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  This motherfucker had the nerve to curve! Not just lean to the left, but curve damn near 180 degrees. It looked broke. I kid you not!

  “Are you done being shocked?” Theo asked sourly. His hard on was lightening up.

  Knowing I had caused him some distress, I stepped forward and touched the base of it with one hand, yet even that didn’t complete the circumference. Thick, long and curved...poor baby.

  I was a little unsettled because as much as I wanted him, I didn’t know if I could take him.

  “I ruined the moment, didn’t I?” I asked solemnly.

  “Yes.”

  Chuckling because I knew he would say that, I licked my lips and then asked, “You’re going to let me make it up to you?”

  His shaft tightened. “Later,” he promised before consuming my mouth again.

  I allowed his passion to make me forget the “viper” and become swallowed up in his big arms again.

  You can take it, I convinced myself. You can’t say no now! You’ve aroused him too much. Plus you really want some dick right now.

  When I knew his neck had to be hurting from hunching over, I was about to suggest we find a bed. But before I could utter a word, this cornbread fed giant, cupped my ass and lifted me – he lifted me! – off the floor, moved my legs to straddle him as he guided his manhood to the wet spot between my legs.

  Now I know my ass weighs a good 140, 160 pounds when Aunt Dottie comes to visit due to water weight gain. But Theo wasn’t straining or huffing and puffing at all as he lifted me. It was so natural. As if he had been preparing his whole life to hold me like this.

  My back pressed hard against the wall. My arms moved and locked behind his neck, but I didn’t have to hold myself up because he was doing all the work.

  With my eyes closed, I relaxed my body as I felt him enter. I bit my lip nervously, worried about the curve. I heard him strain because of my tightness. That sound seemed to vibrate into my own body, instantly saturating me even more.

  Theo cursed viciously and used my weight to press all the way into me. I could listen to his sexual grunts and groans all day. It was still a tense squeeze to move inside of me despite the workout Rahem had given me the night before. But Theo didn’t know that. He just looked genuinely pleased and even amazed that I was taking so much of him.

  Did it hurt? Not at all. Every inch of Theo inside of me was pleasurable...no, beyond pleasurable.

  Theo shuddered and cursed. I wanted to laugh because all my fears had been allayed. That curve of his was titillating me even more. Hell, if I knew it was going to be this much fun, I’d have found a man like this a long time ago.

  One couldn’t just describe in a single sitting what I was feeling as Theo began to work himself in and out of me. He worked my body, moved my ass and had me completely open to his powerful thrusts.

  He had risen to his full height, still using the wall to give him the leverage he needed.

  Damn, if this man knew how to work it. Theo was a multi-tasker and scientist all at the same time. As concentrated as he was on getting pleasured, he could still remember to keep in mind my weight, the science of his thrusts to bring the best satisfaction out of me, and the obvious fact that we were standing up.

  Not once did it feel awkward. Not once did I feel like he was going to drop me.

  That’s why I was mindless. I didn’t care about consequences. Just the moment. The most arousing moment I had ever experienced.

  Theo’s shaft seemed to thicken and I cried. Tears streamed down my face as we came to an apex together.

  His hold on my ass never faltered and I collapse on his broad bare chest, hearing his racing heartbeat in my ear doing the same thing as mine.

  There was that familiar silence between us, but yet again it wasn’t uncomfortable.

  I liked it. I liked the peace we had between each other.

  “I’m sorry,” he murmured in my ear.

  I didn’t speak because I was sorry, too. Not sorry it happened, but sorry I had lost my motherfucking mind and not used protection.

  “I don’t usually have casual sex with women without protection,” he continued.

  Dammit! He was doing that mind reading shit again.

  “I don’t either,” I said breathlessly, still laying on his chest and oozing real emotional pleasure at the fact that he was still holding me and still hard inside of me like he hadn’t just gotten his rocks off. His arms didn’t shake or seemed like they were tired at all.

  “You’ve had casual sex with women?” he questioned.

  I looked up at him incredulously. There was a glint of amusement in his eyes. I couldn’t help, but smile.

  Theo was being comical. Somehow I knew this was a rare moment for him because he didn’t look like the kind of guy that found anything fucking funny.

  “You know what I meant.” I squirmed a little and lightly pushed on his shoulder. “Put me down.”

  He leaned in and kissed me voraciously again. I let him. I enjoyed it.

  We both gasped as he dislodged his still hardened member from my soaking wet feminine cavern. The sensation was electric for the both of us.

  Slowly, Theo eased me down, never breaking eye contact with me. When he knew my legs were steady enough, he released me completely and stepped back.

  He started to pull up his pants.

  “Wait,” I said quietly. “You’re still hard.” I knew he had orgasm by the evidence running down between my thighs.

  “Because I still want you,” he said obviously as he secured his pants. He stepped back again to reach behind him and open a door on the other side of the hallway. Something I hadn’t noticed before because of his large body.

  I knew I was blushing from his statement.

  Suddenly he stiffened a bit, as if I had done something wrong. His tone of voice became neutral as if I had called him a bad name. For the life of me I couldn’t figure out what I had done wrong – if I had done something wrong.

