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“Is there a particular reason you decided to take them with you?”

“I wanted to make sure you wouldn’t try to leave before I got back.”

I chuckled. “You think you know me so well.”

“Not as well as I want to know you, but I know enough. I know today will probably be a little difficult for you, but if you let me lead, I promise it’ll be worth it.”

At this point, I didn’t have anything to lose, only more to gain. As scary as it was to let him in, I was committed to trying. So I agreed, and we ended the call. I freshened up and got back in bed since I didn’t know what he had planned for the day, praying God would allow me to accept whatever Jeremy had to offer and get out of my own way.

* * *

I’d cried happy tears literally all day. When Jeremy first made it back home, he wasn’t alone. There was a florist van behind him. They brought in twenty-three bouquets of white, pink, and red roses with a dozen in each one. We made breakfast together, then he took me shopping… in Atlanta. Sakura’s man wasn’t the only one with access to private flying. After hours in Christian Louboutin, Dior, Hermes, and Yves Saint Laurent, I piled up a bill that Jeremy didn’t even blink at. There was something sexy about him not only getting the things I wanted but adding things he wanted me to have too.

We had lunch there before flying back home, where a private spa afternoon waited for me. After that, I didn’t have energy for much else, so I was glad he only had one more thing in store—a horse and carriage ride downtown and dinner. By the time we made it back to his home, I was tired and happier than I’d been in a while. My mind was racing with things I could do to make him feel as good as he’d made me feel today, but my mind went completely blank when I walked into the bathroom and saw what he’d done for me.

My eyes watered all over again as I gritted my teeth, trying to keep the tears at bay. His large garden tub, in the center of the bathroom, was filled with bubbles and faux rose petals. Candles lined the tub and floor around it along with more petals. A tray was on the side of the tub with a glass, wine bottle, and individual-sized charcuterie tray. Al Green played softly in the background.

Jeremy placed a kiss to my neck. “Thank you for letting me serve you today. I’m going to shower in the guest bathroom. If you’re ready to leave after you soak, your keys will be on the dresser.”

Before he could walk away too far, I grabbed his hand and turned him back in my direction.

“Shower with me,” I requested. “Soak with me.”

“Lovie…”

“Please.”

Without waiting for a response, I began to undress. I was tired of being at war with myself against him. I was tired of my bed being cold. I was tired of my heart feeling so lonely. His expression hardened as he watched me. Licking his lips, Jeremy took a step back. He swallowed hard, expression softening once I stood in front of him with nothing on.

I walked over to the shower and cut the water on. Usually, I’d wait until it was piping hot, but that bath was calling my name. When I stepped inside, Jeremy began to undress to join me. I’d been blessed with the sight of him in boxers only. Tonight would be the first time I saw him completely nude. His chiseled muscles and wide frame were worth the wait. Not a blemish or tattoo was in sight. Jeremy’s long, curved dick bounced as he walked toward the shower. It had me in a trance.

My eyes didn’t lift until his hand was wrapping around my neck and chin. “I know your mama taught you it was impolite to stare.”

“I’m tryna do more than that.”

When he laughed and reached past me for the soap, I knew he wasn’t taking me seriously. That was cool. I would show him better than any of my words could tell him. We showered quickly before heading over to the tub, where we caressed and fed each other while drinking out of the bottle of wine. Each song that played, we knew and sang word for word. The water grew cold three times and we refilled before finally getting out.

In his bedroom, we dried and oiled each other down. I had him get into bed, and as I massaged him, I said, “I’ve been thinking of what I could buy you to show you my gratitude for all that you’ve done for me today. Not just today but… since you kissed me.” He mirrored my smile. “Your patience, and gentleness… your kindness.”

“Lovie…” He turned, and I placed my finger over his lips as I continued to straddle him.

“I realized, there’s nothing I can buy to return the goodness that is you for me. I have to give you me. That’s… I’m the only way I can repay you for this.”

“Maritza, I…” He looked away briefly, palming my waist. “I don’t want to make love to you if I can’t have all of you.”

“Then have all of me.”

He sat up and brushed his nose against mine. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure, baby. I want you… for real.”

Cupping my cheeks, Jeremy kissed me deeply. Each time his tongue swirled around mine I rocked my hips against him. Switching our positions, Jeremy laid me flat on the bed. His lips and tongue were all over me, to the point where, by the time he finally showed my pussy some attention, I was shivering. Gripping the bottom of the headboard, I took deep breaths as he feasted on my pussy. Our eyes were locked, but the better it felt, the harder it was for me not to close them. Eventually, I surrendered, and the pleasure intensified more.

“Eyes on me.”

At his command, my eyes fluttered open. When he latched onto my clit, my back arched. I gripped his head, keeping him there as he alternated between sucking, licking, and kissing until I came. Two fingers slipped inside of me, and his other arm wrapped around me and pressed my knees into the bed. His slow movements were the opposite of the fast, hard licks against my clit and opening.

“Oh my God,” I chanted, repeatedly digging my nails into the sheets until I came again. “Baby, please,” I begged, trying to pull him up my body.

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