Page 75 of It’s The Dawg In Him For Me

“You are so beautiful,” he said softly.

I just smiled, even though I knew he couldn’t see my face. For the first time in a long time, I actually felt it. Shyheim was right. I needed to open my eyes. If I didn’t, I would have noticed that since I've been spending time with him. I have been cared for. I have smiled a little more than I have been.

“Thank you,” I said as I looked up at him.

“For what?”

“For being patient with me. For giving me time to figure out what I want to do.”

“You still don’t know what you want to do?”

I shook my head. “I don’t. I know that is crazy to say, but I don’t.”

He nodded. “That’s okay, I’ll still be here.”

I smiled at him, and he leaned down and kissed me. Not a lil’ kiss either, a long kiss pressing me into him so much I could feel his dick print against me. I locked my arms around his neck, almost forgetting where we were as we kissed more. We only stopped because the waitress cleared her throat, letting us know our drinks were at the table.

Shyheim and I stared at each other for a second.

“Umm…are…do…” he paused.

“Do I want to get out of here?” I asked. “Yes, I do.”

Shy smiled, and we damn near ran out of there.

In his car, he was touching all over me. I was kissing all over him. God must have known I needed him because traffic was light and we were hitting all green lights.

When we got back to his house, we crashed into the front door as he unlocked it while ripping each other's clothes off.

He walked me backward to the steps. He stopped and smiled at me as he went to close the front door.

“You know what?” Shy said softly.

“What?” I responded.

“I have been wanting to take care of you for so long now.”

“Oh really?”

He nodded as he walked back to me.

“More than you would ever know.”

Shyheim picked me up. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me up the steps. We made it to his bedroom, and he tossed me on the bed.

“I want to take my time with you.”

I smiled and pulled him on top of me.

“Then do it.”

Shyheim smiled and slid inside me, taking my breath away, and I remembered that I didn’t remember the last time I had sex.

I wrapped my arms around his neck as he stroked me slowly with kisses. I moaned softly in his ear.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him into me further.

“Damn, you feel so good, Mariah,” he said in between kisses.