Page 27 of Make Me Remember

He squeezed my ass, causing my pussy to juice. I moaned in his mouth then slowly pulled away and slid down his body. I was acting like a naïve girl. It was like a girl doing the most because a nigga said she was pretty. Just because I had never had a man do this for me didn’t mean I didn’t deserve it. I deserved this and so much more.

“I’m sorry, Jacob. I got carried away.”

“I ain’t complaining, baby.” He licked his lips and asked, “You wanna eat first or do the therapy session first?”

“I’m not going to want to do a thing after I eat, so let’s get the therapy session out of the way. Whew!”

I chuckled nervously as I tried to calm down. The turn on I was feeling was off the charts… like when I’d been unknowingly slipped some ecstasy. This time it was organic. I didn’t know I could be this ready. My pussy was growling and ready to attack his ass. I fanned myself dramatically with my hand as he chuckled.

He grabbed my hand and forced me to fan him as well. However, when he bit his bottom lip, I found myself pulling at my clothes. He grabbed my hands and slowly pulled them to my sides. He was just staring into my eyes, and I could feel my shit between my thighs. I’d worn a thong, so it wasn’t catching a thing. I didn’t know what he was doing to me, but right now, it felt like torture.

“If you still feel the same way later, I’ll be happy to put that pussy out of its misery. I just don’t want you to react off your initial emotions and regret it before you leave. Your celibacy journey is a big deal, and I respect it, Mekayla Jaguar Chatmon.”

I rolled my eyes. The mention of my middle name always got the same reaction. My mama was on that ghetto shit for real. Keonshay’s middle name was Alizé. She hated that shit too. My middle name sounded exotic in a way but more like a stripper name too. When I’d told Jacob, he was quiet for a moment like he thought I was playing. When I didn’t say anything further, he knew I wasn’t joking.

Jacob chuckled and went to the couch. I followed behind him like a love-sick puppy. I wanted to fuck him up, but he was making me be rational and make sure that this was what I wanted. I respected him more for respecting my journey. Respect went out the window when he lay on the couch, though. All I saw was dick.

I licked my lips as I looked at it. “Umm… how has your knee and ankle been feeling?”

“They’ve been okay, but I know I’m not doing everything I can do to help it along. I’m going to go to the gym more often. My brother-in-law’s gym is walking distance from here, and I haven’t been taking advantage. I haven’t been doing the exercises you talked about either. That resistance band over there catching dust. I’ma do better, baby. I promise.”

I nodded as I felt around his knee. I didn’t feel any knots like last time, so that was a good thing. “Have you been stretching at least?”

“A lil bit before I go to bed at night.”

I nodded then lifted his leg, gliding my fingers down his calf to the back of his knee. I swore I was two seconds from licking that shit. Jacob’s legs were long and thick like a fucking quarter horse. His eyes were on me as I salivated over his leg. I was horny as fuck if just the sight of his leg had me tripping. I could see the smirk appear on his lips from my peripheral. He knew I was suffering. Jackass.

I cleared my throat and brought his knee to his chest as he winced. I held it there for a moment, and he puckered his lips, causing me to giggle like a little girl. I kissed him and released his leg for a moment. I repeated the exercise, and he did the same. I kissed him again. We did that ten times. This felt good. My heart felt light.

I went to his ankle and saw that it was a little swollen. “When do you go back to the doctor, Jacob?”

“Next week.”

“I think you may need to make an appointment before then. It’s swollen and warm to the touch. That could mean infection.”

I glanced at him to see his lips tight and him staring at his ankle. His eyes met mine, and he nodded. “Okay.”

I didn’t want to do too much with his ankle, because I didn’t know what was going on with it. I went back to work on his knee. It seemed to be healing well. Like he said, he needed to just work it out more. His dick had calmed down and I was grateful, because it helped me to calm down. My stomach was back to growling.

I could tell that Jacob had slipped into his thoughts, so I asked, “You okay?”

He gave me a slight smile. “Yeah, baby. Just thinking about all the shit that resulted from me fucking that stupid ass girl. I know it’s too late for that shit, but whenever I see how I’m going through this shit with my leg, it reminds me that I caused all this by thinking with the wrong head.”

He slowly shook his head as I gave him the band. He began exercising as I watched and adjusted some things.

“Well, there’s nothing you can do about it or to change it. All you can do is keep living to the best of your abilities. I made some horrible decisions in my life. Although one of those decisions blessed me with my pride and joy, it was still dumb as fuck. Thank you for not allowing me to make decisions based on my emotions. Now that I’m calm, I still want you. I feel like my emotions are leading me in the right direction this time.”

“Is that right? So you saying you wanna hop on all this dick, baby?”

My eyelids fluttered, and my body heated up all over again. Jesus. The man was my weakness. My restraint was hanging on by a thread. After finishing that exercise, he sat up on the couch and stared at me. His eyes raked over me from head to toe, then he lifted his hips and pulled his shorts off. The nigga wasn’t wearing underwear.

My mouth watered, and I immediately kicked off my Crocs and pulled my pants and underwear off. My heart was beating erratically, and my pussy was trying to detach itself from me because I couldn’t seem to move fast enough. Once I kicked them off, I straddled him. He grabbed my ass as I stared into his eyes while slowly sliding down his dick.

My head dropped back, and my eyes closed. “Ooooohh my God, Jacob. Shit.”

“Yeah, baby. Them scrubs were holding excellence in its confines. Fuck!”

I began a slow ride then lifted my head and stared at him as my pussy juiced all over the place. She was excited as hell. I already knew whenever I came, I would flood the area with the way she was cutting up right now. I could feel the gush every time I slid down him. My clit was extremely stimulated since it was rubbing his shaft with every stroke. This nigga had dick for days. That was right up my alley, too, because I could literally fuck every day, all day.

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