Page 63 of You Make Me Feel

“I’m sorry. Can we sit?” he asked.

“You have five minutes, Jarod. That’s it.”

I sat in the chair to make sure he didn’t try to sit close to me. I didn’t want him touching me or being too close. Just my luck, Oliver would walk in and think something was happening between us. He sat on the couch and stared at me like he was trying to intimidate me or something. “You can stare for your entire five minutes if you want. The clock is ticking.”

“That baby is my seed. It deserves the best life can offer. You can’t provide that on your little-ass salary as a CPA. Plus, your history says you aren’t even fit to be a mother.”

“History? Let’s talk about history, fuckboy.”

He chuckled. “What proof do you have?”

“How about your child, and we’re not a couple. You texted about not wanting the baby because you didn’t want me. Announcing your engagement, knowing you’d been fucking around with me.”

“None of that is illegal, Sugar Ray. Yeah, I know you’re on probation. You think I want that influence in my child’s life?”

“You’re a jackass. It is very possible to provide for your child without contesting custody. Second, your moral compass is so fucked up itshouldbe illegal. You’re only doing this to save face. You’re afraid people will discover that the minister’s son isn’t all he’s cracked up to be. Now, get the hell out of my place.”

I stood from my seat and went to the door with my phone in hand while he quietly seethed. Finally, he stood from his seat and approached me. “You gon’ regret this. I would have let you see your baby. Now, I’m finna get your rights revoked. Watch me.”

“Nigga, get the fuck outta here.”

He walked out of my place with a smirk on his lips. That man was beyond stupid. No judge in their right mind would take my baby from me and give it to him. Whatever Oliver had in store, I needed it more than ever.

* * *

Although I’d just gotten a pregnancy massage, Oliver rubbed my feet as we enjoyed time together at home. He had soft music playing and candles lit, creating an ambiance that would surely have me facedown, ass up in a little while. I was already sitting here stewing in my juices as he applied pressure to the balls of my feet.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head. “Oh, Oliver. That feels so good.”

It came out so passionately. It sounded like something I would say as he was stroking my insides. I was ready —beyondready. When I felt his lips on my foot, I opened my eyes to watch him. His eyes met mine as he said, “You have some pretty-ass feet.” “So you’ve told me. Thank you.”

He smiled at me and rubbed my feet again, kissing them periodically until he got to my toes and decided to lick one. I almost came on myself when he did that. My clit was tingling something serious, and I wanted his tongue to be there instead. However, he continued pleasuring my toes with the presence of his tongue. When he sucked my middle toe, I came unglued. My body stiffened, and I came in my panties.

His eyes lifted to mine, and it was like I could see his savage emerging. He slid his hand between my legs. “Damn, baby. I can feel the moisture through these pants.”

He grabbed the waistband of my leggings and pulled them off, along with my underwear. “These panties wet as hell.”

After throwing them on the floor, he spread my legs and brought his lips to my southern ones, taking his time to please me. He slowly licked and sucked my pussy like it was a delicacy he was trying to savor. I slid my freshly done nails over his slick head and pushed him in farther as he moaned.God, his moans are intoxicating.

“Oliver . . . shit . . .”

I detonated all over his face, but he didn’t dare stop. He liked me to have multiple orgasms. He’d once said that he wasn’t doing his job if I didn’t have multiples. He wanted me to be completely satisfied. When finished, the only thing I should be fit to do was sleep. My entire body trembled and tingled as my eyes fluttered shut. I swore I was about to go into convulsions.

“Oliver, I’m about to cum again.... Ooooh.”

He pulled away from me as if he knew what would happen. I squirted everywhere. He sat there watching for a second, then patted my pussy, making it squirt even more. I swore I blacked out for a minute because I never saw him get undressed. When I opened my eyes, his dick was inside me, and my knee was damn near to my head. However, he was winding slowly into me while biting his bottom lip with his eyes closed.

I lifted my head and stared down at the action, which proved to be an aphrodisiac like no other. I saw my elongated clit as his dick rubbed against it with every stroke. I’d never seen it that long. This man turned me on even more during every encounter. He gently caressed my nipple and slowly filled me repeatedly while stroking my G-spot. My eyes involuntarily rolled back, and my body practically lifted from the couch as another orgasm surfaced.

He put his hand around my throat as I came hard. My other leg was wrapped around his waist, but I tightened my grip on him, forcing him to lower himself to me. He licked my lips, and his saliva rolled down my chin to my neck. He sucked my skin, taking the same path his saliva did. The man never increased his pace . . . just remained steady as he refueled my drained body.

“Kinisha, I love you, baby.”

“I . . . love you . . . toooo.”

I came again. He was right. Today was a day I would never forget. After getting my hair and nails done, having a body exfoliation and massage, this was the icing on the cinnamon roll, the main fucking attraction. “Open your eyes, baby,” he said softly.

I did as he requested, staring into his. He slowly shook his head. “I never thought I would be making love to you this way. I didn’t feel worthy of your attention at first. However, after I reevaluated myself, I knew I deserved everything you had to offer, but I still doubted that everything I offered would be enough. Then I exploited you, knowing the situation you were in. I’m sorry for that, but I’m not sorry about the outcome.”

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