Page 32 of More to Love

I applied a light knock-on Akeera’s door before I entered. In tow, I had her cup of juice and my laptop. While she slept, I planned on catching up on emails and taking conference calls. She would be in a medicated sleep for at least two hours before I would have to break and get her some soup.

“Hey beautiful one. I got the juice like I said. Your dad is downstairs in the kitchen and your mom is getting ready to leave. Do you want me to get them for you?” She shook her head no and I didn’t push. “I’m going to be over here in the rocking chair. Get some sleep.”

“Can you get in the bed? I like when you scratch my hair.”

“Sure, sweet pea.”

Thankfully, her bed was a king size bed and she had more than enough room for me to join her. I sat on top of her cover due to me not feeling comfortable invading her personal space so much. She repositioned herself to where her head was in my lap after I got situated. She was such a genuine child.

I took her twist down so that she could sleep without irritation. I began to glide my fingers through her hair, and she drifted off to sleep within minutes. I disliked it when children got sick. They didn’t really know why their bodies were changing, they just knew they couldn’t run around and play the same way they’d done the day before.

Hendrix stepped inside and I noticed he wore a concerned look on his face. He had nothing to worry about. I was going to make sure she returned to her normal self that counted on the dates with her father.

“How is she?” he inquired, taking subtle steps in our direction and didn’t stop moving until he was squatting beside me on the side of the bed.

“She needs a mother’s touch. Hendrix what is the issue with Aviana not wanting to be there for her?”

Our voices weren’t above a whisper due to her being directly under me. I questioned him about Aviana because he was the only one that seemed worried about a child they shared together. It wasn’t right and each day I witnessed the neglect, I grew a dislike for her.

He dropped his head, and I could tell it was a touchy subject for him. “I’m not sure. I do my part and make sure she knows I love her.”

“She needs love from her mother as well. She clung to me looking for that. When I said I’m here for Akeera, I meant that. I know how it feels to not be seen by your parent.”

Standing, he gently grabbed my hand and said, “Come talk to me for a minute.”

Without hesitation, I adjusted Akeera then allowed him to lead. It didn’t register that I followed behind him without questioning until we were already halfway down the hall.

“What is it Hendrix? Now isn’t the time for this,” I voiced removing my hand from his.

He ignored me and pulled me into the nearest guest bedroom shutting the door right after. I could tell something was on his mind, but I didn’t know what. I also didn’t expect his next move. The boldness of him was so damn attractive.

His mouth covered mine for the second time since our drunken night and I had to admit that it felt good. That one night never stopped playing in my head making my body crave his touch more and more. Hendrix was the man I wanted, and I believed he knew that.

Even though our tongues danced so beautifully, I couldn’t allow myself to get lost in him again. Stopping the kiss abruptly, I created distance between us by stepping into the room further.

“I’ve asked you several times to stop touching me. I won’t ask again.”

“So now I don’t have the right to touch you? You think you’re the only one that can’t shake that night? I’ve been in hell since because I wasn’t able to see you, smell you, or even feel you. Do I look like the kind of man that finds out information regarding a woman that isn’t mine? I can’t let the idea of having you go Ri.”

“You need to think about your family and leave me alone. A spoken for man shouldn’t have the nerve to say a thing to anyone else. Now move.”

That caused him to rush and kiss me again. The more he defied me the more I was drawn to him. All I wanted was for him to cater to my body the way he once did before. Not one crack or crevice was forgotten about while I had his attention, so that put me in a position where I was questioning what to do next.

“Stop fighting me Sorimah. This is something neither one of us can control.”

Before I knew it, I was being picked up and carried to bed. After being laid on my back, my sundress was hiked up above my cheeks exposing my thighs. I wanted to stop him, but I knew what lay ahead and my selfishness got in the way.

He removed the piece of thread that covered my folds and spread my legs widely. His dive in headfirst was unavoidable. The attack on my clit and the pressure from his tongue was the exact friction I’d been having flashbacks about.

“Oh my —”

“Say my name, not his,” he commanded.

That order was what pushed me closer to the edge that fast. We were sober and neither one was being guided by anything other than pleasure. He could please me in ways I couldn’t myself and because he was so skilled, I didn’t refuse the service.

His muscular arms wrapped themselves around my juicy thighs holding me in place. I couldn’t run if I wanted to. I was held captive and he wasn’t letting up on my pearl. The suction he had on it was beginning to send a chill throughout my body. I knew a release was on the way.

“Hendrix,” I lowly moaned.