“I hope you’re not angry with me,” I said. “I’m deeply sorry about the baby and had I known you had so much money, I never would have asked you to do that.”
“You didn’t stop me, did you? But, I’m not bitter about the money, Nokea. I have no problem sharing my wealth with you. My only concern right now is having another baby. I hate like hell what happened to you. I can’t stop blaming myself for these mistakes I keep—”
I touched the side of his handsome face. “Don’t be so hard on yourself. I’m the one who went ballistic and didn’t see those steps. I promise you that some way or somehow I will give you another child. Right now, let’s just enjoy the two that we have. If or when another pregnancy happens, it just happens.”
Jaylin leaned in to kiss me and I kissed him back.
“Let’s get out of here and go get something to eat. I’m in the mood for steak and shrimp,” he said.
“That sounds delicious.”
We left the house and drove to a quiet seafood restaurant we’d gone to on several occasions. The place was expensive, but they had the best seafood I’d eaten thus far. The waiter sat us at a cozy wide booth that had a hanging ceiling fan above it. The table was covered with a crisp white tablecloth and a lit scented candle was in the middle. The entire restaurant was dimly lit. As I looked around, all I saw were a bunch of couples who looked to be enjoying each other’s company.
Once I scooted into the booth, Jaylin eased in beside me. There was plenty of room across the table, but I guess he wanted to be close to me. When the waiter asked what we wanted to drink, I suggested water and Jaylin asked for a bottle of wine. Before the waiter left, he lay the menus on the table and told us he’d be back with our drinks.
Jaylin picked up the menu and looked at it. “Since I don’t have much money, I’m on a budget. You don’t mind picking up the tab, do you?” he said.
“If you were on a budget, then you wouldn’t have just ordered a bottle of wine that cost one hundred and fifty dollars. So, no, I’m not picking up the tab, you are. Besides, looking at the prices of this food, I can’t afford it.”
Jaylin smiled and stared at me. His eyes dropped to my lips and he gave me a peck. Afterward, his hand touched my thigh and he rubbed it. “Do you have buttons on your pants or a zipper?”
“What?” I said, thinking. “My pants have buttons. Why?”
“I was just wondering. I checked out how nice you looked in them, that’s all.”
“These are my favorite brown pants and short jacket combination. I like the way the pants lay on my waistline and hug my hips.”
“Let me see,” Jaylin said. “I don’t know what you mean when you say lay on your waistline.”
I sat back and slightly lifted my peach fitted shirt. I felt around my waistline and patted my hips so Jaylin could see.
“Yeah, I had noticed that too, but, uh, I like the way the pants display your tiny gap and raise that ass.”
I lowered my shirt. “I knew you were leading to something ridiculous. I don’t have a gap and my butt isn’t anything spectacular.”
“Have you lost your mind?” Jaylin laughed. “If your butt wasn’t anything spectacular, I wouldn’t have married you.”
“So, you married me for my butt?”
He didn’t respond and I gave him a shove. He turned slightly and placed his hand on my flat stomach. “Yes, Nokea, I married you for your butt. I married you for your pretty eyes, your gorgeous hair and your sexy lips. Most of all, I married you for loving me as you do and for being such a great mother to our children. How could I ask for more?”
Jaylin kissed me again, but this time, his hand lowered to the top button on my pants. The button came loose. When he unbuttoned the second button, I placed my hand over his.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I asked.
“I’m about to have some fun. This place is boring and it needs a little excitement in here.”
“We’re in a restaurant. How exciting do you want it to be?”
He went for the last two buttons on my pants and unbuttoned them. Using the tablecloth to hide his activity, he touched my silk panties, and then moved them to the side. His finger rotated around my clit, and then separated my slit. I squeezed my legs tightly together and whispered.
“Now isn’t the time to do this. I can’t believe you’re doing this here.” I saw the waiter coming our way and leaned slightly forward. He put my water in front of me and poured out Jaylin’s and my wine. Trying not to be obvious, I sat still.
