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“Hey, boo. I was beginning to think you were avoidingme,” he teased.
She smiled at hearing the laughter in his voice. “No, I spent the day hangin' out with Marcus. He's spendin' the night.”
“Mind if I come over and join you two?”
“I'd love the company.” Just the thought of being in the same room with his fine ass made her nipples stand straight up. “I'm sure Marcus would be happy to see you.”
“And what about you?”
She giggled, feeling like a breathless girl of eighteen.“Me too.”
“I have a stop to make, but I'll be over right after.”
Not seeing him for several days had elicited an emotionalattachment she'd never thought she would experience.She knew the intimacy they'd had several times over the phone had a lot to do with it. “I can't wait.”
Her words were magic to his ears. “Neither can I.”
 
 
Kendra smiled weakly at the couple sitting across the table. The woman squeezed her husband's hand while gazing at Kendra with growing appreciation. “You are a dream come true,” she said.
Kendra nodded, eyes wide with false innocence. “I'm just glad that I can help you both. My baby's daddy abandoned me as soon as he found out I was pregnant.” She paused. Under lowered lashes, she found the husbandsizing her up with dark, observant eyes. She sagged back against the bench, her hand resting on her abdomen. “There's no way I can raise a child alone.”
The lady's eyes immediately filled with sympathy. “How terrible,” she said, then closed her hand over Kendra's and squeezed it gently. “We've been trying for years to have a baby, and had given up hope.” She turned to her husband, who leaned down to kiss her on the cheek.
Kendra wanted to throw up. They were the homeliestcouple she had ever met. No wonder their ugly asses couldn't have children. The woman's infertility was a blessing in disguise!
Pulling her hand free, Kendra laced her fingertips on top of the table. “Let's get down to business.”
“Yes, of course.” The woman reached into a Coach purse and removed an envelope. “We're prepared to pay you the agreed-upon balance on delivery.”
Kendra took the envelope from her and opened it, finding both a sizeable deposit and a contract inside. She quickly glanced over the fine print.
The woman's lips twitched nervously. “Our lawyer prepared all of the forms, but if there's a problem with the contract, we—”
“No,” Kendra said with an impatient wave of the hand, sick of hearing the woman's whiny voice. “Everything looks just fine.”
The woman beamed at her husband. To finally be parents, fifty thousand dollars was chump change.
 
 
Honey retrieved a bag of popcorn from the microwaveand entered the living room, where Marcus was lying on the floor engrossed in a new
Rugrats
movie. She took a seat on the floor beside him and placed the bag of popcorn between them.
The movie had just ended and they were preparing to watch another when a knock came at the door.
Honey anxiously looked through the peephole, then threw open the door. Marcus ran up to Jay and embracedhim around the waist. “I'm glad to see you again, Uncle Jay.”
Jay's and Honey's eyes met and they both raised a brow, surprised by Marcus's choice of words, but neitherbothered to correct him.
Honey looked down at the box in his hand. “What you got there?”
“A tent and three sleeping bags.” His eyes twinkled with mischief. “I thought maybe we could camp in your living room.”
“Oh boy!” Marcus shouted, and began jumping up and down.
As Jay reached down for the bundles, Honey watched the muscles flex in his powerful legs. She felt a warm shiver travel straight through her as she remembered making love on the phone last night. As she took in his appearance—his cap turned backward on his head and sweatshirt spread tauntingly across his massive chest—she ached from both need and longing. Even in a pair of worn jeans, he was sexy. She licked her lips as she envisioned him lowering his pants, followed by his boxers, and standing in front of her giving her a bird's-eyeview of his colossal dick. She had never seen it but she had felt it through his pants and knew for certain her boo was blessed.
While Marcus and Jay set up the tent, Honey went in search of hot dogs and marshmallows, shaking with anticipation of the evening.
While she was piercing the hot dogs, Jay came behindher and wrapped his hands around her waist.
“You're an expert,” he said. “Where did you find the sticks?”
“They're for makin' kabobs.”
“Good idea.” He dropped his head forward and inhaleddeeply of her scent, then swung her in the circle of his arms until she faced him. “I've missed you.”
“So have I.” Staring up at him, she saw desire that mirrored her own.
He quickly devoured her lips with a kiss, quick but not lacking in intensity. Then he raised his leg and rubbed his knee against her coochie until she was drippingwet. When Honey moaned, he reluctantly pulled away. “We'll finish this later,” he promised before exitingthe room.
