Page 51 of Judgments of Fire and Desire

She nodded, and a small smile made its way to her lips as we turned into the parking lot of Riverside Grille. When I parked, I got out of the car to help her out. However, I saw a car parked afar that looked suspicious. No one was parked that far back, and I could clearly see someone in the driver’s seat watching me watch them.

I wanted to get back in the car, but instead, I pulled out my phone and called Stephanie. She answered on the first ring. “Hello?”

“Someone is tailing me. I’m at Riverside Grille with Genesis, and he’s at the back of the parking lot watching me.”

“I’m on my way. There are some new developments I need to tell you about as well.”

“Okay.”

I ended the call and helped Genesis from the car as I watched them drive away.

“Is everything okay?” she asked, turning to look in the same direction as me.

Staring back into her eyes, I wanted to say yes, but I also wanted to keep it real with her. “We were being followed. I called Johnson, and she’s on her way.”

The worry lines appeared on her forehead, so I continued. “We won’t let that ruin our night, baby. Tonight is about you and how perfect you are for me.”

She brought her hands to my face and pulled me to her. Her lips graced mine with their presence, and she gave me a preview of the passion that was looming over us like a rain cloud. I couldn’t wait to get back home and allow it to rain on us without an ounce of resistance.

“That feels so good, Kyrie. Yeeeess.”

I was trying so hard to be in the moment because he was doing everything right. Dinner had been somewhat quiet. Thankfully, I didn’t have to talk during the stage play, but I didn’t have a clue what it was about. I’d checked out before it even started. I was trying so hard to take Kyrie’s advice and let God have my worries, but it was so hard. Samuel was my little brother. Although he was an adult, it was my job to look out for him. I needed to know what was going on with him.

Kyrie was loving me gently, moving slowly but with purpose. Despite my mind being everywhere but where it needed to be, I could still feel that stirring below, letting me know that the gates to ecstasy were about to open. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, forcing him to lower his head to where he couldn’t stare at me. When I’d opened my eyes, his gaze was locked on mine, and I couldn’t handle it.

My eyes had remained closed after that, but I had a feeling that didn’t deter his gaze one bit. He was extremely quiet with only the occasional grunt or moan to let me know he was still enjoying our connection. Pulling away from me slightly, he brought his hand to my neck and gripped it gently. “Genesis… look at me, baby.”

I hesitantly opened my eyes, and when my gaze met his, the intensity I found there coaxed the orgasm right out of me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I lifted my hips, trying to make sure I felt every stroke he laid on my G-spot. Breaking his silence once again, he said, “You are the only woman for me. I need you to relax in it and know that I will protect you and care for you with everything in me. I want to love you through your fears, your doubts, and your sadness. I need you to focus on our love, baby. We were created for each other.”

The tears sprang from my eyes without warning, and I needed every ounce of love he was pouring into me. “I believe that wholeheartedly, Kyrie. Oooooh, yeeeess.”

It felt like I was going to release again, because my entire body was trembling and felt like it was about to go into convulsions. “Give it to me, Genesis. Give me all of you, baby.”

Hearing how soft he was being had the tears running down my cheeks without restraint. I didn’t even want to restrain them. He said to give him all of me, and that was part of it. My orgasm ripped through me once again, my body flopping around like a fish. I couldn’t control it, and the fact that I didn’t try seemed to turn Kyrie on even more. He stroked me with more intensity, helping me be sure I’d gotten complete satisfaction, then he released inside of me.

His panting alarmed me though. He rolled to my side, and I rolled on my side next to him and laid my hand on his chest. I felt bad for a second that he was struggling to breathe through the pain he was feeling, but I knew he wouldn’t want me to. Inmy head, I could hear him saying,“I’m a grown man, Genesis. I knew what I was getting into.”

A slight smile made its way to my lips as I did my best to help him through it. “I know it probably hurts like hell, but take a deep breath to help your breathing.”

He did as I said as I watched him wince in pain. However, once he released that breath, his breathing had calmed significantly. Turning his body to me, he said, “Don’t worry. I’m fine. As good as you feel, I would do this all over again. I’ll never regret a moment with you.”

Sliding his hand over my cheek, he pulled my face to his and softly kissed my lips. When he pulled away, I took a deep breath. God had truly blessed me when he aligned Kyrie’s path and mine to meet. Although I doubted it for a while, He showed me that His divine plan was for us to be together, embarking on a life He intended for us to have. I laid my head on his chest once his breathing was completely under control. We remained quiet, soaking in the aura of the moment, not to mention the evidence on the sheets.

The sound of glass breaking interrupted our peace though. Kyrie literally jumped from the bed like a cat on a hot tin roof, and I wasn’t far behind him. Going to his dresser, I grabbed a pair of his basketball shorts and a T-shirt. When I smelled smoke, I immediately grabbed my phone and called 9-1-1, alerting them of an arson in progress, along with a breaking and entering.

Kyrie bolted from the room, and I was right behind him. When we got to the front room, the wall surrounding the front door was in flames. “Shit!” Kyrie yelled. “I need to get a water hose.”

“No! The minute you open that back door, the fire will spread quickly. Do you have an extinguisher?”

“Yeah. I forgot about them. I have three.”

I followed him to his laundry room and got the extinguishers. I could hear sirens in the distance. I couldn’t believe people were really trying to kill him. This was crazy! We sprayed the fire, hoping that it would be enough to control it. Once my tank was empty, I went to the next one, spraying it in its entirety. There was only a little bit Kyrie couldn’t get with his tank, so I quickly ran to the kitchen and filled a large pot with water.

Running back to it, I doused it and prayed that would kill it. Before I could even suggest it, Kyrie grabbed the pot from me and went to fill it again. When he came back, he threw it in the same spot. I looked around his foyer to see it was completely burned. I watched him survey the area as well, when suddenly he yelled, “Fuck!”

Johnson had met us at Riverside Grille, but she didn’t stay. Since we had a night planned, Kyrie didn’t want to throw those plans by the wayside. I wish he would have, though, to possibly avoid this. The house was extremely smokey, so I walked over to him and said, “We need to go outside, baby.”

He nodded and followed me out the back door. We both looked like we’d just hopped out of bed. We wore shorts and T-shirts and were both barefooted. From what I could see while we were inside, someone had thrown something through the window that started the fire. The smoke limited visibility, and my main objective was to get the fire contained.

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