“Yeah, and that was after she was kidnapped, attacked, and his father and brother ended up in prison,” I reminded her.
“Jeb, is there something you’re not telling me? Should I worry about my safety? What about my kids? Are they safe in this city?” she asked frantically.
“Baby, calm down. There are no threats against you, and you are perfectly safe. I just want to avoid all the people from my past as I step into my future with you,” I said sincerely.
She looked back down and sighed. “Well, I really wish you would’ve talked to me before you went and bought these tickets because I’m not eloping. I’m not running from anyone. We will get married right here in our hometown on this same soil that for generations our ancestors were divided on. I want us to be united on this same land,” she added with conviction.
Tameka shifted my perception with those few sentences. I loved the way she thought, and I smiled and kissed her lips to show my appreciation of her reminding me of what was important.
“Our love is too revolutionary for a town like this. Let us show them that love always prevails,” she said as she stroked my face.
I grabbed her and pulled her into me as I caressed her face with my massive hands. Being as gentle as I could, I kissed her, knowing that this was fate. We were always destined to be.
“It would ruin me if someone messed up our big day,” I admitted.
“I understand your worries, Jeb, but there is nothing anyone can do to mess up what’s meant to be. You have to trust and have faith, babe.”
“That’s just it. I have faith in you, but not the people in this town, especially not the ones I used to have dealings with.”
“Is their hate stronger than our love?” she asked, and I digressed.
“Nothing is,” I said and took the tickets from her and put them back in my jacket. “I’ll get the dates changed, and we’ll use them for our honeymoon.”
Though I wasn’t sold on the idea of having our wedding in town, I couldn’t deny that she made a very strong argument for it.
The drive home was quiet. As soon as I turned the key to enter the house, the light from the candles reminded me of the plan I’d cooked up with Channing to
create a romantic paradise at home. The candles created a pathway for the rose petals that led up the stairway.
“Baby, how did you do all of this?” Tameka asked.
“I have my ways,” I replied.
She was still soaking in the beauty of the living room and staircase when I led her upstairs to our bedroom. Channing had followed the directions nicely. I was impressed. He created a heart shape with the rose petals in the middle of the bed, and candles illuminated the room with a glow. “Mine Forever” was written out inside the rose petal heart on the bed with chocolates.
Tameka leaped into my arms, and we both fell on the bed. I started to peel off that yellow strappy dress I had been eyeing all evening. I loved the way she looked in that dress, and I would forever remember her in it, but I liked her naked even more. I greatly appreciated the black lingerie she had on under her summer dress but wanted it off.
I buried my face in her breasts and traced my lips around her nipples. Her fingers dug into my back as I inserted my fingers into her pussy and then brought them to my lips to taste her. She was dripping wet and delicious, and my cock pulsed because of it.
I repositioned her on the bed and lifted her legs above my head. I licked from her thighs to her southward lips and finally her clit. She tensed as my tongue found its way into the mouth of her sacred temple. I drank from her pussy as if I were worshipping her, thanking her for showing up in my life. When I paused from drinking her elixir into my being, I was ready to sink deep into her.
I slid my cock inside, and we aligned with the same cadence. She gasped a beautiful gasp and hugged me tighter, and I let out a ragged moan and went deeper into her body. Making love to her for the second time tonight was magical.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered as I nibbled on her earlobe.
She supported my face with her hands, leaving wet endearing kisses all over my face. “I want to ride you,” she moaned out between kisses.
I maneuvered our bodies until she landed on top. She seemed to toy with the idea of engulfing my entire dick in her mouth or sitting on my cock. Riding me won out, and her slick pussy slid down my throbbing rod, and she began seesawing back and forth.
I knew she was close to climaxing, so I took my chance to make her cum all over my dick. I yearned the feeling of her drenching me with her juices, so I turned her onto her side and found a way to enter her from an angle that would make her erupt.
“Jeb!” She began to call out my name, and I wasn’t going to be able to hold in my passion for her much longer.
Anytime Tameka uttered my name, I felt the type of chills that would equate to someone hitting a pressure point within. It was a weakness, and I was amused and enticed by her calling out my name as I aimed to please her.
“Jeeeebbbb. Jeb, baby,” Tameka screamed.
“Yes, baby! Do you like that?” I asked as I rocked, pumped, and massage her insides with the goal of triggering her explosion.