  “You can wash up in the bathroom. There’s a robe on the back door,” he said.

  I stepped past him and went into the bathroom, wondering what I had done for him to act so distant.

  He kneeled to retrieve my clothes and even picked up my overnight bag at the front door and brought it over to me. “There are fresh washcloths in the cabinet under the sink,” Theo instructed. “Let me know if you’ll be needing anything else.”

  His aloofness now made me feel uncomfortable and I forced myself not to look down to see if he was still hardened.

  I only nodded and he closed the door to give me privacy.

  Entry Nineteen

  Once I left the bathroom refreshed, I went toward where I thought was the kitchen, but he wasn’t in there. I heard some movement to the left and there was a doorway. The same kind of old, but in good shape, furniture was in the dining room where he had set up to eat. He was just pouring orange juice. He was still topless.

  I forced myself to brace for a changed man. I know some guys are like that. They don’t like how sex makes them weak and so they feel like they have to act all tough and shit because they don’t want the woman to know how much they really enjoyed themselves.

  Some women might want to use that against a man, but not me. I like it when a man shows me how much he loves having me, being with me, enjoying my body as much as I enjoyed his. So I definitely don’t think openness is a sign of a weak character. In fact, it turns me on.

  Since I had just met Theo, I didn’t know how to play any of the cards that he was dealing. So I had to put on my own poker face as I sat down next to him. At least he hadn’t put the plates far away from each other.

  Soon as he sat down next to me, he turned to me and said, “I’m married.”

  I kind of wanted to scream and slap him at the same time. I did neither of these.

  “Well, it was a good thing I wasn’t looking to marry you, huh?” I teased, trying to appear unaffected by what he confessed.

  Theo didn’t smile back. Yeah,
he was a man who found very little funny.

  “I’m not married,” I said, replying to his statement more directly.

  His eyes narrowed as if he expected me to say more.

  “What do you want me to say?”

  “I want you to be mad,” he stated.

  “Why? When I only came over here to get another kiss. Though I got more than what I expected, I’m madder at myself for losing control like that.”

  “But you aren’t angry at me?”

  “Hell yes, because I don’t fuck married men,” I answered piqued, unleashing some of my anger.

  Theo looked down at his plate, obviously at a loss for words.

  “But what’s done is done.” I wasn’t hungry anymore. “I’ll call a cab.”

  “Wait.” He grabbed my arm as I started to stand up. “She’s not coming here or nothing. She moved out a while ago.”

  “Do you have kids?” I asked, sitting back down.

  “Yes, but not by her. Plus my sons are grown. I had them at a young age and their mother lives in Chicago. Do you have any kids?”

  I shook my head and tasted the omelet. He was right – he did make a good one.

  “I should also tell you that I had sex with you to get her out of my system. I haven’t been with a woman – other than her – in over ten years.”

  I really didn’t like his honest nature, but I knew how to roll with the punches. “Well, I can’t say the same, but I’m safe if that’s what you want to know.”

  He relaxed. It had been on his mind. “So tell me a little bit about yourself, Sheryl Banks.”

  I told him about me, my job and how I’d moved from Detroit to Florida and then back to Detroit. I really didn’t go into the specifics about my company and he didn’t ask. I told him something about my family, but not the recent drama surrounding my sister.

  Theo listened intently and made comments here and there. I learned he has a brother in Chicago, where he was born and raised, but moved to Detroit because of some great job opportunity, but had then been laid off shortly after his wife moved out. Theo met his wife in college, but found out she couldn’t have kids from all the abortions she had before meeting him. It had been no big deal to him because he had sons already, but it had been a huge deal to his wife.

  I didn’t press Theo about her name or any other details about his married life. The situation was uncomfortable enough.

  “I’m working this security shift until I get some things together and then I’m set to take over a security division of a company and call it my own. I’m really excited about it.” There was an eager gleam in Theo’s eyes as he talked about this new job opportunity, but he tried his best not to look that thrilled about it.

  I checked my watch to make sure I was okay with the time. Four hours before my flight. Damn! Time flew when a person was having fun. And I was starting to have fun again, despite Theo’s earlier marital confession.

  “I’m watching the clock,” he assured me. “Business is business and you look like a woman who takes it very seriously.”

  “I am,” I said. “How long have you lived here?”

  “I just moved in. My soon-to-be ex-wife and I owned a condo, but when she left, I sold it because my mother had just died, too.”

  Lawd, the man had it rough. I’m surprised he hadn’t gone into some sort of depression. He lost a wife, a job and his mother in so short of time.

  “I didn’t want to sell it,” he said, referring to the house. “She moved here to get away from my abusive father. We used to come here a lot and it was like her own little paradise. I couldn’t sell it. I loved her very much. She kept things together and made sure I did, too.”

  That’s kind of admirable for a man like him to have so much respect for his mother. I finished my omelet and wiped my mouth. “You know you could return to Chicago. You have no ties here.”

  “I thought about that. My brother even suggested it, but I won’t.” He hadn’t finished all his food but pushed his plate away and looked me over as if he was about to have dessert.

