SAMANTHA POSEY: LOVE UNFOLDED: A BWWM Alpha Billionaire Romance (10 page)

“Nicki, I'm gone
for the day!”

“Samantha,
are you sure about this?”

“Yes, I’ll
be ok.”

“Call me if
you need me and be careful.”

“I will. I
promise.”

“Ok bye!”
says Nicki giving her friend a concerned smile.

They walk
outside towards his Suburban. He opens the door for her. “Call all the whores
right now and tell them you’re back with your girlfriend!” she says.

“Samantha
they don't care if we're back together they will wait in the wings. Come
here," says Jacob. 

"No
Jacob! Call!" she says with a straight face.

So he
does. 

“Hello
Simone this is Jacob.”

"Put
her on speaker," demands Samantha.

“Simone it’s
been fun but I'm back with my girlfriend. I won't be calling you anymore.”

“Well
darling whenever she's not fulfilling your needs I'll be here,” says Simone. “Bye.”

He calls the
next one. “Hello Maria. It's Jacob. It's been fun but I'm back with my
girlfriend. I won't be calling you anymore.

“Oh Poppy
there are so many things I want to do with you tonight to continue on from last
night. You're standing me up?" asks Maria. 

"Sorry,
but yes I’m cancelling.”

Looking
disappointed, Jacob hangs up the phone.

With hurt
all over Samantha’s face she attempts to jump out of the truck. He grabs her
arm.

“Jacob let
me the fuck go!” she yells with fiery tears in her eyes as she exits the truck.

She starts
walking down the street. Jacob runs after her oblivious to people taking
pictures. Jacob grabs Samantha's arm and pulls her around the corner of an
office building and pins her against the wall. She has her arms folded looking
off to the right.

“Samantha
you don't love me anymore?” he asks. “Look at me!” he demands.

“I fucking
hate you!” she yells beating him on his chest then falls to the ground.

Jacob drops
to his knees. “I love you Samantha,” he says as he grabs her face passionately
kissing her.

She looks
into his eyes with a scared gaze.

“What hurts
the most is I know you fucked all those women and I couldn't fuck one guy last
night! I have to go, I need time to think.”

"Can I
see you later?" he asks.

"Maybe,"
she says.

She walks
away to get her car. Samantha gets in her car and has a panic attack trying to
figure out how she let him do this to her; take her energy. Samantha goes home.
She sits soaking in the tub clearing her thoughts.

She reads
the text from Jacob. “I'm sorry I upset you. That was never my intention.”

Chapter
6

Later the
phone rings on face time.

"Hey,"
says Jacob.

“Hey,” says
Samantha.

“Is it ok if
I come over?”

“Absolutely
not! I can't trust myself with you,” says Samantha.

“Can I meet
you somewhere?” he asks.

“Yes,
Centennial Park at 7:00 pm.”

“I'll send a
car service to pick you up,” he says.

“Ok but
don’t expect too much. I won't be dressed to cute.”

"Will
you please dress for me to take you to dinner?” he asks.

“Fine, but
after dinner I'm going home alone!” she states.

They meet
near the fountain. They start walking but she can't walk through the grass
because of her three inch Stilettos.

“What
Jacob?”

“Samantha
what do you want me to apologize for? That we weren’t together or that I had
sex with a lot of women. I hate to say this but they don’t care about you! I
do! I came here to take you with me to L.A. then Montreal.  I want to
spend the rest of my life with you," he says holding her face in his
hands.

Samantha
grabs the front of Jacob's coat looks into his beautiful green eyes kissing
him.

“You're such
a smooth talker,” she says smiling.

He pulls her
by the hand to take her to dinner.

They go to
Chef Arie’s restaurant; a friend of Jacobs.

“Arie, I
would like you to meet my girlfriend Samantha Posey.”

"It's
very nice to meet you," says Arie.

“Let me seat
you at a private booth, Rafael will be your server. He will bring over your
first course which is the special for tonight. Enjoy!”

"Thank
you," says Jacob. 

Rafael
brings over one of Jacob’s favorite wines and pours them each a glass. Jacob
has eyes only for Samantha, giving her his undivided attention. They drink wine
and talk.

"You
look so good!” he says. “And that dress on your ass, damn!" he whispers in
her ear.

She looks at
him and smiles while her head rest against his arm. "I missed you and I
wanted to believe you when you said you wanted to be with me. I had to wait to
see if you were serious," she says. 

“No you were
right to do so. I have to say I was being a prick!” he says.

“Over time I
realized I needed you,” he says kissing her. “I love you." 

“I love you
too,” she says.

He kisses
her lips while running his hand up her dress between her legs.

Samantha
begins to fall under his hypnotic spell.

“So you came
close to having sex last night huh?”

"Almost,"
she moans.