“Are you ready to order?” he asked.
Jaylin kept his hand in place, dipping his finger in and out of me. He looked at the waiter. “I am in the mood to eat something really, really good. You know, something that makes my mouth water. Something tasty . . . but sweet. What would you recommend?”
As the waiter talked, Jaylin continued to work his finger. I was soaking wet, and the tighter I squeezed, the more force he used.
I sighed, placing my hand over his underneath the tablecloth. I tried to move his hand, but he was too strong.
“That all sounds good,” Jaylin said, once the waiter finished speaking. “But, I won’t be satisfied with just any ole steak. Are you sure the steak you have will whet my appetite? I am very hungry and I like my meat thick and juicy. What kind of white creamy sauces do you have?”
The waiter told Jaylin about the sauces. As the waiter spoke, Jaylin turned his fingers inside of me, teasing my clit with his thumb. I put my elbows on the table, dropping my forehead in my hands. I interrupted the waiter.
“Sir, could . . . Would you do me a huge favor? I like lemon with my water and I’m really thirsty. Would you mi—” I paused and slowly sucked in some air. “Mind getting me a few cut up lemons?”
“Sure,” the waiter said, and then walked away.
I looked at Jaylin. “You’ve got to sto . . . stop it, now,” I whispered.
“But you are so, so close,” he said. “I feel it.”
I was very close to coming. As I felt myself getting ready to, I tightened my legs and crossed my arms on the table. I lowered my head into my arms to hide my expression. My muffled lips didn’t allow me to say what I wanted to. I was so glad when it was all over. When the waiter came back over to us, Jaylin removed his hand and rubbed my back with his other hand.
“Baby, are you feeling okay?” he asked. “I think my wife is feeling a bit ill. She might want to get out of here.”
I sat up and looked at the waiter. He had already put my lemons on the table. “No, I’m fine. I am really hungry. Once I get back from the restroom, I’ll be ready to order. Give us about ten more minutes, please?”
The waiter smiled and walked away again. I scooted Jaylin over with my hips. “Move,” I said. “I need to go to the restroom. You know better than to do something like that.”
Jaylin rubbed his finger around his lips and then sucked it. “I told you I was hungry. I don’t know why you keep depriving me, but that’s what you get. Now, is it on tonight or what?”
“Maybe, but we’ll talk about this more after dinner. Now, move.”
As he moved over, I quickly buttoned my pants and picked up my hand held purse. I scooted out of the booth and stood up. Jaylin leaned over, whispering in my ear. “I don’t care what you say, that pussy been missing me. You gon’ be in the bathroom for a minute, so when the waiter comes back, I’ll go ahead and order for you.”
I rolled my eyes at him and walked off.
Dinner was spectacular. Jaylin and I were full as can be and I was slightly tipsy from helping Jaylin drink two bottles of wine. The night was full of laughs. This was one of the best nights we’d had in a long time.
When we got back to the house it was late. I took off my clothes, changed into my nightgown and plopped down in bed. Doing the norm, Jaylin cuddled with me and held me in his arms.
“You’re not going to stay up with me?” he asked.
“Baby, I am tired. I will see you in the morning.”
What seemed like hours later, I woke up and turned in bed. When I reached over for Jaylin, he wasn’t there. I looked at the alarm clock. It showed three forty-five in the morning. Anxious to know where he was, I pulled the covers back and got out of bed. After searching around the house, he was nowhere in sight. I looked in the garage but all of the cars were there, including his Hummer that he normally drove. I returned to our bedroom, and stepped outside on the balcony to look down on the beach. I could see Jaylin sitting on the sand near the water. He had on a pair of shorts, but his chest was bare. I wanted to join him, so I went into the closet to look for something to put on. I thought about a swimming suit, but I decided against it. Instead, I looked through my lingerie to see what I could put on. I knew what he was in the mood for and I had sexy attire for whatever mood I thought he’d be in. I left the silk long pieces on the hangers, and found a pair of pink panties Jaylin had bought me, with a strapless half top that matched. Once I dolled myself up in the bathroom, I rubbed my body with some smell good lotion and tied the panties low on my hips. I looked at my hard nipples poking through the skimpy fitted top and turned to look at the panties that barely covered my butt. Pleased with what I had on, I left the bathroom to go keep my man company.