  “What?” I asked.

  He shrugged and looked at his watch. It was about forty-five minutes before we should get on the road and head over to the airport. “I’m sorry about the panties. I’ll buy you some more.”

  “No bother.”

  “I insist.”

  “They cost two hundred dollars.”

  He choked just like I knew he would. “Well, can a sistah wait ‘til a brother gets paid?”

  I laughed, knowing he’d never have money like that to waste on underwear. “It’s all right, Theo.”

  Theo sighed. “Then I guess I should tell you one more thing about me before I want to have you again.”

  That gleam was back on his face. I didn’t know if it was a bad or good thing Theo was about to tell me.

  Entry Twenty

  He told me that his name was Theopolis Thornton. It was a strange name for a black man, but he said his mother named him after something French. He wasn’t sure what, but it stuck on him and he just got used to it.

  Afterwards, we adjourned to the couch where I discovered that Theo really was serious about wanting me again. I was serious about wanting him, too, especially now that I knew he was about to be divorced.

  This time Theo let me take my clothes off carefully. Then he pulled me down on the couch under him and kissed me as if he hadn’t had a meal in weeks and I was food.

  I was able to really explore that wonderful big dark body of his and since we were taking chances, I got to use my mouth on Theo, too. I nearly had to unlock my jaw, but I knew with more practice I could get used to his length, then I could really show him a thing or two about oral pleasure.

  My first time on the mike wasn’t long though. Theo was so excited about me doing that, that he practically yanked me under him and pushed inside of me. I had to do some adjusting because even though I had him once, my body was still tight.

  He pulled out instantly and then went down on me. That was damn, damn erotic because I rarely had a man do that to me. But Theo wanted to make sure I was nice and wet for him before he tried again.

  It was a dream come true.

  Theo ate me out so well I caught a frog in the back of my thighs. Before it ended, he entered me and pumped his groin hard against mine all the way to the hilt.

  I’m really positive people living five blocks over heard my shouts of joy because Theo was eliciting every kind of pleasure out of my body. The man didn’t stop until I had come ten times over on his shaft, then he finally gave in and orgasmed with me.

  It was too lovely.

  As much as we wanted to go to sleep, Theo insisted I get cleaned up while he finished the kitchen so he could take me to the airport.

  ***

  Cassandra was on my list to call first. She updated me on all that was happening and then let me know exactly what time the videoconference was set up. I would hit all my meetings and then come back to my hotel room to do that.

  “Oh yeah, I found out that E Heasley has a death record listed in Sunnybrook, Florida,” Cassandra said suddenly, after we had nothing else of company business to speak about.

  That was a shocking way to dash hope.

  “But I found something odd,” she continued, not giving me a chance to respond. “The morgue person signed the death certificate before the date of death. Now unless they have E.S.P., something ain’t right in the Garden of Eden, so I’m going to call in another favor.”

  “Anything else?”

  “Those claims your mother talked about were false charges against him at that employer. It was his word against theirs. About two years later, there was a report on file that the women that had filed charges against him also filed false charges on another supervisor.” Cassandra gasped. “Hold on for a minute.”

  I allowed her to place me on hold for a few minutes. When she returned, she sounded panicky. “What’s wrong?” I asked concerned.

  “Guess who’s coming today?”
r />   “Who?” I was too old for guessing games.

  “Earl Howard! Lisa just came to my desk and told me that his flight would be arriving in Detroit in about an hour and that he wanted to meet with the entire office. Erin’s having a bitch attack because no one knew Earl was coming.”

  “He’s coming?! I should be there!”

  “Obviously he knows you’re out the office because he instructed Lisa to call everyone in for the meeting, including anyone out sick for the day or it would be their jobs. The only one excused is you.”

  That was nice of him, but why?

  “So he knows I’m in New York.”

  “He told Lisa to assure your assistant that there was no cause for alarm for you to be here.”

  I still wanted to be at the meeting. Why did he have to come when I was all the way in New York?

  “I’ll take good notes for you,” Cassandra promised, but then gasped again.

  “What?!” I exclaimed.

  Cassandra didn’t answer, but I could hear that someone was at the desk speaking to her in a very commanding tone. It was Erin’s voice.

  “No she didn’t leave any post-it notes with me and I don’t know her access password to her computer, Mrs. Nabors, but-”

  Erin cut her off sharply and then a door slammed.

  “What the hell is going on?” I demanded to know.

  “Erin just locked herself in your office and ordered me to tell her when Earl would be there. She asked me for the access to your computer.”

  Oh lawd, the only thing personal on my computer was my journal entries from the days before. I knew I should have put them on my flash drive. Nervously I thought about anything else that was personal.

  “Why is she in my office again?”

  “Again?” Cassandra asked. “She has been in your office before?”

  “Yeah.” I related to Cassandra what happened last night, specifically the part about the post-it notes.

  “What was so important about some silly scribble on post-it notes?”

  “I don’t know, but obviously it’s more important that what we’re taking it for. Do me a fave and contact the clerk in research that I asked for the information on Sroban. Let her know to keep it all on the DL ‘til I get back.”