Page 24 of Intentional Foul (The Complexity of Love #2)

“Hell, you’re doing a good job,” she said. “Slow it down a little,” she stammered until her voice faded.

Once I suctioned it inside my mouth, her back arched. Jhae’s essence was sweet as it landed on my tongue and down my throat. Jhae guided me to her desired pleasure, and I followed her lead.

“Malcolmmmm,” she moaned, and it inflated my chest.

I was giving the woman I loved pleasure, and I hadn’t fucked up yet. Jhae pushed my head into her pussy more and I sucked harder as she twitched.

“Baby, I’m about to cummmm,” she said, and a river of her essence invaded my mouth.

I swallowed the gift she gave me. I kissed my way up her stomach and the hair from my beard tickled her skin. Flicking my tongue over her nipples, she moaned again.

“I want you inside me, Malcolm,” she whispered, and I shuddered at the thought of finally being inside her.

Jhae sat on her elbows as I discarded my jeans, and her eyes widened.

“Shit, it is as big as it felt,” she said, and I smirked as I climbed between her legs.

She pulled me down for another kiss, not caring I had tasted her. “Shit, we taste good together,” she moaned

As our mouths tangled more, I aligned myself with her opening. I inched myself inside her and slammed my eyes shut.

“Did I hurt you,” I asked and paused.

“No, it’s just been a while for me. I trust you, Malcolm. I want you to experience pleasure,” she said.

Jhae encouraged me to continue, and I inched inside more. Breaching her pussy for the first time was indescribable. The more I pushed myself inside, she welcomed me by hugging my dick with her walls.

“Fuck,” I said through gritted teeth. “Baby, tell me when to stop. I don’t want to hurt you,” I said.

“Don’t be considerate with that dick. I want it all,” she said, and my eyes flew open.

Being obedient, I continued until I was completely inside her; the warmth alone almost pushed me to cum.

We found a nice rhythm as she guided us, then my confidence grew and I took over. I pinned her hands over her head and continued to stroke. With each movement, her breasts jiggled and it was the sexiest shit I had ever seen.

“Fuck me, Malcolm, pleasssssse,” she begged, and I continued to stroke.

“Your pussy is better than I dreamed it would be,” I said between gritted teeth and Jhae smiled at the comment.

“Don’t be stingy, let me ride it,” she said, and I smiled.

We transitioned to her straddling me, and I froze from the pleasure. She planted her hands on my chest as she rocked with her pussy squeezing my dick. I tried gripping her, but the pleasure had me paralyzed. Once Jhae bounced, my eyes watered.

“I’m about to cum,” she said, tossing her head back.

Internally, I agreed with her, but I couldn’t find the words. She rocked one last time, and a new sensation ripped through me. Jhae’s chest heaved after she released, solidifying our union.

“Baby, you were amazing but next time, don’t be nice to your pussy. If you want it, you take it. And talk me through it,” she said, and I agreed with a head nod.

Jhae sat in my lap wrapped in a robe as we shared breakfast. I kissed her neck several times in different spots, still on a high from last night.

To be inside the woman I cherished after only dreaming and jacking off to images of her was surreal.

It went better than expected for my first time.

I followed what I saw, and she was patient with me.

Hopefully, we could get to the more aggressive things sooner than later.

“You scared me last week,” I said, as I kissed the top of her head.

Jhae turned to straddle me, and I almost chuckled at her dangling feet. We took inventory of each other until she hung her head. I used my finger to tilt it upward.

“I know. I needed space from you, Malcolm. I couldn’t think with you expressing your love and my internal battle.

I want you but the guilt is kicking my ass.

When I saw Anissa in Vine, it scared me.

Instead of talking to you I bolted, it’s what I’ve always done when I’m boxed in a corner,” she said and I rocked my head.

“What made you change your mind and commit to the marriage?” I asked next, needing an inside view of her thoughts.

“I’ve had some interesting conversations these last few days.

My former divorce lawyer brought reality to my attention.

I can’t avoid Anissa’s wrath, regardless of the street I drive on.

The most important conversation I had was with myself.

Malcolm, I want to be loved with passion, intent, and on purpose.

If choosing my own happiness means I lose Anissa, then so be it. Picking you meant I picked myself.”

It stung listening to her give up on her and Mom’s relationship but I didn’t press the issue. Lifting her hand, I brought it to my lips and kissed it.

