I opened my arms. “Don’t sit there then. Come over here and get it.”
He got up from the table, so did I. As we embraced each other, Jaylin lowered his hand and squeezed my ass.
“Say, uh, when you said you needed a little more time, were you talking about sex too?” he asked.
I nodded and smiled. “Yes, I was and I hope you’re willing to—”
He silenced me with a kiss. It was a short kiss with a powerful impact. “I hear you, baby,” he said. “And I truly meant what I said about taking your time.”
We released each other, and ready to tackle his food, he returned to the chair. We chatted more while eating, laughing and drinking. I couldn’t believe when Jaylin complimented the food, though. That was until the entire steak was gone. He griped about the toughness of the steak and said he needed to go brush his teeth.
“After I brush, I’m going to take a bath. I know you don’t want to join me, but feel free to clean up this mess so I don’t have to.”
“You can be sure that I will, so go ahead and take your bath. I’ll be right on the sofa, chilling and catching up on a book I’ve been dying to read.”
Jaylin headed to the bathroom, so did I. I washed my hands while he brushed his teeth. After brushing, he stood by the Jacuzzi tub that was deep and squared. It had waterfall faucets on two sides that released crystal clear water that bubbled from the jets. Jaylin liked his water too hot for me, and as he filled the tub high with water, steam started to fill the bathroom. He removed his clothes, stepping his naked body right in.
“Ahhhhhh. Crank up the music, close the doors and leave me at peace,” he said. “And prepare yourself for a snow fight tomorrow.”
“I’m looking forward to it. Maybe then, we’ll actually learn how to ski.”
I left the bathroom and returned to the sitting area. The fire was still burning and the blaring sound in the background of Miles Davis’ horn set the mood. As I started to clean up, I couldn’t stop thinking about the man I loved. Jaylin was one in a million for sure. I was so lucky to have him, but I struggled a little with how to move forward. If anyone knew that tomorrow was never promised it was me. I mean, why wait when I had a chance right now to go all in? I thought. What was I waiting for? Perfection that I would never get from any man? I wasn’t perfect myself—nowhere near it. And after having a tug-of-war with myself, I finished tidying the room then removed my clothes. I relaxed on the chaise section of the sofa that took up most of the room in the sitting area. Feeling comfortable in my silky skin, I laid back and waited for Jaylin to exit the bathroom. But nearly forty minutes later, he was still in the tub. I wondered what was keeping him, so I tiptoed back to the bathroom to see what had caused the delay. I stepped through the double doors, smiling at the sight of him. He was slumped in the tub, sound asleep. The Jacuzzi jets were still going and tiny bubbles boiled inside of the tub. His head was tilted to the side, hair was curly and wet, and tanned body glistened. I stood for a moment in the cloudy, steam-filled room with my arms crossed and thinking about all we’d been through. It was a lot, and every time either of us had slipped away from each other, it always . . . always resorted back to this.
I quietly moved closer to the tub; my mind was consumed with so much enthusiasm for our future. Thinking more about it, I bent over, placing my lips on Jaylin’s. His lips were wet and soft to the touch. I thought my kiss would wake him, but with his eyes still closed, he shifted his head to the other side and swallowed. I pressed my lips against his again, this time, slipping my tongue between his lips. His eyelids fluttered, and seeing me close to his face, his beautiful gray eyes focused. I rubbed my nose against his.
“Wake up,” I said softly. “Do you mind if I join you?”
“The water is still kind of hot because of the heater.” He sat up a bit, causing the bubbling water to wave around. “But don’t let that stop you.”
I eased into the semi-hot water, straddling my legs in front of Jaylin. His eyes scanned down my body, and as I lowered myself to sit on top of him, I felt his steel grow immensely.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this,” he said. “I’ll wait, if you’re not ready yet.”
