Star_Lee Johnson_To Be Great Series

by Blue Saffire

  My throat tightened, my mouth went dry. I could feel my heart racing. It all hit me like a ton of bricks.

  I could see me married to her. This woman coming to me like this every night. I mean, I knew I would marry her, but this was the first time I really saw her.

  This was different. I didn’t want to just have sex. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted her to feel what I felt when I looked at her.

  It was the first time I had ever been nervous to have sex with someone. It was crazy. We’d slept together already, but somehow this was different—new in a way. It was all about her and showing her how much she meant to me.

  I reached for her waist as she stopped in front of me. My hands slid over the silky fabric around to her plump ass. I palmed her globes, pulling her body into me.

  Her nipples strained against the fabric insistently calling for my attention. I licked my lips, holding back. My hands traveled down to her thighs, moving back up underneath the soft fabric covering her body. Her smooth warm skin heated my palms.

  I groaned when I found her bare ass greeting my palms. Moving my hands down slightly, I grasped her thighs, lifting her to drop her into my lap. She wiggled until she settled over my erection.

  I took her lips in a soft, slow kiss. It didn’t take long for the kiss to deepen. We came at each other from every angle. Tongue and teeth clashing, moans and groans mingling. My hands moved to cup her breasts as her hands moved to cup the back of my head.

  Her hips started a slow rock against my length. Wrapping one around her waist, I moved back on the bed taking her with me. I flipped her on her back, climbing over her body. The scent of her body wash bounced up, hitting my nostrils as she hit the sheets.

  I moved my face to her neck, sucking her flesh into my mouth. The sharp intake of her breath brought a smile to my lips. I was glad to only be in my boxers. The less between us the better, which led me to peeling away the gown clinging to her beautiful skin.

  I let my tongue and lips do the exploring as I worked my way down her body. Her musical sighs and pleas guiding me to her pleasure. I savored the taste of her as she became my personal playground. Words could not explain the swelling in my chest.

  I settled between her legs and devoured her honey. I had a deep conservation with her lower lips. Telling her how much I loved her, talking to her pussy like it was my best friend.

  I was rewarded with her confirmation of her love for me with her verbal promises of love and dedication. The more she declared, the deeper I pressed in, affirming my own devotion into her folds.

  “I love you,” she cried. “Yes, don’t stop. You know it’s yours.”

  Hearing her words punched me through the chest. I hummed into her core, enjoying her sweetness as I devoured her. Her fingers locked on the back of my head holding me between her legs as she rode my face.

  “I’m coming again,” she whimpers.

  My skin heated as desire filled me to the brink. Sweat poured down my face while I worked for it. Each orgasm I licked and sucked from her body a labor of love. The feel of her body trembling and quaking before me better than winning any game.

  “Lee, please,” she begged.

  I lapped up the gift from my efforts. Pulling away I stared at her glistening lips, smacking my lips. Best meal I’ve ever had came from between her thick brown thighs.

  I pushed my boxers down my hips climbing over her body. Reaching into the nightstand, I retrieved a condom. Thoughts of filling her belly with our children floated through my mind. I pushed that to the side for the moment, suiting up instead.

  I dipped my head allowing her to taste herself on my lips. Crystal’s little freaky ass licked my mouth clean, sucking on my face and lips for good measure.

  I cupped her face with one hand, planting the other by her head. I was so hard, I didn’t need my hand to line up with her wet entrance to slide in. I poked once, twice, sinking the third try. Her wet warm sucked my right in.

  “I love you,” she breathed.

  “I love you too, baby,” I groaned.

  It’s as if we completed each other. She was made for me and I for her. Flawless—that’s how we fit together. She met every motion and gesture of mine with absolute completion. We were the perfect complement to one another.

  Her fingernails dug into my back. Our bodies creating a language of their own. So many emotions swirled around and through us, I felt as if I could taste them.

  I reached for her legs to bring them onto my shoulders. Still keeping the pace slow, I drew us closer and closer. I could feel her clenching around me, milking me for the seed I tried to hold onto for a bit longer.

