Page 46 of You Make Me Feel

I nodded as I finished her other foot. Mya again crossed my mind, but I didn’t see a reason to bring that up tonight. I would tell Kinisha about all that tomorrow once we were rested. Again, she seemed burdened down about something. I could be just reading too much into her weary state. I slid her socks on, then got in bed with her.

Once I was settled, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her soft lips. “Good night, Kinisha. Get some rest.”

“Good night, Oliver.”

Within two minutes, she was knocked the hell out. I stared at the ceiling, thinking about Mya. Hopefully, they were able to get her where she needed to be instead of releasing her so she could end up back here at my house. The thought of that happening while Kinisha was here had my nerves on edge. While I felt Mya was harmless, I couldn’t let down my guard. Harmless people could turn dangerous with the flip of a switch.

As I turned my body to pull Kinisha closer, I saw her staring at me. I kissed her forehead. “You were asleep. Get your rest, baby.”

“Not until you do. What’s wrong?”

I slid my hand over my face and decided just to tell her. If something else were to happen, and Kinisha somehow found out about what happened earlier today, I would be in the doghouse for sure . . . or worse. “When I got home this evening, Mya was here. I had to call the police on her.”

Kinisha sat straight up in bed. “She washere?Has she ever been here before?”

“She was here, and, no, she’s never been here before. I believe she’s stalking me. I filed a restraining order, but I know that won’t necessarily keep her away. It does give me a leg to stand on, though, if she decides to show back up. I’m almost positive they didn’t keep her in jail. I need you to be aware of your surroundings at all times. While I don’t believe she would try to hurt anybody, she’s mentally unstable right now. She could be capable of things I wouldn’t imagine she would do.”

“Like showing up at your house. I wish somebody would get ahold of her and shove that medicine down her damn throat.”

“I wish it were that simple too, baby. I will do my best to be next to you whenever you’re on the move. I don’t like this shit at all. I feel responsible in a way because she used to work for me.”

“Did she say anything about me?”

“Not really. Just that I’m not supposed to love you, and you must have put a hex on me. I mean, she may be right in that. It definitely feels like you cast a spell on me,” I said, trying to lighten the conversation and change the direction of it at the same time.

Kinisha gave me a slight smile, so it must have worked. I kissed her forehead, and when I stared back into her expressive eyes, she asked, “Do you love me, Oliver?”

I closed my eyes and searched my soul. I left myself wide open for that question by reiterating what Mya had said without denying that she was wrong. Without opening my eyes, I took the leap, a leap I’d never really taken before. “I do. I love you, Kinisha, so much so until it’s scary.”

She brought her hands to my face and pulled me to her, kissing my lips tenderly, then sliding her tongue to mine. I allowed my hands to roam her curves, stopping periodically to take in the scenery. When I got to her ass, I squeezed it before pulling her on top of me. This was why we slept naked. With a little guidance and correct positioning from her, my dick found her opening and dove inside her warmth.

This was heaven, peace, love, joy, and happiness all rolled into one. I slid my hands to her ass and caressed it as I felt her juices leaking on my balls. God had given me heaven on earth with this woman. Her moans were intoxicating, and they caused me to release a few of my own. She’d pulled my feelings right out of me. I’d never told a woman that I loved her first. It was always after she’d said it . . . if I said it at all. After experiencing Kinisha, I didn’t believe I’d ever really been in love. She slowed her pace as she slid down my dick with a roll of her hips. I wanted to scream. That shit felt so damn good, but it felt like she was teasing me.

She stared at me as she squeezed my dick while going up again, causing me to bite my bottom lip to contain myself. My toes were curled tight, and I was gripping the hell out of her ass cheeks. She placed her hand on my neck and quickened her pace. When she began bouncing, my heart nearly burst out of my chest. “Aww, fuck, Nisha.”

“Yes, Oliver, yes, baby!”

I couldn’t take letting her handle it any longer. I lifted my hips and began stroking her. My eyes rolled as she gripped my throat a little tighter. “Oliver . . . Shit, I’m cumming!”

The wetness that engulfed the area was the most satisfying shit. As I stroked her pussy, doing my best to maintain my pace, I said, “I love you, Nisha.”

She opened her eyes to stare at me. “I love you too, Oliver.”

That did it. I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I flipped us over and long stroked her into another orgasm. Her walls were taking my dick hostage, and he was sputtering, trying to persevere through the way she was choking him, but it didn’t work. I fired off in her depths just as she squirted all over me. Her screams had my dick erupting forever, it seemed. She would have gotten pregnant with this nut if she wasn’t already pregnant.

I placed my forehead against hers and closed my eyes. “You love me. I didn’t think I would hear that for a while.”

“Why? It was hardnotto fall in love with you. You’re everything I need and want in a man. How could I not fall for a man like that? You’re amazing, and I’m happy that you’re mine.”

“Damn, baby. I’m happy that you’re mine too. No matter the situation, I pray we will grow stronger together.”

She remained quiet. My mind had gone back to this issue with Mya. For some reason, I knew this shit wasn’t over. She wasn’t the only one I had to worry about, though. I had a feeling it would only be a matter of time before Jarod had some shit to say about Kinisha dismissing him. Whenever that time came, I would be ready. He would awaken the beast in me, and I would welcome its presence and fuck him up.

Chapter 17

Kinisha

Church was off the charts today. The praise team seemed to have taken us right to the throne of grace at God’s feet. There wasn’t a dry eye in the place, and the spirit was extremely high. I had so much to thank God for. Even while praising his name, I could feel Oliver’s hand on the small of my back. He was so protective of me, and I loved that. Even with as much dirt as I had done, I could still feel the spirit occasionally. I’d even gotten slain once. So, I was grateful for His presence.

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