three months,” says Jacob.
"Three months and she’s already your girlfriend?" asks Jake.
“You knew when you first saw mom that you wanted to be with her.”
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