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“Hey, beautiful,” I said.
She covered her smile. “Have you been watching me sleep?” she asked.
I pulled the covers back and placed a kiss on her cheek. “Yes, and don’t hide from me.”
She tilted her head up to kiss me. “Did that seriously just happen?” she asked.
“Yeah, you just kissed me.”
“No, I’m talking about last night. Did we?”
“Oh, we did, and when I woke you up for round two, it was even better than round one.”
“Round two? Don’t you mean four or five? I lost track.” She winked at me, and I laughed.
“That sounds about right.” I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her against me. My lips met hers as her hand swept across my chest. “I don’t want you to leave this room,” I said. “I want more.”
She pulled back. “I have to go. What time is it?”
“I don’t know. Maybe six. Maybe seven. Maybe eight. Who cares? It’s time to stay in bed,” I said.
She fell back against me and smiled.
“We had a deal, Jeb.”
“I know. No one is to know.”
“At least, not yet,” she said, looking at her phone. “By the way, it’s after ten.” She jumped out of bed and started getting dressed.
“You wore me out, baby.” I chuckled. “I never sleep later than seven a.m.”
Tameka tossed me a look as she slid her panties on.
“What was that look for?”
“They’ll be home soon if they aren’t already. Do you want them to catch me in your room?” she fussed.
“Tameka, we’re grown. But I will do what you want. I don’t care if they find out,” I said.
I watched her scramble to finish dressing, looking at me as I watched her.
“It’s easier this way, Jeb.”
I brushed a light kiss against her lips then pulled her on top of me and kissed my woman the way she deserved. “I’ll be your sidepiece as long as you know I don’t have a problem telling the world about you. I don’t care who knows.”
“Thanks, Jeb,” was all she said before she sashayed out of the room.
As much as I hated to see her go, seeing her go was a beautiful thing. She was a sexy woman, and my cock sprang to life at the sight of her hips swaying.
***
Tameka
After Kemara and Channing were back at the house, Jeb and I made the most of the time we had together, sneaking kisses in the nick of time or making secret love in his room or mine. It was our little fling that felt special. Most relationships are beautiful until other people’s opinions get involved. A part of me wondered if I’d ever want to share the news with anyone.
I didn’t think Kemara and Channing would ever go to bed on our last night in Aruba. I snuck into Jeb’s room as soon as they retired to their bedroom, and he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply.
“Just one more night,” he whispered.