I showed him how ready I was when I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him. Our lips smacked, tongues slow danced. It felt so good to taste his tongue again; I savored every moment of the sweetness. His hands softly caressed the small of my back; I massaged mine all over his broad shoulders and chest. As the kiss intensified, he backed away from it, bringing my firm breast to his mouth. I sucked in a deep breath, closing my eyes from the feel of him massaging my breasts together and teasing my erect nipples with the tip of his curled tongue. My head dropped back, the arch in my back was high. My eyes rolled back as I tried to calm the electrifying feeling that was already taking over my body. My nipples couldn’t take much more, and when he lowered his tongue to turn circles in my navel, I was slightly relieved.
“Stand up,” he whispered. “Because if I enter you now, this will be over in a few minutes.”
With his muscle aimed high, I took him at his word. I stood with water raining down on me; Jaylin held a gaze as if he was in a trance again. He signaled what he was about to do by tapping his lips with his fingers. He leaned in, face first, targeting my goods. My leg was lifted, and he placed it on top of the tub. With my pearl peeking through my shaved slit, he took action. My legs instantly weakened, but I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling it at times to stay strong. His twirling tongue worked magic, and with his hands gradually massaging my butt cheeks, there wasn’t enough water in this tub to put out the fire I felt building by the minute.
“You’re about to get it,” I whined and straightened my spine so I wouldn’t falter from his swift licks that were tearing me up.
He backed away from my dripping insides that moistened his trimmed goatee. I traced it with my manicured fingernail, thinking to myself how much I had missed this. Yes, I missed this, more than he would ever know. As he brushed soft kisses on my inner thighs, my legs weakened more. “Hold on,” he said between pecks. “Don’t give it all to me yet.”
His request was difficult to honor. Especially by the way his hands roamed all over my body, squeezing me here and there. And when he turned me around so my backside could face him, I had already been schooled on what was coming next. Jaylin parted my cheeks, and to be sure he had access to my hotspots, I bent over, latching my hands on the tub for support. I fully endorsed the way his tongue journeyed through my hole, painting my walls and tickling my spot that made my heartrate pick up speed. My toes curled underwater. Eyes grew wide and mouth began to fill with saliva. In a matter of minutes, I rewarded him with creamy fluids that filled his mouth. My body melted right before his eyes. I found myself back in the tub, facing him again with more steam surrounding us. There was silence as we stared at each other, but no words needed to be spoken when our eyes said it all. This was pure love. It felt like love and I regretted that I had turned my back on true love. I was sure that Jaylin had many regrets too, but we were about to correct our mistakes and live a life that both of us truly deserved.
As I sat comfortably on his lap, his muscle tapped at my door. My folds opened. His steel came in quickly, tearing down my walls and causing me to rise up to the tip of his thick head. With my hands gripped on each side of the tub again, I glided my goodness up and down, polishing his steel with more cream, giving it a shine. My legs rested along his chest, while my feet poured slightly over his strong shoulders. He kissed my feet and lightly rubbed my legs as I kept sucking him in, inch by inch. Our eyes remained fixed on each other, but minutes later, his eyes lowered to take a glimpse at what was stirring between my legs. He appeared hypnotized, and to calm the intensity of what he was obviously feeling, he slowly shut his eyes. This time, his head dropped back; I felt his thick meat pulsating inside of me.
“Nooookea,” he moaned and clenched his fingers into my hips. “Do you have any idea, whatsoever, as to ho
w much I love you?”
His head straightened, eyes opened as he looked at me, awaiting a response. I continued to ride him at a tranquilizing speed, but paused, just for a minute, to respond to his question.
“I know. But you’d better know, trust and believe that I love you more.”
That must’ve been like music to Jaylin’s ears. A smile appeared on his face, and instead of allowing me to have sexual control, he immediately took over. With my goodness still comforting his muscle, his thrusts lifted me up high from the water. He pushed, I pushed back. He pushed again, I returned the favor. Eventually, I stayed up, because the feel of his lengthy pipe slipping in and out of me, tickling my spot, garnered a reaction from me. I delicately touched my pearl and widened my mouth to speak out.
