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His face was twisted in pain. The look in his eyes seemed so sullen and sincere, but I wasn’t falling for it. How could I, when I had fallen before and he let me down? How could I trust him? He may have just been a great play actor. After all, he could have been acting the entire time we were together. How could he really want me when he was part of something like that?
“Kemara, I knew from the first time I saw you that everything I’d learned in my past was wrong. My father tried to train me from the time I was a young boy that I was superior to you, but I never fell for it. I would always do whatever I could for anyone, no matter their race, which is why the first day I met you I felt the need to protect you from them.”
"Why should I believe anything you have to say to me, after finding you in that place tonight? You’re a part of them," I said. “At least I know why you rejected me last night. You couldn’t see yourself being with a woman like me.”
“No, Kemara…hell no. I went there to end my affiliation with a group that I’d only been a part of for my allegiance to my father. I didn’t want to start an intimate relationship with you before I erased them from my life completely. I wanted to be free to love you without anything hanging over my head.” He reached for me, but when I flinched, his hand dropped to his side. His eyes still pleaded with me. “Babe, I stood up to them for you. I would have died in that room tonight for you. I came back for you. Everything I do from this moment forward will be for you.” His pleading eyes told me a story, but I didn’t know if I was reading him right. “You’re the one person that matters to me more than anyone else in this world. I would do anything for you, scale the tallest of mountains, and fight through any obstacles. Don’t you know that?”
He seemed frustrated, but I was more frustrated with the situation. “I don’t deal well with people who try to fuck me over,” I said, glaring in his direction.
He nodded and his face read a thousand different emotions. “I understand that and I’m sorry. Believe me, you have changed my world for the better and the thought of hurting you kills me inside.”
A part of me wondered if he just wanted to tell me the things he thought I wanted to hear, but it seemed like he was speaking from his heart.
“Kemara, you know me. You know the kind of man I am. You know that's not me.”
“After tonight, I can’t say I can believe my own eyes, Channing.”
“My father got me involved with them before I even knew who I was and the entire time I knew it wasn't right. Everything about it felt wrong, but it was the only life I knew and then I met you. You are the most amazing person I've ever met. You showed me the world through the lens of love and not that of hate. Knowing you makes me want to be the best man I can be, so I stood up to them. I to
ld them that I disagree with everything they stand for and that I wouldn't be coming back. I didn’t think you’d show up there. I'm so sorry you got mixed up in it. If I could have spared you that, I would have done anything. If I could take back that part of my life, I would."
My heart wanted to go running into his arms and never leave. But hearts were stupid. I needed to use my head. My head told me that this would never work. We had no business together. "Channing, I…” I wanted to say, I love you, I really do, but the words wouldn’t form. Not after what I’d just seen. “We're just too different. I think I need some time to think. You need to go."
This time, he crossed the space between us and grabbed me by my arms. I tried to yank away from his grasp, but he wouldn’t let me go. No, not this time. He stared at me so intently. "I love you. I love you more than I've loved anyone or anything in my entire life. And I will fight for you. I will always fight for you. Please, Kemara. Don't give up on me. Have faith. Have faith in us."
Those tears, which I'd fought so hard to keep in, ignored all previous orders and started flowing freely down my cheeks. I was full of emotions. Emotions that were too intense. That contradicted each other. All I knew was that I wanted him. With every fiber of my being, I wanted him. And if I was wrong. If he was playing sick games with me, playing with my feelings, then he'd break me and probably even be the death of me. I'd probably never trust anyone ever again.
He was asking too much. He was asking me to bet everything on our love. He leaned in to kiss me. I closed my eyes. As our lips touched and electricity shot through my body, I knew one simple truth. He was worth the risk.
I returned his kiss, slipping my tongue between his lips.
“I’ll never let anyone hurt you,” he said, touching my arms where the filthy man had grabbed me hours earlier. “I’ll always protect you,” he continued in between kisses. His hands rubbed my back, kneading me into him. Leaving my back to take a sensual trail south, his hands slipped down to cup my round bottom. His hand reached around and pulled at my pants zipper.
I looked into his eyes. I was madly in love with Channing. I placed my hand on top of his to stop him, and he sighed. I unzipped my pants and stepped out of them. Before I could kick my pants loose from my feet, Channing was all over me. Unbridled passion pulled moan after moan from the depths of my soul as we made our way to my bedroom.
We stripped off each other's clothes, leaving a trail all the way from my front door. I was in nothing but panties and bra by the time we reached my bed. He gave my body a long, approving look before shedding his boxers and climbing into bed with me.
He slipped his hand under the back of my bra and unfastened the hooks with a deftness that made me quirk an eyebrow. He just grinned and changed the subject with more delicious kisses. He covered every part of my body with his mouth, starting at my neck and working his way down. My back arched as he reached my breasts. He held my nipple between his teeth and flicked his tongue over it, sending a rush of desire between my legs.
His hand slipped down into my panties. He spread my folds and teased my clit in slow circles as his mouth moved over to my other breast. He handled my body with expert hands that made me quiver and forget how to form real words. All he did was kiss and pet me a little and already my mind was blown.
Stop this… my mind screamed out an objection that never reached my heart.
Channing’s skill was remarkable, but most of it was because of my feelings. I was being touched by the man I loved. And, as I chose to believe in our love, every inch of my body called out for his. Even if he didn't know what he was doing, I would’ve probably been just as lost in his touch, just because it was him.
He continued to kiss his way down my body. He pulled my lace panties down my ebony thighs and kissed his way back up them. I could feel his warm breath on my mound. My legs parted even further in anticipation.
He ran his tongue across my slit making me moan. I reached down and twirled my fingers in his chestnut brown, curly hair. He licked me again sending shockwaves throughout my body. His tongue probed deep inside, making me bite my bottom lip in response.
"Oh God, Channing."
My words only encouraged him and he lapped at my sugary core, relentlessly causing me to twist and turn beneath him. But he kept me pinned, showing no mercy. He replaced his tongue with two fingers, and lapped at my clit as he fingered me at full speed. I didn't stand a chance. I was cuming and calling out his name within minutes.
Satisfied with his pleasurable work, he made his way back up my body and kissed me. I could feel his rock-solid cock pressed against my soaked hole. There was no way we’d be going there, before I got my turn. Fair was fair. He got to taste me, I should get to do the same. I pushed against his chest and he rolled off me. I climbed on top of him and started to kiss down his body. Faster than he did to me because I was eager to get to my destination.
When I got between his legs, I wrapped my fingers around his throbbing cock and looked up at him. He stared back at me, his eyes full of love and desire.
“Kemara, baby,” he protested weakly.
