I hugged Valdo from behind and whispered in his ears, “I’m so happy.”
It was a week after Valdo’s arrest. We were back home in New York, where we belonged. My mother had successfully moved out of that toxic little town of Alton. She lived a few blocks away from us in a beautiful apartment building. She also got a job as a receptionist at Valdo’s business place. I got to see her every day, and Jamaica was building a connection with her grandma. She was happy, and that made me extremely happy too.
“I’m glad you’re happy because your happiness makes me happy.” He turned me around to face him. I looked up at his blue eyes, mesmerised. If only he knows how happy he has made me ever since we’ve met.
“Kiss me,” he whispered.
I didn’t need to be told twice. I wrapped my hands around his neck and pulled his head down towards my own. My lips brushed his softly. The world around us disappeared, and nothing else mattered. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. A warmth spread through my entire body, and I moan in delight.
He slowly and gently removed his lips from mine and placed it on my neck instead.
“You smell so good,” he said between kisses.
If only he knew how good he smelt. He had a shower thirty minutes before me, and I could still smell the lingering scent of his body wash. I couldn’t exactly describe it’s a scent, but it was heavenly.
His tongue touched a tender area at the base of my neck, and my body trembled and I moaned. That felt so good, and I didn’t want it to end.
I removed one of my hands from around his neck and placed it on his chest. I ran my hands over his toned muscles, which I could very much feel under his merina.
He groaned and pulled away from me, but instead of stopping, he backed me against the wall and continued showering me with kisses.
One of his hands slowly crept up under my tank top, but I didn’t mind. I loved the feeling of his hands on my body. He started moulding my breast gently in his palms.
I’ve never felt so excited in my life.
His head bent, and his lips replaced his hands. The heat of tongue was so enticing, I shivered. He kissed the area between my breasts then moved back to capture my lips with his.
I wanted more, so much more than hot kisses. I wanted to feel him inside me, moving inside me.
I slowly moved my hands towards his groin. He bent his head and groaned, “Don’t.”
I frowned, “I want you.” I didn’t mean to sound so needy, but I am. I need him.
Heart, Body and Soul.
“I want you, so damn much but we can’t. It’s too soon.” he rested his head on my shoulder and took a breath.
“I want to give pleasure.” He was making me feel so good. All I want is to return the favour.
“You are giving me pleasure.” he kissed my lips softly. “Kissing you gives me pleasure.” He moulds my breast in his hands, “Feeling you give me pleasure.” He bent and placed a passionate kiss on my neck, “Tasting you gives me pleasure.” He looked in my eyes, his blue ones dark. “Just being with you and around you gives me pleasure.”
My heart was beating a mile a minute. No one has ever spoken so passionately about me, and it made me want him even more than I did before.
I pulled his head closer for another kiss, “I wish we never have to stop.”
“Me too.” he bent his head in my neck. “I don’t want to rush you in anything you’re not ready for.”
If only he knew exactly how ready I was for him to make me his.
I still had a couple more weeks to go before the doctors could clear me. I’m sure there have been couples who didn’t wait the six weeks to become active again, but Valdo wasn’t like that. He wanted me to heal.
The anxiety was killing me slowly. If his kisses were so good, I can’t help but imagine his strokes and lovemaking. It should be a sin for me to want someone as much as I wanted him.
I wrapped my arms around him and inhaled his scent.
Lord! Why did it feel so good being around him? Why do I feel a sense of warmth went I’m close to him?
Because you love him.
I love him.
My eyes widen as the truth became clear as day.
What I felt for Valdo was more than just gratitude. He makes me happy. He treats me like a princess. He’s defended on so many occasions. He’s never rushed me into anything. He’s accepted Jamaica as his own. I also want to be around him, close to him. He wants a future with me. This was as real as it gets.
I lifted my head and captured his lips with mine. I might not be able to say how I feel in words, but I could always show him.
I pulled away slowly from the kiss and opened my eyes. I looked into his blue ones and smile, “Your eyes are so beautiful.”
He chuckled, “I was just thinking the same.”
I shook my head, “My eyes are just regular brown and plain.”
“Nah. Your eyes are exotic, like chocolate. I love chocolate.”
I giggled, “You shouldn’t eat chocolate.”
He shrugged, “A little here and there doesn’t hurt.”
“I guess not.”
He lifted his hands and cupped my cheeks, “You must be exhausted. You were helping your mom all day.”
“Just a little tired.” I was only teaching my mom how to use Microsoft Offices. It was something she needed to know to keep up with schedules for her job. It didn’t take too long for her to learn how to use them. All she needs to learn now is how to type a hundred words a minute, and that’s going to take a lot of practice. I’m sure over time she’ll get it.