“I . . . I can’t stop raaaaining,” I shouted with tightened fists.
“Rain, baby, rain all over me.”
My fluids flowed on him and in the tub. Jaylin kept the rhythmic strokes coming, and the last punch that he delivered caused me to squeeze my eyes and dip my hand in the tub to splash water on myself. I needed to cool down; so did he. He wrapped his arms around my waist, lifting me out of the tub so there was now no water between us. As he sat his solid frame on top of the tub, I straddled his lap with my legs clamped around him. We kissed feverishly. Hands roamed everywhere and his steel slipped right back in. I braced myself as he stood to get a solid grip on me. And as he stepped away from the tub, his hold on me was tight. My legs were open, arms were around his neck. Using much strength, he pulled me slightly back then brought me forth to feel his muscle that was harder, thicker and bigger than I had ever felt it before. He carried me, while making passionate love to me at the same time. With each step toward the sitting area where a more romantic setting awaited us, I was on cloud nine. Jaylin laid me back on the sofa, right in front of the fireplace. The crackling sound of the sizzling fire, the strawberry scent of the candles and his irresistible sexiness drew me right into the moment. My flat stomach trembled as he lay over me, delicately kissing my lips, nipples and coochie that was ready for more action. Our eyes locked together again—this time mine were filled with tears. I reached up, rubbing the side of his handsome face. My thoughts turned to how I intended to keep this fire burning. Instead of creating more years filled with drama, it was time to make our years together really account for something.
As Jaylin entered me, I threw one leg over the sofa to widen my legs and satisfy my throbbing pelvic. My hands were clenched on his ass; I forcefully pushed it in so I could suck in every inch of what he was feeding me. With each pleasurable thrust, I could feel his venomous veins gliding against my walls. His muscle dug deeper and deeper to the depths of my soul. My mouth cracked wide open. I loved every bit of the way he made the sweet syrup between my legs flow. I was so hungry for more of him, and as our lips hugged, we held an unbreakable gaze into each other’s eyes. It was more than love. Black and beautiful love. I was a woman in love with my soulmate who was never going to leave my side again.
“Are you ready to do this,” he whispered and tapped a spot that set off an explosion.
All I could do was slowly nod. Our euphoric moans echoed loudly, and that was when I started having flashbacks of our time together. Right before my very eyes were reflections of us. As children, playing together. As teenagers, walking the halls at school together . . . laughing, holding hands. As young adults, trying to figure out life and having discussions about our future. Thinking about our wedding day made tears fall from my eyes. I grunted louder, and as I passionately kissed Jaylin, soaking his lips with mine, more tears came when I thought about the day Jaylene was born. Jaylin was so emotional as he witnessed her come into this world. She was the only child he’d seen, but the reason why that was didn’t even matter anymore. There was too much good in this relationship, to focus on the bad. Too much good like now . . . the way he flipped my body, placing me on my stomach as I kneeled in front of the chaise. Jaylin kneeled behind me, planting gentle kisses down my spine and delivering smooth moves that made my goodness expand and drip juices all over him.
“I feel you, baby,” he whispered, as if he had read my mind. “We have so much to be thankful for, don’t we? And it’s a damn shame what you do to me.”
No, it was what he was doing to me that made me push back and increase my pace. That was a hint for him to continue. As he did, I couldn’t help but to think about if Travis would have ended my life that day. This moment would not have come—Jaylin and I had wasted too much time already. There was no more time left, trying to figure out why men cheat or why they did this or that. No more time for heated arguments that always brought about pain and tears, no more disputes over kids and money, and no more disrespect that left too many relationships in disarray. It was time to live the best life we could as a couple, and to no surprise, by showering me with these amazing memories for the past several weeks, Jaylin had made me fall in love with him all over again. I knew he could do it, simply because he had the endurance to do anything he put his mind to. That included making real changes for the woman he loved. I was delighted that he had done so for me.
