Come Share My Love (53 page)

     “You like that?”

     “Can I get more?”

     “Is it one of your requests?”

     “Yes.  Now let me have it.” 

     She let him have it, and it turned into more and more and before he knew it he was craving some ice.  Her kisses sapped all the breath from his body.

    
“How about watching some television?”  Zackary asked as they finished off the cherries.

     “If you like,” Shyla responded with a sultry voice and the graceful stretching of her body.

     “Instead of that sounding like you wanted to watch television it sounded more like a challenge of some sort.  Or better yet an invite.  Didn’t you get enough?”

     “Obviously not if what you thought you heard was a challenge or an invite.  So what are you going to do about it?”

     Zackary threw the remote across the king size bed.  “Since I think I heard an invite I’m going to except and take you some places where you’ve never been before.”

     “Is that right?” she threw the sheet from her body.

     “Yes.  I think,” he said parting her legs and pulling her in line with his erection, “you’re going to love this.”  He slipped right inside her feeling instant gratification.  “Oh baby, you’re going to kill me before this night is over,” he said while tongue kissing her neck.

   They made love the rest of the night until they were exhausted with sleep.  As promised they had tried every position Shyla had ever heard of and at least twenty more that she hadn’t.  She had never been exposed to this much love making.  It did her in but she loved every minute of it.

   Zackary had fell asleep feeling on top of the world.  He had made love all night to the woman that he had secretly loved for several years, and now they slept in each other’s arm.  He didn’t know why it took so long but his vow was to never let her get away.  Zackary would have continued sleeping if a nagging dream hadn’t forced him awake to take a look at their action from the nights events.  No contraception.

     Zackary bolted from the bed and began pacing the floor.  He said a few expletives aloud jarring Shyla awake.

    “Zack!  What’s wrong?  What happened?”

He continued to pacing.  “Go back to sleep, baby,” he whispered.  “We can talk about it in the morning.”  The look on his face said that something was seriously wrong and it caused her concern.

     “Zackary, what is it?  You’re scaring me pacing like that.  Come sit and let’s talk.”

     “Will you please just go back to sleep,” he snapped.  “There’s nothing that can be done about it tonight.  Damn.”  He snatched his robe from the foot of the bed and pulled it on.

   Shyla jumped up from the bed and grabbed her clothes.  Why had he snapped at her?  Whatever the problem was could easily be figured out had he confided in her what it was.

   She started pass him to the bathroom before he realized what was happening.  Pausing, he realized how he must have sounded coming at her the way he did.

     “Stop,” he grabbed her by her waist and turned her back to the bed.  “Hold up,” he took the clothes from her hands.  “I didn’t mean that the way it sounded.  I messed up,” he flopped down on the bed, ran his fingers through his hair.  He looked at her and shook his head.  “We messed up.”

     “What?” she tried covering up her nude body but it wouldn’t have made things
any different.

He was stunned by her reaction.  “Don’t,” he shook his head.  “There is no need to cover up.  I have seen, touched and tasted every inch of you.  None of that is going to change and I don’t mean messed up that way.  Come sit down.”

She walked the few steps to the bed.

     “Baby I have something I need to ask you.”

     “What is it?”  He still looked like he had something major on his mind.  Was he now regretting what they’d done?  She really hoped not because it would kill her if he had.

    
“Shyla by any chance, are you currently taking the pill?”  She shook her head.  “Sponge IUD or any kind of birth control?”

     “No
.  I haven’t been actively having sex for several years now, and I didn’t have any reason to believe that we would fall into bed this weekend, in fact I wanted to avoid that at all cost, so I didn’t see the need to do so.”

     He wouldn’t even touch that remark with a response.  “Well, baby.  We have been tempting fate all night long.”  Her body stiffened.

     “You mean-” she covered her mouth with her hands and looked as though she would cry.

     “Yes. We have been making love all night without protection. No pills, no condoms, no damn protection, at all.”  He sounded angry but wasn’t sure what he felt.  It was a surprise.

     “Oh Zackary.  What have-What if-oh my god, what have we done?”

Zackary pulled her hand to his lips and kissed it gently.  “Don’t worry about it.  Everything will be alright.  We
will deal with this tomorrow and if anything or anyone results from what we’ve done we’ll deal with that, too.”

     “What do you mean?” she asked shocked.

     “I mean that there is nothing that we can change about what’s happened here tonight, so there’s no need to beat ourselves over the head with a wooden stick.”  He was saying one thing but feeling another.

 
 
‘I am really tripping.  The first time I can understand, it was in the heat of the moment, but after slowing down, what were we thinking.  We should have realized that we could be changing our lives.’

     “So, if a baby resulted from our actions tonight, would you be terribly upset about it?’ Shyla asked him, holding his hands just a little too tight.  “Do you regret what we’ve shared here tonight?” she looked at the unmade bed.

     “Baby are you serious?” she nodded her head yes.  He reached for her and pulled her onto his lap.  “Nothing about tonight I regret.  Do you understand that?  Not any of it.  No I didn’t plan this and yes after we slowed things up I should have realized what we were doing.”

     “I should have too.” 

     He shook his head.  “It wasn’t your responsibility,” he tapped his chest.  “It was mine.”

   She didn’t know how she felt about that.  He was saying all the right things.  Most men felt it was the woman’s responsibility to provide the protection and if she got pregnant the child was her responsibility.

     “And no, I would not be upset if this resulted in a pregnancy.  We’d just have to make a few changes in our lives sooner than later.” 

     Shyla didn’t ask what those changes were.  She massaged his neck with her hand not realizing that that was causing some stirring on in other places in his body, he shook it off.

     “When I said I loved you I meant it.  It wasn’t because I was covered inside of you.”  The tears were there but they didn’t fall.  “I’ve loved you for a long time Shyla Wilkes and I would definitely love you even more if we’ve made a baby.”