After ghost stories in front of the fireplace, Marcus finally dozed off, and Honey escaped into the kitchen to make two cups of hot chocolate. Reaching into the cabinet, she removed two mugs and grabbed the last of the marshmallows, then turned on the teakettle. True to his word, Jay followed her into the room, and she felt his presence behind her as his hands clasped around her waist. She felt the sensation of his lips against the back of her neck and swallowed, trying to stand perfectly still, but his touch left her unbalanced and trembling. His tongue traveled across to her earlobe, then moved around to the side of her mouth.
He swung her around and she allowed her body to fall limply against his chest. When he lowered his head, she felt the warmth of his mouth against her. She wrapped her arms instinctively around his waist and arched against him, her nipples pushing against the cloth that separated them, feeling the heat of his flesh through his shirt. Her mouth opened beneath his, and Jay swept his tongue inside. Their tongues met and Honey moaned softly. The intensity rushed up from her toes, bringing heat and overwhelming sensation. Jay slipped his hand under her blouse and found her heart hammering violently against her chest.
He pulled back. “You're shaking,” he whispered against her right earlobe, sending Honey's heart into a tailspin. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you. I just can't seem to help myself when I'm around you.”
She shook her head and said, teeth chattering, “You didn't frighten me. It's the way my body responds to you that frightens me.” No ... she wasn't afraid of him; her body was begging him to make love to her.
A delightful shiver of want ran through her. Her skin was tingling. She wanted him, and was amazed at how much. Jay had her like putty in his hands, and she loved it.
Jay had given her the one thing she'd wanted all week. A kiss. One that left her gasping, panting, and shuddering. Oh, she wasn't afraid, not anymore. Jay had brought untried senses to life.
“We've got plenty of time,” he said, his voice teasing.“The last thing I need when we finally make love is a four-year-old watching us. Come, let's sit in front of the fire.”
She sat cross-legged in front of the fireplace and patted the spot next to her. Jay lowered himself and sat close enough for their legs to touch. They were quiet for several moments, enjoying the intimate feeling circulatingaround the room.
“I love you, boo,” he said, breaking the silence. When he saw her surprised look, he asked, “Didn't you know?”
“How was I supposed to know if you never told me? I'm not a mind-fuckin'-reader.” She faked a frown, but was in fact bubbling over with joy. Jay loved her. Honey gazed at him, saw the love pouring from his cocoa eyes, and knew he meant it.
“I fell in love with you the first time I saw you,” he said. “I've missed you like crazy these past several months, but I was too stubborn and stupid to admit it.” Jay pulled her close, and she relaxed against his shoulderas he kissed the top of her head and nuzzled against her. “I want to share my life with you. When you're ready, I want to marry you and start a family.”
Why the hell did he have to say that?
When she turned her head to face him, her smile disappeared as she realized she hadn't told him the rest of her secret. The part that mattered the most.
Seeing the change in her expression, Jay realized that he'd said too much.
Shit, Andrews, you're scaring the woman.
Pulling her close, he resolved not to bring it up again.
Long after Jay was sound asleep in his sleeping bag, Honey lay wide-awake, staring at the paper moon and stars Jay and Marcus had taped to the ceiling. She tried to smile, but tears spilled from her eyes. Her confidenceof only a short time before had evaporated.
This shit is fuckin' unbelievable.
She'd finally fallen in love with a man that loved her back, yet she couldn't give him what someone else had taken away.
Fifteen
D
riving home from her mother's house, Honey looked over at Jay and smiled. Dinner had been everything she thought it would be.
Jay had met the rest of her family and, as she'd expected,won them all over. For the first time ever she was at a loss for words. By the end of the meal, the two were curled up on the couch together with her head resting on his shoulder, and she'd ignored her family's grins and her brother's smart-ass wisecracks. Perhaps she should have been embarrassed, but she wasn't.
They pulled into her driveway, then Jay walked her to the door. He looked down into her eyes glistening in the moonlight and felt desire spiral through his body. When he leaned over and kissed her he savored the taste; even though he pulled away, he wanted more.
Honey reached into her pocket for her key and fumbledwith the lock. Jay was standing so close. “Would you like to come in?”
As much as he wanted to, he knew he couldn't. “I don't think that would be a good idea. As hard as my dick is, I might not be able to control my actions.”
She nodded, understanding. A sexual need like she had never experienced before had been brewing inside her all evening, and she didn't doubt the same was true for Jay.
“I'll call you tomorrow,” he promised, then curled an arm around her waist and lowered his head to kiss her again.
Honey entered the house and pulled off her coat. Tossing both it and her purse on the couch, she climbed the stairs to her room. She sat on her bed and removed her shoes, then sighed. Shit, she didn't want to be alone tonight. But was she ready for Jay to make love to her?
