When You Needed Me by Tina Martin

Author:Tina Martin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: black love, inspirational, millionaire, african american romance, secret identity, small town romance
Publisher: Tina Martin

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After darting through traffic, I’m finally home. Cain has spoiled me, so I’m a tad disappointed when I pull in the driveway and he doesn’t come walking out to the car. I sit here for a minute – called myself giving him time to come forth and greet me (LOL) – but when the waiting becomes too much, I decide to grab my bag and head to the door.

I hear the lock click before I attempt to unlock the door. Anticipation builds. I’m coming home to my man.

My man.

The man.

My husband.

I have to get used to that.

He pulls the door all the way open and my lips fall to the floor.

He’s standing there like he doesn’t know what clothes are. He doesn’t have a single garment on. Got the dreads hanging around his shoulders looking like the king of the jungle. His body glistens like he’s been playing around in my sweet almond oil. Legs and thighs powerful. Abs on one-hundred. I’m staring hard like this is the first time I’ve seen him naked.

Wow!

This man is constructed to perfection.

I’m about to spontaneously combust at the sight of him. He got my legs weak. My body temperature has elevated way beyond 98.6 degrees. I’m hot in more ways than one.

I push the door closed and lock it, never taking my eyes off of him. Words escape me. I drop my bag and clothes go flying. I’m naked by the time I realized what I’m doing. I don’t know where my clothes land. I don’t care where they land. Cain said he was going to attack me at the front door.

He wasn’t playing.

He looks like a lion, ready to pounce.

“I’ve been waiting for you, girl,” he growls while walking me backward until my back makes contact with the wall.

“Been waiting for you, too,” I say as he lifts me, but who am I fooling. I thought he was joking when he said he was gon’ attack me by the front door. He wasn’t joking at all. He was dead serious. I’m not scared, though. I’m just sayin’. I’ve been waiting for this man all day, and whatever he dishes out, I’m taking it.

I wrap my arms around his neck and lose my lips inside of his mouth, giving him a long, hot, passionate kiss. This is bliss. The way he connects himself to me has me whimpering and weak. I’m glad he’s holding me because I could’ve lost the ability to stand.

I whimper as my back moves up and down. We’re still near the front door, succumbing to wedded passion.

My body pulsates, matching his cadence.

He groans.

He’s hot, sweaty and relentless.

Strong and relentless – thorough in his delivery.

We’re panting. Sweaty and panting.

I see a kaleidoscope of colors when ecstasy arrives. I’m floating. He’s right there with me. I open my eyes and see him – dreads swinging, his bottom lip folded beneath his teeth while he works to love me with exactitude. Oh, I could never get enough of this. He’s so fine.

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