“I believe my sole purpose is to love you. I know this union was meant to be, and it’s something I can’t explain. I have to show you that you can trust me to lead and cover your heart. You are my reason.”

Jhae moved forward, awarding me with a passionate kiss. Our tongues tangled as heat lingered between us. I caressed her thighs underneath her robe until she pulled away.

“You leave me speechless but know you get all of me, including my love and loyalty,” she said

“Thank you. What’s going on with the album?” I asked, and she jerked her head backward.

“Music Note,” I said again.

She sighed. “I have maybe four songs, but I’m not in the zone. I have spurts of writing motivation and then it’s gone. Moe sent me at least six dope-ass beats, but I’m off. The words are not flowing. If I have to force the lyrics, my fans won’t connect,” she said.

“What is the theme of the album? Your first one was heartbreak and holding on, the second was about you living life,” I said.

Jhae’s mouth parted.

“You noticed the theme of the album,” she said.

I caressed her bare thighs again and stared into her eyes. “Yes, I notice everything you do.”

She gripped my face with her small hands and pecked my lips.

“You are my reason, Jhae.”

“Your reason?” she questioned.

“My reason to breathe, love, care, and show up. It’s you. And if you stop running, I can show you.”

Jhae leaned into my neck, and she laughed. She lifted and stared into my eyes.

“No more running and you already showed me, Malcolm, every time you chased me,” she said. “Matter of fact, I think you are due a finder’s fee.”

Jhae stroked my semi-hard dick as she kissed me. The wetness of her mouth got me to a full hard on. She pulled my dick out, aligning it with her opening and slid down on it. My heart sprinted as her pussy walls collapsed around me.

“Music Note,” I moaned

She slowed her pace as she twirled on my dick. “Fuck,” I said through gritted teeth.

The friction of her tight pussy walls against my dick was indescribable. I tried gripping her waist to savor the pleasure.

“No touching, Mr. Jefferies,” she said and kissed my neck. “I want you to come inside me,” she whispered, wrapping her mouth around my earlobe.

Jhae increased the pace and switched to slow bouncing.

My eyes were open, but I couldn’t see a damn thing.

The sensation ripped through my core. I gripped her waist and helped her move at my desired pace.

She leaned backward to allow me more access.

On the last bounce, my body tightened as I erupted inside her.

“Alright sex 101. I need you to be a little more aggressive. I want my man to choke, own, and spank me. I know you are fresh out the gate, but you showed me your dominant side. We both know you have it,” she said as I panted.

I got you , I thought to myself.

“Tyrus, I’m working on it,” Jhae said as she stood in the mirror applying foundation.

I pulled one ear bud out of her ear. “I’m going downstairs to check on Marquise. Room number 306,” I said. She nodded as I placed the bud back in her ear.

I secured my phone and texted my brother.

Me

Marquise, I’m coming down.

Marquise

She left last night.

I made it to what technically was supposed to be our suite. Opening the door, I found my brother standing next to a bucket of unopened champagne and flutes.

“What’s this all about?” I asked, pointing to the celebration.

Marquise popped the bottle and poured me a glass. He handed it to me.

“Toast to my brother for giving up his virginity,” Marquise said, and I put the drink down.

“How do you know I’m still not a virgin,” I asked.

“You got that glow about you,” he said and tapped my stomach.

I sat halfway on the desk and extended my hand. “I fucking knew it. Jhae had your eyes watering. Look at you, pussy whipped,” he said.

Marquise had my number. I woke up this morning ready to empty my checking account. Being inside my wife, sharing our bodies, and leaving a part of me inside her rocked my core.

“What’s the play?” he asked.

I scratched my close, faded beard. “She said she was ready to be my wife. No more running,” I said.

Marquise smacked my hand three times.

“Jhae’s on board?” he questioned with a smile stretching across his face.

“Yea, she said she knows she gon’ lose Mom, but she picked her own personal happiness, which is me.”

“You think Mom gon’ stop talking to her?” Marquise asked.

I wanted to say no, but I wasn’t sure anymore. The woman I knew was kind and sensible, but Jhae had a point. Anissa was my mother. I hoped she loved me enough not to break my wife’s heart.

Jhae

“Right now, I have four songs somewhat written,” I said.

This morning, my body was refreshed after sharing it with Malcolm. He followed my lead as I guided him to my pleasure. With a few more sessions, he would be an expert on my body. Deep down, I knew revealing my location was the best decision I could’ve made.