Shaking off the question, she went into the bathroomto remove her clothes and slipped into red flannel pajamas and matching robe. After sliding into her house shoes, she moved past the window to turn on the lamp on her nightstand. What she saw outside made her stop in her tracks.
It was just like it had been the last time. Jay was standing in her driveway, puffing on a cigarette, gazing up at the second floor as though hoping she didn't noticewhile also hoping she would invite him in.
As Honey peeked from behind the curtain, a warm sensation ran through her body.
He is so fine and all mine
, she thought. His skin glistened under the streetlightand looked as creamy and smooth as if she'd melted chocolate in a saucer on the stove.
She watched him turn his head toward the window, and knew he'd suddenly realized she was watching. In the dim streetlight, his loving brown eyes seemed to be saying, “You have to make the next move.” His dimpled grin radiated a sensual light that could brighten an entireroom, and sent her heart beating rapidly against her chest. He confused her, made her believe love was indeedpossible for her. He would understand. He wouldn't care that she would never be able to bear his child. She said a silent prayer, and after several seconds knew that it was time.
What was she going to do?
Never in her life had she imagined meeting one man who would make her want to throw all her fears away. But she had, and he was standing right outside her window,waiting and hoping she finally would. Of course, being the gentleman he was, Jay wasn't going to push her. He had promised. Instead, he would allow her to see the truth by gaining her trust and showing her he truly cared.
Finally, she'd met a man who made her want to learn what true love really meant. After the rape, and scared of being hurt, she'd closed off her heart. But with Jay, it was different. If she put her cards on the table, would he really love her? If she gave him the key to her heart, would he truly want her? For the first time, she had hope that the answer to those questions was “Yes.” She'd been so afraid of taking a chance she had preventedherself from seeing what had always been right in front of her face.
Suddenly she wanted to know.
To hell with fear!
She no longer wanted to deny herself. Yes, it was easier not to know than to find out, but she no longer wanted to be a coward. Tonight, she decided to put her fears behindher and live for the present. Tonight. Right now.
She was ready to find out what true love really was.
When Honey had peeked through the window, Jay was sure she would invite him in. But he'd been wrong.
Damn.
He was going to have another sleepless night with a hard dick. Jay dropped his cigarette butt on the ground and walked around his car to get in. Just as he opened the car door, her porch light came on. Next thing he knew, Honey was standing in the doorway.
“Whatcha doing out here?” she asked.
Jay kicked his pride aside and said, “Thinking.”
“Thinkin' about what?” she dared to ask.
The answer was obvious, but still he said, “About you, boo.” His eyes raked in her appearance as she opened the screen door, hair pulled back and wearing her favorite pajamas. No other woman looked so damn good in flannel. He was magnetically drawn to her. Unconsciously,he shut his car door and moved toward her.
Honey saw him closing in on her and began to shiver with anticipation. There was no panicky feeling. It felt right. Finally, Honey allowed her heart to lead the way.
And damn if she wasn't going to follow.
“Why don't you come in before we both freeze to death?” she whispered.
Jay nodded and continued toward the porch where she was waiting. There was a chilly breeze, but neitherof them seemed to care.
Honey stepped aside so he could pass into the living room, then closed the door. Her teeth chattered as she moved to where Jay was standing in front of the couch. She rubbed her hands up and down her arms, pretendingto be cold, but instead she was shaking with an exhilaratingcombination of excitement and anticipation.
“Let me start a fire,” Jay suggested, then shrugged out of his coat and laid it across the chair. He moved toward the fireplace, but Honey stopped him with her hand.
She allowed her robe to fall to the floor. “I'm ready.”
Jay felt an excitement bubble up inside, but he didn't want to assume too much. There was only so much a brotha could take. “Baby, tell me what you're ready for.”
Honey swallowed and said, “For you to make love to me,” hoping he wouldn't notice the tremor in her voice.
Jay, stunned, didn't dare move. If he did, nothing would stop him from making her his. “Are you sure?”
She had barely nodded when Jay closed the distance between them and pulled her into his arms. “You're so damn sexy,” he whispered. Her heart was beating just as hard as his. “I want you so damn bad,” he whispered. “I lie awake at night aching to have you lying beneath me, with your legs spread wide and my dick buried deep inside you.”
As she pulled away, her most private area throbbed and her eyes became misty as she looked up at him and saw a reflection of his heart. Jay leaned in closer and dropped his mouth to the base of her neck, and she shuddered with desire. His lips traveled to several small places along her neck as he seared a path. “I promise not to hurt you.”