     One tear dropped and then another.

     “I love you, too, Zackary.”

     He smiled and nodded, “I know.  You’ve been fighting it a long time.”  She hid her face in his neck.  “But there’s no more fighting it, right?”

     She raised her head and said, “No.  No more fighting it.”

     A few minutes of silence passed.  All they did was held on to one another.

     “So what do we do now?” Shyla asked.

     “Now we try to get some sleep.  I think I heard Felt and Ess come in a few minutes ago.”

Shyla agreed.  She had heard someone moving around a little while ago as well.

     “Get in bed.  We can finish this later.”

     “I’ll make a doctor’s appointment when I get home.”

     “Okay.  And I’ll stock up and some condoms tomorrow,” he half smiled.

     “You don’t look too happy about that idea.”

Zackary pulled Shyla in his arms.  “That’s because getting condoms tomorrow isn’t helping my current situation.”

     “And that would be?”

Zackary pulled her even closer to his body; she immediately felt something poking her in the area leading to her hot box.

     “Oh.”

     “Yes oh.  I want you so bad right now.”

     “I want you, too.”  They fell into a heated kiss.  That kiss ignited the sheets, and set their bodies afire.  They explored each other’s body while united in their kiss.  Places were touched, feelings were aroused, and things had happened that hadn’t earlier.  Once again they found themselves in a compromising position.  This time with Shyla straddled his body and his member inches from her opening.

     “Baby we can’t do this,” Zackary said pulling out of the kiss.  His head was spinning but at least now he had sense enough to know when to quit.

     “I know, I know.  Damn.  And it was feeling so, so good.”  Her head dropped to his chest, her hand balled in fist hitting the pillows surrounding his head.

He tried not to laugh because he understood what she felt.  But it was hard, seeing her out of control.  “You know Felton might-”

    
“Felton?  We’ve just shared a beautiful, intimate moment and you bring up Felton.  I know the two of you are best buds but this is really not the time or place baby.  Maybe you need to seek a little help if you are thinking-”

  
Zackary put his hand over her mouth.  “Don’t finish that phrase.  Please.  I was saying that maybe he had some condoms.”

Shyla gasped.

     “Stupid idea?” he asked.

     “Yes it was
.  And even if he did have some, which I doubt, they’ve been married too long.”

     “I can tell you one thing baby
some married couples prefer to use condoms whether it’s to prevent pregnancy or other reasons.  I’m living proof of that.”

     “Really?  Was it her idea or yours?”

     “It was hers at first.  She didn’t want to get pregnant and she didn’t want to ruin her health with any of the different contraceptives that were out there.  The pill could give her heart problems and a stroke, the hormones from the shot would leave her bald, her skin was too sensitive for the sponge and the foams and this and that.  Hell after a while I agreed with her.”

     “But she didn’t have a problem with the latex?”

     “She never complained about it.  Always said it felt like the real thing.  That’s enough talk about my ex-wife and her hang-ups about contraceptives.  We need to find a solution for tonight.  I’m still hot and while you’re sitting in the position you’re sitting I’m getting even hotter.”

     Shyla was straddled his lap, her legs parted, right on his member and it was like it was pulling him in.

     “Okay, what do you suggest?”

     “If not Felton then maybe Braxton or Bren-”

     “Don’t even think about it,” Shyla said in a feisty Italian accent.

     “Okay, okay.  So you don’t think Essence will carry any in her purse just for occasions like this?”

     “You know what Zackary Trellis you are doing too much.  I have never asked my cousin for a condom and I’m not going to start.  Now calm down.  We will find a way.”

     Zackary picked up his cell phone from the night stand.  “Maybe my dad…” his words trailed off.  He had a crazy look in his eyes and when he turned to Shyla she had an even crazier one.  She knew he had lost his mind.

     “What?”  Shyla shook her head and rolled her eyes moving from his lap.  He grabbed her and began laughing.

     “I’m just kidding.  I would never ask my father for a condom.  Not in this day and age, anyway.  I wouldn’t be surprised if he had them because he always made sure we were safe but I wouldn’t ask him for any.  Now Uncle Alonzo is a different story.  I bet he came here with a glove compartment full.”

     “You just won’t quit, will you?”

     “What? 
Unc has some I’m telling you.  We can get enough until morning.”

     “We’ll never have enough.  But you keep on till you figure something out.  I’m going to pleasure myself.”

     “Whoa-”

     Before he could finish the word she went down on him, quicker than he saw it coming.  Shyla caught the tip of him in her mouth and twirled it around her tongue.  He was much bigger than she had originally thought.  His shaft was long and thick and had a slight curve in it but
for the unnoticeable eye it was straight.  He had been circumcised so the head was bigger and smoother to the touch.  It gave him more sensation as she glided her mouth over the many nerves and down the base.  Shyla sat in Indian style, one of her favorite positions.  She moved her hands to either side of his body and planted them just on the side of the bed.  She was very flexible.  When she performed these maneuvers she didn’t use her hands just her mouth.  And that had him jumping to her every move.  When she bobbed her head up and down, readying him for the next wave of pleasure he almost came off the bed.  He held her head in his hand lightly.  He didn’t want her to go too far down and choke herself or gag.  He wanted to stop her but it was feeling just too damn good.  Oral sex had never made him feel this mesmerized.  He bent his legs so that she wouldn’t have to bend so far down to get to him and it made for deeper mouth action on her part.  When he thought it couldn’t get any better, it did.  She moved her hands over his thighs and down his scrotum cupping his sack in her hand, twirling it around like massage balls.  She then pulled his shaft out of her mouth and replacing them with his balls.  Another moved that had him feeling vulnerable.  She continued massaging his length while juggling the rest of him in her mouth.