Chapter 10
“I swear I planned to pull out. I’m sorry for breaking my promise.”
“The lies you tell. You might have planned to pull out the first time, but your ass had no intention of pulling out any time after that.”
Eva and I had spent hours exploring each other’s bodies, and not only was I addicted to the taste of her pussy, I’d become addicted to the feel of it too. I couldn’t get enough of her and was prepared to claim her as mine.
“You might be right, but don’t blame me. Blame that good ass pussy.”
After we came more times than we could count, we showered and went to her bedroom because we were too lazy to change the bedding. It was well past midnight, and as we lay naked in bed, I had to practice some serious self-control not to have my way with her again.
“Do you even have any rubbers?”
“A brand-new box, but the thought of having something between us made my dick shrivel up.”
“What does the thought of me getting pregnant do to you, or was that your goal all along?”
“If I’m honest with you, you’ll think I’m moving too fast.”
“Try me.”
“It wasn’t my goal, but I wouldn’t be mad.”
“Solo—”
“Eva, I wasn’t planning to have this conversation until the end of our trip, but I also didn’t plan to fill you with my seeds multiple times tonight.”
“I’m listening.”
“You were mine as soon as I tasted your pussy. Now that I’ve felt your raw pussy wrapped around my dick, I’d go to jail for a double homicide if you let another nigga experience you the way I did tonight.”
Her back was against my chest, and she turned around to face me.
“You just said you’d kill me, and I should be scared, but I feel the same way. The thought of you doing to another woman what you did to me, making another woman feel as good as you made me feel, makes me think murderous thoughts. It sounds like we’re on the same page.”
“Baby, we have a connection that can’t be denied, and your pussy being so good that I want to live in it, and I’d kill a nigga behind it, is a bonus.”
We were supposed to be turning in for the night, but when Eva slipped underneath the sheet and took as much of my dick as she could fit into her mouth, I knew it would be a while before sleep would come.
For the next few days, we didn’t leave the property and barely left the bed.
Our routine was eat, fuck, sleep, repeat, and we had to force ourselves to get out and enjoy the island.
Our first adventure may not have seemed very adventurous to most, but I rented a small yacht with a captain and chef who were a married couple, and we planned to spend the day on the water.
“Damn, baby. That little ass bikini gon’ get you in trouble.”
She smiled and did a slow turn so I could get the full effect.
“I’m glad you like it, but you promised to keep your hands to yourself today.”
I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her against me.
“You knew that was a lie when I said it. Give me a kiss.”
I leaned down, and she stood on her toes. When our lips connected, we both moaned. I wanted to give her pussy a break, but watching her prance around the yacht in next to nothing made it difficult.
“Do you want to get in the water before lunch?” she asked when we separated.
“Let’s do it.”
A few minutes later, we dove into the water.
After swimming out a little ways, then back to the yacht a few times, we came together not far from the yacht.
Eva wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, and we made out like two teenagers who’d snuck away without their parents’ permission.
“You’re salty,” she said with a smile when we came up for air.
“We’re salty, but salt water does wonders for your skin.”
“That’s what I heard. This is nice. Thank you for going through all the trouble,” she said when we came up for air.
“It wasn’t much trouble, but you’re welcome.”
“Is this what life with you is like?”
“I’m not sure what you mean?”
“Island vacations, fancy yachts . . .”
“Expensive restaurants, shopping sprees, exclusive events, hanging with celebrities . . .”
“Yeah. I think you get my drift.”
“Life with me can be those things, but I’m pretty low-key most of the time.”
“Semaj is the same way. Most of the time, I forget he’s a millionaire several times over. That’s probably why y’all are cool.”
“That’s definitely one of the reasons. We didn’t let the fame and money go to our heads, and we always remember our humble beginnings. I’d rather be rich in love and family than money.”
She tilted her head to the side and looked at me as if she were trying to figure me out.
“What’s that look for?” I asked.
“You’re a good man, Solo.”
“That’s not the first time you’ve said that. I’m glad you think so.”
“It probably won’t be the last. The more I get to know you, the more I realize your ex fumbled a good one. Her loss is definitely my gain.”
“The feeling is mutual, baby. Your ex fumbled an outstanding woman with pussy that will make you smack the shit outta your grandmother.”
Her head fell back as she laughed. “Not granny catching a stray.”
“Granny would get these hands if she came between me and this pussy.”
I slipped my hand between us and brushed my hand over her center.
“Don’t start nothing out here in this salty water. You wanna go snorkeling?”
“I’m down for anything you wanna do, baby.”
After getting the snorkeling equipment, we spent close to an hour exploring. As corny as it sounded, it had been ages since I’d had this much fun. Eva was exactly who and what I needed after ending my marriage and several unsuccessful dates.
“That was so much fun!” she exclaimed as we headed toward the yacht.
“It was. I’m starving now.”
