I removed her hand from my head and squeezed it. “I’m glad you and Jamie are here. You can stay as long as you like, and whenever you explain to KJ who I am, he can visit too.” I took a breath. “Are you going to take a shower in the guest room or mine, so I know how I should move?”
Jamaica's soft expression hardened, and she marched to my bathroom and turned on the shower. I placed my guitar next to me and went to my backyard. I pulled off my shirt and dove into the pool. The cold water shocked my system as I expected it would, and my dick finally calmed down. I had to regain control of my body. She did this to me before. All those years ago, she told me we were over, but then she called to be there for me at court. Jamaica was used to me chasing her, and she didn’t know how to handle it when I didn’t. And I was tired of being hurt, misunderstood, and judged. I could no longer be foolishly in love with her.
I swam several laps to exhaust myself, and when I came up for air, a determined and seductive Jamaica stood at the edge ofthe pool. She’d left the thick, black terry cloth robe open, giving me a glimpse of her breasts, her sparkling belly button, and her pussy. She’d become the temptress, and the longing for her started anew.
“Can you pass me a towel?” I pointed to a rack of heated towels.
She stepped back and opened the robe. “It’s large enough for both of us.”
The moonlight and the soft lights around the pool illuminated her beautiful brown body. Her doe eyes never appeared more piercing. I pushed up from the pool, and her hungry gaze focused on the large tentpole that my dick made of my boxer briefs. She enveloped me with the warmth of the robe and her body.
“Ooh, you’re wet and cold,” Jamaica squealed while pressing her body to mine.
“You begged for this.” I fisted her ponytail and jerked her head back to suck on her neck.
She slid her hand into the gap in the material and grasped my erection. “Treat me like the groupies you fucked for fun or to take out your anger. Forget about all the drama and whether we’ll be together. Just pure fucking with no strings. Can you give me that?”
I grew harder at the seductive light in her eyes and the hand that stroked me. If she wanted to be fucked how I usually fucked women for purely sexual release, then I would give it to her. Leaving the warmth of the robe and her embrace, I removed my shorts and stretched out on the nearby lounger by the grilling station out of sight of the glass doors.
Holding the base of my dick in my hand, I demanded, “Suck me, and you better swallow every last drop.”
Jamaica licked her lips like she was about to indulge in the best lollipop. I slid lower on the lounger. “Take that robe off and get in between my legs.”
She dropped the robe, and her nipples pebbled as she sauntered toward me. Willing and ready to do whatever I ask. I loved her luscious breasts, the evidence that she’d once carried my baby, and that she didn’t wax. Seemed more natural. She climbed on top of me and placed me in her mouth, her tongue licking and tasting the tip while she sucked on me. Jamaica took all of me without hesitation and had worked on her gag reflex since we were teenagers. The slurping sounds and her moans turned me on more.
I fisted her ponytail again to guide her strokes. Tugging on her hair hard if she didn’t do as I showed her. I pushed up my dick to fuck her mouth. Faster and faster I thrust, loving the wetness and tightness of her mouth like the best pussy, demanding that she keep up if she wanted to please me. I looked down at her bobbing her head up and down, numbing myself to the deep love I had for her. I would do as she asked and fuck her without my heart. And when my body started twisting itself out, I held her to me as my cum exploded from deep within into her mouth. She swallowed as I had expected of her and licked me even longer until my dick was clean.
She tugged on my beard to tongue me deeply, wanting me to taste myself. One of my hands curved over her ass to push two fingers inside. My tongue caught her loud gasp. I moved in and out of her already slick pussy, readying her body for my dick.
“I need a condom,” I said in between kissing her lips and her neck. “We can go back to my bedroom.”
“No, you don’t.” Jamaica reached down between us and grasped me. “Fuck me raw.”
I kissed her and gazed into her eyes. “I used condoms with the others.”
“Which is why I don’t want you to use one with me.” She writhed on top of me, her other lips caressing my engorged tip.
“Are you trying to trap me?” I moaned, unable to move away from her if I tried. Her seductive web held me enraptured.
She eased slowly down my shaft before quickly rising back up, teasing my poor, hard dick. “What if I am? What if I want another baby with you? What if I never want you to leave me again? Can you resist this pussy?”
“No, I can’t.” I flipped us over so fast, placed her legs on either side of the lounger, and thrust deep inside. Drilling her incessantly until every last emotion and pain of the day burst out of me like hot lava inside of her waiting body.
Jamaica immediately curled on her side, trying to calm down from her sexual high. I grabbed several large warm towels and threw them over us while we cuddled together, half-watchingHouse of Paynereruns on the large outside screen that I had over the grilling station. She looked up at me. “What now?”
“Nothing. I meant what I said to Peace, and I’m saying it to you. I’m done. There’s so much shit from the past that haunts us that I’m not sure I have the capacity to deal with it all. My focus has to be on Jamie. He is my priority.”
My words loomed over us as she continued to lie on top of me, restlessly. As I drifted off, she quietly announced, “I’m leaving him.”
Although her announcement fluttered my heart, I refused to allow myself to hope, and the silence became my answer.
As much as Freedom’s resolve to focus on Jamie only hurt me, he’d been right to do so. I needed to regain his trust and belief in us. I needed to show him that I was capable of leaving Kody and choosing Freedom, well, freely.
My heart had been so complete watching Jamie and Freedom at the table, laughing, talking, and eating the breakfast I prepared for them, before I left for home the following morning. Kody had gone radio silent, probably with his side woman, which I anticipated. I still texted him that Jamie seemed to be doing well and that he would stay with Freedom. I added that the ground-breaking should continue as planned. Freedom told me that he and Kody had a man-to-man talk before the emergency with Jamie, but wouldn’t elaborate on what that meant, and I left it alone. Kody and I will have our time to talk soon enough.
I pulled behind my mother’s car in the driveway.Shit.I forgot that she would want to see her oldest grandson afterdropping off her youngest one at school. Kody’s car was gone, so it meant it was just my mother and me. I dropped my head against the steering wheel. Not today. Not today.
My mother and I were as close as a mother and daughter could be when that mother doted on her husband and believed he could do no wrong. She probably knew that Freedom came back for me and the lie my father told to Kody. I doubt they kept secrets from each other.
