Chapter 13
My eyes fluttered open at the sound of someone knocking on my door.
This wasn't part of my Monday plans. Truth be told, I didn't have any plans, so I wanted to lie in bed and scroll on TikTok all day.
Since I didn't have to work tonight, I planned to enjoy my day off.
I didn't have my parents down my back, nor did I have a man.
I felt depressed when I thought of not having a man.
Jamari hadn't reached out to me. It had been three days since I had last laid eyes on him.
Even though I said I wanted him to give me time.
I didn't need this much time. It had me wondering when he would reach out to me again.
The knock came at my door again before my cellphone rang.
I reached for my phone on my nightstand and eyed the name.
It was Jamari calling. It had me wondering if it was him beating on my door, too.
I scrambled out of bed and exited my bedroom.
I quickly made it to the front door and peered through the peephole.
It was Jamari, and he had a bag in his hand from Crème Coffee Café.
I unlocked the door and moved aside to let him in. He had caught me by surprise.
"Good morning, Chy," he greeted with a smile on his face.
"Good morning." I closed the door when he walked in.
"Since I had some free time on my hands, I wanted to come chill with you. I hope that's okay."
I could only stare at him as he moved to the kitchen. He set the food on the counter and turned to me. Neither of us said anything to each other. We only stared, but I needed to get to the bathroom to get myself together. The only thing I did was roll out of bed.
"Chyanne, is it okay for me to chill with you?" he asked again, stepping closer to me.
I nodded. "It's always okay for you to chill with me."
Jamari didn't know how happy he had made me when he showed up this morning. After I took care of my business in the bathroom, I'd let him know how much I missed him.
He shoved his hands into his basketball shorts. "Good. I didn't like how we ended things the last time we saw one another, so we need to talk and set some things straight."
My eyes widened as I studied him. "Set things straight? You're the one who always ghosts me." I tried not to get fired up, but he pushed me there.
He grasped my upper arms and pushed his body up against mine. That aroused me too quickly. I wiggled out of his arms and took a step back from him.
"We'll talk after I take a shower and get myself together. I'll be back shortly." I turned and walked away from him.
Five minutes later, I was in the shower, letting the water beat on my body.
Jamari came to me, and that would forever make me feel giddy inside.
It had to be a good sign if he said we needed to set things straight.
The problem wasn't with me, though. It was him.
Hopefully, he pointed all the fingers at himself before addressing anything to me.
I wanted a relationship with Jamari. If he couldn't meet me halfway, I didn't know how we'd make this work. He couldn't ghost me and think it was okay. He couldn't pick me up and drop me when he felt like it. I had feelings too. I hurt just like the next person.
So deep in my thoughts, the shower door opened, letting in the cold air.
I whipped my head around and saw Jamari standing there naked.
He had my mouth watering as he stood before me, looking too damn good.
His body was tight and fit, which had me wanting to lick his abs.
My eyes lowered to his erect, thick dick.
My mouth watered for a whole new reason.
It took nothing to drop to my knees and give him something to ease all the stress from his body.
If he carried any. In taking care of kids and his own problems, he had to be going through a lot.
My eyes traveled back up his body until they landed on his face.
Our eyes collided and held. Jamari smirked and licked his bottom lip. He made that move so sexy.
"May I join you?" he asked, getting into the shower with me. He hadn't waited for me to say anything.
"Come on in, then."
He chuckled, wasting no time, embracing me and dropping a kiss against my neck.
"You have a way of making me feel good about myself," I admitted, running my fingertips up and down his back.
He shivered and leaned into me. I felt the hardness of his dick against my stomach, and I couldn't wait to feel it buried deep inside me.
Jamari cupped my face in his large hands and gazed deeply into my eyes. "You shouldn't need me to make you feel good about yourself. You're special."
He then kissed me. I moaned in his mouth at the tenderness of the kiss.
From the way Jamari's hands roamed up and down my body, goosebumps formed.
I shuddered against him and swayed my body against his.
My body grew heated at the way his hands felt on me.
The feeling was almost too much to bear.
It had me wanting to melt, but I held it together.
"Jamari," I whispered, throwing my head back.
Everywhere he touched me, my skin burned, and my pussy grew wetter. My nipples grew hard pressed against his chest.
He placed butterfly kisses around my neck and trailed his tongue down my body.
He fondled my breasts before he sucked one into his mouth.
While his tongue went to work on one of my nipples, his hand played with the other one.
Pressure built in the pit of my stomach, causing me to squirm against him, but he didn't let up on torturing me.
I cried out his name repeatedly, unable to stop myself.
All too soon, Jamari pulled away from me and continued to kiss down my body.
When he got to my most heated flesh, he bit it gently.
I cried out and nearly fell over, but he held me up, placing one of my legs on his shoulder, and I leaned back against the wall.
Jamari ate my soul from my pussy. My body felt like Jell-O. I didn't know how I was still standing. He hadn't even put the dick inside of me yet, and I was ready to go to sleep.
I knew he wasn't done with me yet. If I were honest with myself, I didn't want him to be done with me yet. I needed to feel him buried inside me.
"Jamari, please. I need to feel you," I begged. At this point, I didn't care if I pleaded with him.