Since it was in the wee hours of the morning, I didn’t expect anyone to be on the beach. Barefooted, I made my way outside. When I got close to Jaylin, I quietly crept up, making my way in front of him. While sitting on a towel with his knees bent, he looked up at me. His eyes searched my body. Without saying a word, he reached for my hand and pulled me to him. He got on his knees, laying the side of his head against my stomach.
“You looked as if you needed some company. Don’t you want to go inside?” I asked.
“No,” he said. He turned his face, placing tender kisses on my midsection. He then turned me around and untied both sides of my panties. They fell to the sand. After Jaylin kissed my butt cheeks, he turned me back around.
“Why you out here naked?” he asked. “If our neighbors look outside, you know they can see you.”
Jaylin pecked my coochie, but before he could go any further, I backed into the water. It was warm and I stepped back until the water met up with my hips. I removed my top and let it float in the water. “Can they see me now?” I asked.
Jaylin looked behind him, turned back around and then smiled. “When a shark bites that fat-ass, I ain’t gon’ see you either.”
“Well, I thought it was your job to protect me. I can count on you to protect me, can’t I?”
Jaylin stood up, stepped out of his shorts and came into the water with me. He held me, as I wrapped my legs around his waist. I moved my wet flat bangs away from my eyes so I could see all of him. I could tell he wanted to say something, but the look in his eyes implied that he didn’t know how to say it.
“Words . . . no words can express how sorry—”
I placed my fingers on his lips. “I’d really like to go inside so we can sample the rooms like we always do. But if we stay out here,” I said, “you’d better make it good.”
Jaylin held my face in his hands, while searching deep into my eyes. “I need your forgiveness, Nokea. I can’t stop thinking about what I’ve done to you. This time, I went too far. No matter what, though, I hope you know that I love no one but you. You do know that, don’t you?”
I nodded and closed my eyes as I thought about my time with Shane. I wanted to tell Jaylin how sorry I was for what I’d done, but this was our time to heal from the mistakes that had been made in the past.
“I forgive you,” I said. “What’s done is done. We’ve got to get beyond this.”
With Jaylin’s hardness pressing against me, it made me anxious for him. He carried me out of the shallow water, laying me back on the towel that covered the sand. As he sucked my breasts, I raked his hair with my fingers, while looking up at the beautiful star lit sky. My eyes welled with tears, as I thought about how much I love him. My mind wouldn’t let me think about what we’d been through, only where we were headed. I knew that only good things awaited us, and for that, I felt grateful.
The sudsy water occasionally rolled in, splashing on our naked bodies. Jaylin had already entered me, causing a deep arch to form in my back. My legs were wide open, and I accepted the pleasurable beating that his big dick was giving to me. As his wife, I mastered how to hang with him. We had perfected our love making skills. I knew what he wanted, and he also knew what my body needed. He got gentler with his strokes, stirring up my juices and waiting for them to flow. Within a few minutes, I had reached the level only he was capable of getting me to. My body gave off vibrations, from the tips of my toes, to my hands that I had squeezed tightly. Jaylin dipped low to catch my raining cum, and from the way he cleaned me with his mouth, I suspected not one single drop went to waste. He licked his lips from one side to the other, teasing me about tasting my clit that he often referred to as his “juicy raisin in the sun.” He made it clear that he was in no way finished with me and I welcomed more. As we changed positions, the heated sex session went on. I kissed Jaylin over and over again, rubbing my face against his.
“How could you ever want more than this?” I whispered in his ear. “I love you and no one will ever love you as much as I do.”