Jacob pulls
his hand back, snapping back to reality.

"Oh how
does it feel?" she asks.

"Samantha
it's not funny.” 

“You’re
right, it’s not funny. We've been apart for a while and I should have been able
to have sex with someone else. I needed to stop thinking about you,” she says.

“Samantha I
want you in my bed tonight and every night!”

She smiles.

The waiter
brings their main course.

“Anything
else?” Rafael asks.

“No,”
replies Jacob.

Jacob kisses
her neck placing his hand in her panties again moving his finger in and out.

“Damn you’re
wet!” 

"I bet
you still taste sweet,” he whispers.

"Jacob,
please stop?” she demands. “Or I will leave.”

"Okay!"
he says as he put his hands up in the air. 

They start
to eat.

Samantha
tells him about her day. She tells him someone else will have to take over her
projects if she decides to leave with him.

“Jacob what
guarantee do I have that you’re not uprooting me to go play house?”

“Samantha, fucking
cut it out! “I said I want to marry you. Why are you giving me such a hard
time?” he asks.

"Because
I'm scared," she admits.

“Listen, I
have to work Tuesday. So I want to spend as much time as I can with you,” he
says.

He leans
over and whispers in her ear. “I plan to fuck you up out that dress tonight!”

“Jacob,
stop. You’re getting me worked up! I'll be back I have to go to the restroom.”
Jacob stands up as she leaves.

The women in
the restroom are being catty as usual. While she uses the bathroom the ladies
are talking about Jacob.

"That’s
the woman with Jacob Latters. She’s black so she must be an escort,"
declares one of the ladies.

Amazingly
Samantha holds her composure. She comes out of the stall, reapplies her
lipstick, looks at the dress as it hugs her in all the right places and fluffs
her hair. Samantha never says a word as she turns around to leave. When
Samantha returns to the table Jacob sees the anger in her face.

“Samantha
what's wrong?”

She works
hard to hold back the tears. She takes a gulp of wine before saying, “They
think I'm an escort because you could never have a black girlfriend.” One
single tear drops from her eye.

“Oh that's
it! Let's go! Which table?” he demands. “Samantha, which table?”

They stand
to put their coats on. He grabs Samantha's hand and pulls her in the direction
of the table. Jacob stops in front of their table.

“You were
rude to her because she's my girlfriend who happens to be black!  She's
not an escort!  But she is indeed my woman,” he says as he storms out
pulling Samantha's beside him.

He opens the
truck door for her then closes the door behind him as he climbs in, blood
boiling.

“To my
apartment please thank you,” she says. She pauses then looks at Jacob. “I need
to get some things.”

He reaches for
her hand and pulls her close and holds her in silence. They pull up in front of
her apartment. 

“I'll be
back.”

Samantha
enters her apartment.

She feels
it’s important to call Marvin: “Hi Marvin it's Samantha.”

“Did you get
the flowers?” asks Marvin.

“Yes, they
are beautiful!” she says. “I am calling so you can hear it from me first. My
ex-boyfriend is Jacob Latters. He wants us to work on our relationship. It was
my fault that we broke up. I didn't want to just leave you a message. I'm
sorry!”

"Well
that's too bad!" says Marvin. “Thanks for calling I guess.”

There's a
knock at the door.

“Goodbye,"
she says.

"Bye,"
says Marvin.

She places
her phone on the table before opening the door.  Samantha opens the door
for Jacob then turns to walk back to her bedroom. He closes the door. He grabs
her and pulls her back toward him kissing her ear as he removes his coat and
jacket throwing them on the chair. He holds her in his arms kissing her neck;
he could feel her heart beating fast.

“Baby it’s
ok,” he says while he slowly pushes her body against the wall. "Don't
move," he commands.

He holds her
arms above her head leaning against her body.  Kissing the small of her
neck he removes one of his hands to pull up her dress. 

He slowly
removes her panties, placing them on the table behind him then turning her
around to face him. They look into each other's eyes. He places his hands on
either side her head as he slowly kisses her lips. He moves down between her
legs getting on his knees.

He takes her
shoes off one at a time then puts one of her legs over his shoulder. Noticing
she is already wet for him he looks up at her with his devilish grin. He starts
to lick her in a slow, sensual, circular motion until she starts to convulse
all over with almost unbearable pleasure.  Barely able to catch her breath
her head falls back against the wall from the pleasure he brings her. His
tongue feels so good. Oh how she misses how he can make her feel. Just when she
thinks she can’t take anymore pleasure from what he’s doing to her, he stands
up, kisses her neck, and then unzips his pants pulling out his full erection.
He kisses her so she can taste herself on his tongue. Picking her up as he
enters her slowly, she wraps her legs around his waist, and her arms around his
neck. Her back arches and her head rolls back and forth from the pleasure and
the pain as she screams, “Oh God! Oh God!”