“Me too. I can’t wait to see what the chef made.”
We climbed back up the ladder onto the yacht and removed our snorkeling gear. The chef had asked us earlier where we wanted to eat, and Eva chose the deck instead of inside. After we rinsed off in the shower, we headed to the deck where the chef waited to serve our meal.
On the menu was a summer salad with diced chicken and a balsamic dressing, grilled shrimp skewers, and steak sliders. For dessert, we had mini strawberry cheesecakes.
While we enjoyed our meal, I admired Eva’s natural beauty, and she caught me staring several times.
“I may as well be talking to myself,” she said after catching me staring again.
“I can’t help it. You’re a natural beauty, and I love how comfortable you are with your hair blowing all over the place and no trace of makeup. I think I might like you better this way.”
Yesterday, we spent part of the day taking her braids out. Her hair was dyed blonde, but the roots had grown out a bit. I loved her natural look.
“Good, because this is how I look most of the time. Remember, I work from home, so I don’t get dolled up very often.”
“That’s fine with me. When you do, it’ll be that much more special.”
“How do you think it’ll be when we get back to Chicago?”
“It’ll be what we make it. As far as I’m concerned, you're my woman, I’m your man, and we will proceed accordingly. Don’t get back to Chicago and start acting brand new on a nigga.”
“I would never do that. It’s you men that switch up on us women.”
“Nah, those are boys. Men know what they want and don’t have a problem making it known. We go together, baby.”
“Real bad.” She agreed, smiling from ear to ear.
We continued to converse until we were interrupted by a FaceTime call from Eva’s mother. Her eyes widened, and she placed her index finger over her mouth, telling me to be quiet. I didn’t like that shit, and I had no plans to honor her request.
“Hey, Ma!”
“Hey, sweetheart. It looks like you’re out and about, enjoying the sunshine.”
“I am. What are you up to today?”
“Not too much in this blizzard we’re having.”
“Ugh. I’m not looking forward to coming home to the cold and snow.”
“Enjoy the beautiful weather while you can. Are you at the beach?”
“Umm, yeah.”
“I wasn’t comfortable with you going alone, but it looks like you needed the time away. You’re glowing.”
She smiled and looked at me. “You think so?”
“Yes. I haven’t seen you look this happy in years.”
“The sun is doing wonders for my skin and my mood. I feel a lot better than I did when I left. The time alone—”
“She hasn’t exactly been alone. I’d like to think my company has a little to do with her glow,” I said after moving behind her and squeezing myself into the frame. “How are you, Mrs. Fuller?”
While Eva remained seated with her hand over her mouth, I leaned into the camera. We were cheek to cheek, and I couldn’t ignore how good we looked together. Her mother must have agreed because she smiled. I’d only had the pleasure of meeting her a few times, so I wasn’t sure if she remembered me.
“Sweetheart, did you mean to say somebody’s son because that’s what it looks like to me?”
“Ma, please.”
“Please, what? The sun does a body good, but somebody’s son clearly does it better. Hello, young man. You look familiar. Have we met?”
“Only a few times. I’m Solomon, a former teammate and good friend of Semaj’s.”
“Solomon. I think I remember meeting you. What are you doing in Barbados with my baby girl?”
“You should probably ask your other daughter and son-in-law how this happened,” Eva responded before I could.
“We have a reason to believe we were set up. Neither of us knew the other would be here, but it’s working out well,” I added.
“It must be because Eva hasn’t stopped smiling since she answered the phone.”
“We’re enjoying the island, Ma.”
“I have a feeling you’re enjoying more than the island, but we can talk about that when you come home. Solomon, if you’re the reason Eva’s smiling this way, I hope to see more of you in the future.”
“I guarantee you will.”
“Okay. Bye, Ma. I love you.”
“I love you, too, sweetheart.”
She ended the call, and I went back to my seat. I could feel her gaze on me, so I gave her my attention.
“Is there a problem, beautiful?”
“I told you to be quiet. Why’d you do that?”
“Were you trying to keep me a secret?”
“A secret? Of course not, but—”
“Then I don’t see the problem. I told you five minutes ago that you were my woman, and I was your man. Hiding me from your mother is not the best way to start a new relationship, baby.”
She smacked her lips. “I wasn’t hiding you. I was just planning to wait until we got home to introduce you properly as my man.”
“Sure, you were,” I teased, pretending to be hurt.
“Seriously, I was.” She got up, came to my side of the table, and straddled me. “You don’t believe me?”
Before I could respond, she began planting kisses all over my face before her lips landed on mine.
“I’m not sure what to believe, but maybe I can be convinced.”
“Oh, really? How can I convince you?”
I reached between us and pushed the front of my shorts down, exposing my dick, then moved the crotch of her bikini bottoms to the side.
“Sit on it.”
She lifted ever so slightly, slid down on my dick, and rode herself into multiple orgasms while the sun set behind us.