“You should head to bed then.”
“With you?” I asked softly.
He gently caresses my cheeks, “You’re killing me.”
I blushed, “I meant sleeping. We don’t have to do anything.”
“That’s gonna be hard.” he took his free hands into mine and trailed it now to his trousers.
My eyes widen at the hardness of his shaft. Did he really want me that much?
“I still want you.”
“I want you too.”
“But we shouldn’t.”
“We shouldn’t.” I agreed and paused. “We don’t have to do anything. We can just lay in each other’s arms. I just want to be close to you.”
I groaned, “You bewitch me.”
I smiled, “You’re the wizard with those enchanting blue eyes.”
He chuckled, “I’m starting to think you only want me for my eyes.”
I shrugged, “Maybe.” I smirked, “Or maybe it’s your irresistible body. Or your wonderful heart. Could be either of those or maybe all three.”
He laughed, “It better be all three.”
I giggled and rested my head on his chest, “I feel like a princess.”
He pulled me away from his body and shook his head, “No, you’re not a princess. You’re a queen. My queen.”
I blushed, “Does that make you my king?”
“Of course.”
I grinned, “Okay, your majesty.”
“Let’s head to bed.”
….
“Good Morning,” I opened my eyes to smiling face of Valdo.
I returned his smile, “Good Morning.”
“How was your sleep?” he asked, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to him.
“I slept like a baby.” My eyes widen.
Valdo laughed, knowing why I reacted that way, “Calm down. She’s okay. I fed her, cleaned her and put her back to bed around fifteen minutes ago.”
I sighed, “Thanks.”
“It’s no biggy.” he insisted.
“You should have waked me though.” Valdo had to work in the days, and I didn’t want Jamaica to be the reason he was slacking at work.
“Wake you up!” He shook his head, “Nah, you were snoring like a baby.”
My mouth widened in surprise, “I do not snore.”
“You do. Tiny snores like this,” he started making funny snore sounds, so I burst out laughing.
“I do not.”
“You do. Ask your mom, she’ll confirm.”
I hid my face his chest, “I’m sorry if my snores woke you up.”
I left his chest, vibrating, “Your snores didn’t wake me up. Jamaica’s cries did. I don’t mind, though. I had to get up anyway. Big day at the office today.”
I moved away from him, “We should probably get out of bed then.”
“Agreed,” he said, but his hands tighten around my waist. “But holding you feels so good.”
I looked at his eyes and smile. I placed a quick kiss on his lips, “I’ll make breakfast while you get ready for work.”
“Sounds good.”
“What would you like?” I asked as I ran my fingers through his soft hair.
“You”
I blushed, “I meant for breakfast.”
“You.”
I giggled, “Do you want to eat something before you go?”
He shrugged, “Pancakes and coffee, should do the trick.”
“Okay.” I smiled, “I’ll make you pancakes and coffee.” I pulled out of his arms and came off the bed. I looked at the fake pout and smile. “I’ll see you in a few.”
I exit his room then walked into Jamaica’s room. She was sleeping quietly just as Valdo had said. I bent and placed a small kiss on her cheek, then quietly left the room. I entered my bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and frown. My hair was all over the place, and I had a few bags under my eye. I didn’t look the least attractive, but Valdo didn’t seem to mind.
I smiled. It’s good to have a man who looks beyond physical appearances. I washed my face and brushed my teeth, then I walked to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast.
Valdo came walking into the hall, looking like a hot meal in his suit. The pancakes were just finished. I placed them on a plate and placed it in front of him. I took a seat in front of him at the table.
“This looks delicious.” he smiled at me, “Thank you.”
I blushed, “You’re welcome.”
As I was about to begin eating the doorbell rang. Valdo and I looked at each other. We didn’t usually get visitors so early in the morning.
“It’s okay. I’ll get it.”
I stood from the seat and walked over to the door. I looked through the peeping hole and saw an unfamiliar man. Security wouldn’t have let him came up if it wasn’t important. I frowned and opened the door.
“Are you Jakobia Taylor?”
I nod, “I am.”
The young man stretched his hands out. “You have been served.”
“Ugh?” I frowned at him and took the papers that he offered.
“Have a good day, ma’am.” he turned and left.
I looked down at the papers and frowned. I shook my head. No, this is not happening.
Valdo saw the look on my face and came towards me. “What’s wrong?”
I handed him the papers with tears in my eyes.
“William is filing for custody of Jamaica.”