Jacob says,
“Damn I miss the way you feel.” He moves faster thrusting back and forth. “Were
you really going to let someone else make love to you?” he asks. She stares
then kisses him. "I want you to be the mother of my children Samantha,” he
says giving her a look of great longing. “Oh baby,” he whispers in her ear. His
breathing is rushed and uncontrollable.

“Damn it
Samantha! How do you do this to me? I don't want anyone else!” he yells. He
pushes deep inside her as he cums inside her. “Fuck!” he yells. He holds her in
his arms and kisses her.

He lowers
her down to the floor. Samantha then goes to the bathroom in her bedroom while
he goes to the guest bathroom to clean up.

Now while
standing in her doorway Jacob says, "I'll take you dancing tonight if you
want.”

"Yes!"
she squeals.

She grabs a
nice dress that hugs her body perfectly, from her closet.

“Jacob we
need to talk about birth control. If we aren’t careful I will be pregnant again
soon.”

He walks up
kissing her.

“I want to
get you pregnant. I'm serious I want you to have my children,” he says kissing
her neck. “I don’t want you to take the pill.”

“No Jacob. I
will not be a baby mama! I will go on the pill and once we’re married I would
like to have four children for you. But for now I'm going on birth control
pills.” 

"Ok,"
says Jacob.

They go to a
popular dance club in Midtown. They hold hands as they enter the club. There
are lots of pictures being taken of them.

"It's
really different going through the front door with you,” she says.

“Getting all
this attention is surreal.”

They go up
to VIP and sit in their booth.

"Are
you ok?" she asks.

“Yeah, I’m
good! I haven't had a girlfriend in a long time," he says.

He takes out
his phone to take a picture of them.

"Smile,"
he says as he snaps the picture.

He posts the
picture on social media: “Out with my beautiful girlfriend for a night on the
town!”

"Are
you ok?" asks Jacob.

“Yes! I'm
ready to dance!”

They dance
well together and surprisingly the fans let them have a good time.

After the
club they drive to the package store. She glances at the driver. He looks at
her with an all too familiar expression.  

"I’ll
be right back," says Jacob.

"What
is it?" she asks the driver. 

"Be
honest with me," he says.  "Is he seriously going to wife
you?" he asks. 

"Yes!"
she says.

“Ok, I just
hope you can take the pressure. These women will stop at nothing to try and take
him back from you,” says the driver.

“Here, take
my card in case you need a driver.”

Samantha
glances down at the business card.

"If you
do marry him there's no more driving yourself around," he says. 

“What’s
crazy is Mr. Latters was really nervous before he came to see you.”

Samantha
looks perplexed.

"Thanks
John!" she says with concern.  "My name is Samantha Posey by the
way." she says.

 "Nice
to meet you," says John.

Jacob gets
back in the truck.

“I got your
vodka,” he says.

"Are
you supposed to go in the store alone?" she asks. 

"Don't
worry, I have protection," says Jacob.

“My security
guys are in the truck behind us.”

They pull up
to the Ritz Carlton where Jacob is staying.

The bellhop
takes their bags.

"Goodbye
John," says Samantha. When they step into the hotel room Samantha takes in
all its beauty. This is her first time staying at the Ritz. Jacob helps her
take off her coat. Then he takes off his coat and jacket. She takes off her
shoes and they sit on the couch.  He rubs her feet. 

"Thanks
baby!" says Samantha. 

"Ok
let’s really talk," he says. 

"Ok."

She sits up
so he can unzip her dress. She takes it off throwing it on the chair. She sits
back down next to him. “I'm listening,” she says as she jumps up to make their
drinks. "Just tell me," says Samantha. 

“I think my
family will be ok with knowing you're my girlfriend but not as my wife.”

Deep down in
her heart she knows that it’s true.

"I was
raised that all people are equal, but when it was all said and done, that wasn't
true. One day after school I brought my black girlfriend to my house to study.
My parents smiled and were cordial. After she left, they told me it was phase
that I was going through. Deep down I’ve always been attracted to black girls.
When you and I met you were fun, outgoing, funny and of course beautiful. I
knew I wanted you to be my wife almost immediately. When we lost the baby I
felt I got a break. Although I know I want a family with you, my family won’t
understand. I realized I was only lying to myself because even with the lies
you told me I knew you were my soul mate,” confessed Jacob.

"I feel
like I've known you all my life," she says. "You caught me at a time
in my life when all I had was me. I was tired of being fake to get a man. I'm
afraid for you when you meet my family. I'd almost rather you not. They don’t
want me dating outside of my race either. I've only ever liked a couple of
white boys in high school. I always felt they can't handle a black girl’s
attitude. What I’ve learned is that you have to be a very strong man to love a
black woman," she says.