SCORPIO
We were having a fabulous time in Belize, but there was always some unnecessary drama that managed to slip through the cracks. Mario’s trick kept calling his cell phone, and instead of turning it off, he kept arguing with her over the baby he claimed wasn’t his. I had my doubts, but I wasn’t naïve either. If by chance the child was his, it would be his first biological child. That could turn into a little problem for me, so I had to make sure I got ahead of this situation and find out the truth before he did.
While he was out kayak fishing with the kids, I stayed in the Cabana to make a call. We were on a private island where less than twenty other people joined us. Some had kids, too, so our kids played with theirs. The kids didn’t want to go home anytime soon, so our vacation had been extended for a few more weeks. Of course, when I called Jaylin he griped about it. But the pleasant conversation between him and Mario had been a good one. Jaylin told me that he didn’t want things to go sour between me and Mario, like they had with Travis and Nokea. I didn’t know things had gotten bad between them, before he was killed. He also told me Nokea was at his house with him; I wondered what that was all about. I figured he had been a shoulder for her to cry on, and now that Travis was clearly out of the picture, Jaylin, obviously, had made his move. I pushed that thought to the back of my mind—didn’t have time to think about him and Nokea. Miss Camila was already keeping me busy, and I waited for her to answer the phone. I’d already gathered some information about her, and when I saw several pictures of her, I had to admit that Mario had very good taste in women. She’d been in several beauty pageants—never a winner. And there were plenty of other photos of her when I Googled her name. She’d dated numerous well-known athletes, and it was apparent that she’d had a thing for rich men. I didn’t knock her for that, but for the time being, the only rich man she couldn’t have was mine.
“Hello,” she said, attempting to sound sexy.
“Camila?”
“Yes, who is this?”
“This is Scorpio Pezzano, Mario’s wife. He made me aware of a little incident that happened between the two of you. I would like to know more details about the sudden pregnancy.”
The last thing I wanted to be was rude and disrespectful to her. Women always made the mistake of doing that, but all that was going to do was prevent me from getting the information I needed from her. I wanted her to think I was truly concerned about her unfortunate situation. In reality, I was only looking out for me.
“I’m not sure how detailed I can get, other than to tell you I’m pregnant with Mario’s child. I found this out three weeks after we had sex. I told him right away, but he has doubts about the baby being his.”
“Well, considering that sex between the two of you only happened one time, that very well may be hard for him to believe. I’m not saying that it isn’t his child. W
hat I’m saying is time will surely tell, and proof will be required.”
“I have no problem with that. I told Mario I would do anything to prove that this child is his. He’ll soon know the truth. By the way, one time is all it takes. And no offense, but he was pretty excited that night, if you know what I mean.”
I cringed at her words, and I could only imagine what had happened that night. “I’m sure he was excited, and I’m very disappointed that he felt a need to go there with you and two other women the night before our wedding. It was a very stupid mistake that could wind up being costly.”
“Normally, I wouldn’t do anything like that, but I had waaaay too much to drink that night. His father invited me and my friends to come, and before I knew it, one thing just led to another.”
I should have known that his conniving father had something to do with this. That man was going to be a real pain in the ass, especially if this child turned out to be Mario’s.
“I definitely know how that can be. Sometimes, things happen and then you find yourself in situations like that.” I choked on my words. Only tramps find themselves in situations like that, I thought. “What I would like to do is keep in touch. Mario says you’ve been demanding money from him and making threats about telling me. You don’t have to do that because I’m well aware of what’s going on. I want my husband to do the right thing, if the child is his. So, keep my number and feel free to call me anytime. As soon as Mario and I get back from vacation, let’s do lunch, okay? Meanwhile, please allow us to enjoy our vacation in peace. Our children are here with us, and the interruptions are a little annoying.”
There was a long silence, before she responded. “Well, I’m not trying to annoy anyone. I just want to make sure he takes care of his responsibilities. And I didn’t threaten him about money. What I told him was his child will need to be well taken care of. I will have it no other way.”
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