She draped her arms around his neck and stood on tiptoe, arching her body against his. “The only thing I'm afraid of is the way you make me feel. I've been runnin' away from my feelings since I met you.”
Staring down at her, he said, “I've tried to leave you alone, but I don't want to pretend anymore.” His voice was husky with emotion.
“Yes.” With that one word, Honey surrendered to the emotions she'd kept buried deep inside for years.
He lowered his head and took her mouth. The feel of her pressing against him was his undoing. She clung to him, making soft little sounds deep in her throat as he plunged his tongue and explored the warmth inside. Then he stopped.
“Look at me,” he commanded.
She opened her eyes to meet the desire brewing in his.
“At any point you change your mind, I'll stop,” he whispered.
She nodded. “I know you will.”
He swept her up in his arms and made his way to the master bedroom, planting small wet kisses across her face and neck. Pulling back the covers, he eased her onto the bed and followed her down. He poised himself on his elbows, hovering over her, his gaze feasting on the sight of her lying beside him, sharing the intimacy of her bed. “I'm gonna take this slow.”
He lowered his head, covering her lips with a passionatekiss while his hands began an exploration of her body. His hand moved downward, slowly caressing either side of her body to her thigh. The fabric of their clothing separated them, yet did nothing to slow the energy generating between them. Her breath came in shallow, uneven gasps.
“Are you okay?”
She nodded, touched by his concern.
“Try to relax.” He pulled her close to him. “Baby, take as long as you need. I'm not going anywhere.” While he held her tight, he expressed words of love and encouragement until her breathing became almost normalagain.
She pressed her parted lips to his, and as their tongues did a soulful dance Honey sighed, surrendering to her desire and freeing something inside her. The days of running from Jay were finally over. She loved him. Love was her strength.
The sound of her breathing had quieted and was now coming evenly. Jay reminded himself that he needed to treat her like a virgin. No matter how fuckin' horny he was, he had to take it slow. He had to make it good for her too.
He made doubly certain she was relaxed before his fingers traveled under her top and he gently outlined her small perky breasts with his fingertips. He kneaded first one nipple, then the other, drawing them into hardenedpeaks.
“How does that feel?”
“Good,” she whispered, and moaned with pleasure. His touch filled her with warmth.
He looked down at her, eyes closed, lips parted.
While nuzzling her hair he continued to circle her nipple slowly with one hand, while the other traveled down into her pajama bottom, skimming her hips and thighs. He quickly realized she wasn't wearing panties. His fingers brushed through the curls, seeking her clit.
Her stomach fluttered, her toes curled, and the walls of her coochie clenched and unclenched in preparation.The gentle massage sent currents racing through her veins. She could no longer lie still, and began squirming beneath his hand.
He ended the kiss, then lifted himself up and off the bed. With quick precision, he freed himself of his shirt and flung it to the floor.
Honey sucked in a deep breath, her nerves singing, her body yearning, as she looked at his naked hairy chest as if it were the first time. Broad, and muscular, his shoulders looked massive and his arms huge. He was without a doubt the finest man she'd ever seen.
As if he sensed her longing, he took a seat on the bed beside her. Then he guided her hand to his chest and encouraged her to explore. When he pressed her hand against his chest, she was amazed at the powerful beat of his heart. “That's what you do to me,” he said in a low sensual voice. She caressed his chest, then ran her hand over his broad shoulder, loving the feel of his strength beneath her fingertips. Sliding her palm across his skin, she felt heat leap into her fingers and spread up her arm.
Feeling the electricity of her touch, Jay had to grit his teeth to keep from losing it as desire spiraled up in him. He reached down and raised her into a sitting position.Honey allowed him to lift her pajama top over her head and toss it on the floor.
As he gazed down at her with appreciation, her breathing quickened, lifting and lowering her breasts, her nipples tightening under his scrutiny.
“Sweet heaven,” he moaned as he stared down at her perfect little breasts. He lowered his mouth, and filled it with the right one, then the left. He laved her nipples until they were marble hard.
She felt herself unraveling. Warmth spread through her, rapidly raising her temperature, and moisture pooled between her thighs. She had never known anything so incredibly sensual, so delicious.
His fingers touched and teased her nipples, giving her indescribable pleasure. His lips and tongue licked and sucked until she was mindless with sexual feelings unlike anything she'd felt before. Jay kissed her belly, then lifted her hips enough to reach under her and tug the elastic waistband of her pajamas down and over her legs. Just as skillfully, he removed the rest of his clothes. He couldn't believe his eyes. She was sexy as hell. Little breasts. Tiny waist. Flat stomach and a phat ass. What more could any man ask for?

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