He kissed his way back up my body until he lifted me, causing me to wrap my legs around his waist. Once he placed his dick at the entrance of my pussy, he slid home. I gasped and wrapped my arms around his neck. He plugged in and out of me at a steady pace. Our sounds of pleasure filled the shower.
I moved with him, making sure I got everything. He pushed deeper and faster in and out of me. I cried out his name as he tightly gripped my butt.
"Fuck... You feel good, man. Damn." Jamari pulled out of me and thrust back in at a faster pace.
The strokes Jamari gave my pussy awakened something in me. I cried out his name again and clawed at his back. The feeling felt too damn good. The fire that sizzled in my body made the pleasure build ever more.
"Damn... do you feel how I'm working your body, baby? Are you close?"
Little did he know I was very close. I was ready to explode all over his dick. Was he ready to nut too? I wouldn't release without him.
I leaned up, wanting to feel his lips on mine. Jamari didn't disappoint as he took my lips in a kiss that had me releasing. I snatched my lips from his and screamed his name. Not too long after I came, he groaned out his release, burying his face in the crook of my neck.
"Damn..." was all Jamari said.
I licked my dry lips and panted. That amazed me. Jamari knew how to bring me pleasure. I was still drunk from the sex he had just given me. If I weren't tired, I'd ask for more.
"Why does it look like you're about to fall over?" Jamari asked with a chuckle.
I rolled my eyes. "Because I am. You wore me out."
A smirk spread across his lips as he ambled toward me with a towel in his hand. The only thing I wanted to do was sleep after the beating he gave my pussy. It was needed, and I was happy and satisfied. As he patted me dry while staring into my eyes, the only thing that did was get me wetter.
I yawned when he picked me up in his arms. "What about the food?" I asked with another yawn.
"We'll eat later. I want to lie with you for a while. Plus, you're tired."
I laid my head against his chest as he carried me to my bed. If only I knew where I stood with him. This had been so damn complicated from the beginning. Why did he have to be complicated and so difficult?
When we got into bed, Jamari pulled the covers over us and spooned me in his arms. The feeling felt too good.
"I want to apologize to you for ghosting you, as you call it," he expressed.
"It was never my intention to do so. I felt like I had other matters to attend to, but I'm not brushing aside your feelings or how you might feel.
I'm just letting you know how my mind works when it comes to my siblings.
I have a one-track mind with them. They come first above anything else. "
I didn't know why that hurt as much as it did, but I won't let that ruin how I feel right now.
"I didn't say you had to put anything above them. For one, I'm not trying to be above them. Even if your brother was sick, you could've reached out to me and let me know what was going on. You didn't." I sighed deeply.
This was too much to deal with. If I couldn't get through to Jamari, I didn't know how we'd make this work.
"I feel like things aren't going how I want them to. Every time I think I'm getting somewhere with you, you push me away. I don't know what else to do or how to feel on the matter. Right now, it feels like we're back at square one."
This tore me up inside. All I ever wanted was a man to love me as much as I loved him. Someone I could build and grow with, and a man who would encourage me and let me know he had my back. I just wanted someone to call my own, but that seemed like too much to ask for.
Jamari was quiet, and it broke my heart. Tears welled in my eyes, but I refused to let any fall. I had cried enough over him when he wasn't even mine to cry over. This had to be a mistake. Even when I approached him, I felt like he was mine. Even now, I felt a pull to him.
"Why won't you let me in?" I questioned.
He squeezed me tightly and dropped a kiss on the back of my shoulder.
"I'm afraid," he admitted.
I turned and faced him with a perplexed look on my face. "What?"
"I'm afraid to let you in. The few people I've let in have hurt me in some kind of way."
I understood him, but he didn't know me. He projected his feelings onto me when I didn't deserve it. What he should be doing is getting to know me before judging me.
"But I'm not them. You're not giving me a chance because of your past. You have to give me the benefit of the doubt.
You're hurting me before we even get started.
How is that fair to me? The only thing I want to do is get to know you.
I've felt a connection to you since I laid eyes on you, but you're not letting me explore it because you're scared.
I don't want to give up on you, but you're giving up on me without even trying. "
I had to get that off my chest. If I didn't, I'd probably be the one exploding. Jamari meant something to me. I wanted to be the one to put sunshine into his life. He'd had too many gloomy days, so it was time now for him to see some shine in his life.
Jamari leaned over and kissed my lips. "You're right. I should be more open to you since I feel drawn to you as well. I don't know what it is about you, but although you're annoying, I want you in my life. I'll do better."
I beamed, happy he was willing to try for me.
"Good. That's all I ask of you. Be as open with me as I am with you."
Jamari lowered his head and kissed me again. "We're going to give this a try?"
I nodded. "We are. If we feel something for each other, it's best to see where this goes. I pray it goes far." I laid my head on his chest and kissed it.
"Word. Are you going back home with me?" he asked.
I beamed. "If you want me to."
"Hell yeah. I want more of your breakfast."
I burst out laughing, wanting to bite him on his chest. Jamari wrapped his arm around me and caressed my side. This feeling felt good, and I felt content. I'd be holding on to hope that things would finally look up for us.
With him holding onto me, I closed my eyes to take a nap. It was needed since I was still tired. Being in Jamari's arms felt like heaven.