Jaylin’s strokes and kisses came to a halt. He looked down at me with red eyes. “I know. I will do everything in my power to make you trust me again.”
We continued to express our love for each other. That day, along with so many others, was one of the best days of my life. There was no way in hell I would ever allow another woman to take this feeling away from me. Scorpio was a darn . . . damn fool if she ever thought Jaylin would walk away from something as secure and good as this.
Chapter 23
Shane
It was Saturday and I took a break from all the hard work I’d been doing. Since I had not been in a committed relationship with anyone, I’d become a workaholic. Work kept my mind off things. I didn’t have much time to think about how Scorpio had played me, or my feelings for Nokea. It wasn’t as if I couldn’t get over my feelings for her, but she did leave quite an impression on me. I guess my connection to her made me realize that maybe I didn’t love Scorpio as much as I thought I did. For both of us to be able to move on so quickly, that pretty much said a lot about our relationship.
For the time being, an old friend Amber and I were kicking down heavy conversations over the phone. I hadn’t gone to see her yet, and I hadn’t invited her to my place either. For a very long time, she’d been my late night booty call woman and I’d cut her off during my relationship with Scorpio. I didn’t feel right running to Amber again because I knew her feelings were strong for me. Thing is, I just wasn’t feeling her as much. She was very good company, was dynamite in bed, but still, there was something about her that I couldn’t connect with.
Around 10:00 A.M., I started lifting weights in my office. The place was crammed, but it was so easy for me to handle my business and work out in the same room. Working out relaxed me. Once I finished, I took off my sweaty wife beater and lay it on the bench. To contain my sweat, I tied a red, white and blue scarf around my head. Then I changed into a pair of painter’s pants I had previously lay on my desk. My plans were to paint the day away, so I gathered my materials and started to work on a painting I hadn’t touched in months. I was so indulged, that when the phone rang, I ignored it. It rang again, so I tapped the speaker button to answer.
“Yes,” I griped.
“Good morning,” Amber said. “I was on my way to a home décor show at the convention center. I’m calling to see if you’d like to go with me.”
I kept painting. “Naw, no thanks. I’ll catch you next time.”
“Come on, Shane. All you do is work, work, and work. You need to have a little fun, don’t you?”
“Right now, I’m having a lot of fun. Trust me.”
“Do you have company?”
“No, I’m painting. Let me finish up and give you a call later.”
“Sure, but, uh, I was wondering if I could stop by. I made some delicious blueberry muffins this morning and I couldn’t help but think of you.”
That’s what I didn’t like about Amber. She had a hard time accepting the word no. I knew if I told her I wasn’t in the mood for muffins, her feelings would be hurt.
“Amber, feel free to bring the muffins by. I can’t entertain for long because I’m busy, okay?”
“Sure,” she said. “I’m on my way.”
I hung up and straddled the stool in front of my picture to get back to it.
Almost thirty minutes later, the doorbell rang. I was surprised to see Scorpio outside. At first, I wasn’t going to invite her in. Instead, I did.
“What brings you by?” I asked.
“Since you haven’t returned my three measly phone calls, I figured you were still upset with me. You’ve avoided me for long enough. I wanted to stop by to say hello, that’s all.”
“I’m a little busy this morning,” I said, walking back to my office. She followed, and by the way she was dressed in her fitted soft blue skirt and low cut blouse, I knew she was there to get my attention. I straddled the stool again and continued with my picture.
“Talk,” I said, as she stood close by me.
“Where do I start?” In her high heels, she switched over to the chair behind my desk and took a seat. “Shane, I—”
The phone interrupted her, and instead of picking it up, I hit the speaker button again. “Yes!” I yelled.
“Shane,” Jaylin said.
“What?”
“I’m about to tell you something that I never, ever thought I’d say before.”
I looked at Scorpio who was tuned in. “And, what may that be?”
“My dick is out of order! This muthafucka is tired and it can no longer function. Nokea . . .”
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