Page 63 of Intentional Foul
“I know. I needed space from you, Malcolm. I couldn’t think with you expressing your love and my internal battle. I want you but the guilt is kicking my ass. When I saw Anissa in Vine, it scared me. Instead of talking to you I bolted, it’s what I’ve always done when I’m boxed in a corner,” she said and I rocked my head.
“What made you change your mind and commit to the marriage?” I asked next, needing an inside view of her thoughts.
“I’ve had some interesting conversations these last few days. My former divorce lawyer brought reality to my attention. I can’t avoid Anissa’s wrath, regardless of the street I drive on. Themost important conversation I had was with myself. Malcolm, I want to be loved with passion, intent, and on purpose. If choosing my own happiness means I lose Anissa, then so be it. Picking you meant I picked myself.”
It stung listening to her give up on her and Mom’s relationship but I didn’t press the issue. Lifting her hand, I brought it to my lips and kissed it.
“I believe my sole purpose is to love you. I know this union was meant to be, and it’s something I can’t explain. I have to show you that you can trust me to lead and cover your heart. You are my reason.”
Jhae moved forward, awarding me with a passionate kiss. Our tongues tangled as heat lingered between us. I caressed her thighs underneath her robe until she pulled away.
“You leave me speechless but know you get all of me, including my love and loyalty,” she said
“Thank you. What’s going on with the album?” I asked, and she jerked her head backward.
“Music Note,” I said again.
She sighed. “I have maybe four songs, but I’m not in the zone. I have spurts of writing motivation and then it’s gone. Moe sent me at least six dope-ass beats, but I’m off. The words are not flowing. If I have to force the lyrics, my fans won’t connect,” she said.
“What is the theme of the album? Your first one was heartbreak and holding on, the second was about you living life,” I said.
Jhae’s mouth parted.
“You noticed the theme of the album,” she said.
I caressed her bare thighs again and stared into her eyes. “Yes, I notice everything you do.”
She gripped my face with her small hands and pecked my lips.
“You are my reason, Jhae.”
“Your reason?” she questioned.
“My reason to breathe, love, care, and show up. It’s you. And if you stop running, I can show you.”
Jhae leaned into my neck, and she laughed. She lifted and stared into my eyes.
“No more running and you already showed me, Malcolm, every time you chased me,” she said. “Matter of fact, I think you are due a finder’s fee.”
Jhae stroked my semi-hard dick as she kissed me. The wetness of her mouth got me to a full hard on. She pulled my dick out, aligning it with her opening and slid down on it. My heart sprinted as her pussy walls collapsed around me.
“Music Note,” I moaned
She slowed her pace as she twirled on my dick. “Fuck,” I said through gritted teeth.
The friction of her tight pussy walls against my dick was indescribable. I tried gripping her waist to savor the pleasure.
“No touching, Mr. Jefferies,” she said and kissed my neck. “I want you to come inside me,” she whispered, wrapping her mouth around my earlobe.
Jhae increased the pace and switched to slow bouncing. My eyes were open, but I couldn’t see a damn thing. The sensation ripped through my core. I gripped her waist and helped her move at my desired pace. She leaned backward to allow me more access. On the last bounce, my body tightened as I erupted inside her.
“Alright sex 101. I need you to be a little more aggressive. I want my man to choke, own, and spank me. I know you are fresh out the gate, but you showed me your dominant side. We both know you have it,” she said as I panted.
I got you, I thought to myself.
“Tyrus, I’m working on it,” Jhae said as she stood in the mirror applying foundation.
I pulled one ear bud out of her ear. “I’m going downstairs to check on Marquise. Room number 306,” I said. She nodded as I placed the bud back in her ear.