  When her eyes locked on mine, showing me her love, I couldn’t hold back any longer. I came with a roar as she trembled beneath with her own release. I couldn’t have timed it better if I tried.

  I pulled out, rolling to my side. Crystal turned into my embrace when I reached to wrap her in my arms. Her small limbs wrapped around my body, clinging to me lazily. I held her basking in the fact that we just made love. It was a deeper level, a change occurred between us.

  Time passed without either of us saying a word. Our breathing the only sound in the room. Neither of us moved an inch. My semi-erect penis still wearing the condom I spilled in. Crystal shifted closer, pressing her face to my chest.

  “Can I ask you something?” I asked as I traced her shoulder with my fingers.

  “Anything,” she answered nestling her face into my chest.

  “What did your mother mean the other day? When she mentioned me being a player. She asked how’d that happen?’”

  “Oh, you caught that,” she sighed. “I don’t date athletes. At least, I try very hard not to.”

  “Why not?”

  “Let’s just say I had an interesting childhood. My father didn’t help the way I see pro athletes.”

  “Oh, okay.” From her tone, I decided to leave it at that. It seemed like it was a sort of sore subject. “Can I ask you something else?”

  “Yup.”

  “I know you said you don’t stick to relationships. Why not?”

  “I always know they’re not the one. I mean, I have dated some nice guys, but having set finances and a great career doesn’t make a husband for me, the way it does for my father. I want more.”

  “What makes a husband for you?” I asked nervously.

  I had a hundred thoughts running through my head at the time. I wanted her answer to be me. I wanted her to claim me as her ideal man.

  “I want someone that I can look at and see that he loves me,” she mused. “You know, someone that wants to protect me and keep me happy. Someone that I can look at and without a word, know I’m what he wants.”

  She lifted her head from my chest to look up at me. Leaning in she pecked my lips.

  “So how long does it take you to know they’re not it?”

  “I don’t know. Sometimes, I knew from the start,” she shrugged. “But I still dated them to please my father, others maybe a month or two.”

  “Oh.”

  We hadn’t been together more than a month technically. I still wasn’t in the safe zone.

  “Lee, baby?”

  “Yes.”

  “I knew you were the one the first time I saw you,” she said softly and touched my face. “You walked in our first class together, looking so confident and focused. I wanted to talk to you, but I couldn’t allow myself to be distracted. I noticed how you would watch me and some part of me wanted you to talk to me. But another part wanted nothing to do with you because I knew I wouldn’t walk away from you. I wanted you.

  “That’s why I tried to change research partners in the beginning. I knew spending anytime with you would’ve led me here. The night I first kissed you, I made Nichelle promise to make sure I went home. I would’ve stayed if you asked me too. I would’ve made her break her promise.

  “I fought with what I wanted that night I made you dinner and you kissed me. I had almost changed my mind to take things fort
h, but when you got that phone call you looked like you wanted to go. I figured you didn’t want me to stay as much as I wanted to.

  “From there, I knew it was only a matter of time. I was already falling for you. I didn’t understand you that day at Kim and Kenny’s. I was so hurt. I thought I did something wrong, but that night in the club I just wanted you. I don’t know… it’s hard to explain I just don’t know how to not want you.”

  “Crystal about that, I’m sorry about the way I acted. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I would never do that on purpose. I was an asshole. A stupid asshole.”

  Before I could go any further, she put her finger to my lips, lifting herself to get face to face with me. She sat silent for a second, staring in my eyes. Her orbs searching my face as her finger traced the line of my jaw. I moved to kiss her, but she shook her head.

  “I forgive you for that. I understand this is all new to you. You want to be sure you’re making the right decisions. I just want you to know you can trust me. I’m not looking for anything from you but a chance to love you and to be loved by you. I know how to make my own, if anything, baby. I want to make you better, help you get to where you want to be.”

  “I want you to move in with me,” I blurted out without thinking.

  It was my truth. I’d been thinking about it for days. It was a step in the direction I needed us to go.

  “Are you serious?” she asked searchingly.

  “Yeah, I mean it. I want you to live with me. I love you.”

  “Lee, I don’t know. Are you sure?”

  “Is it that you don’t know because you’re not sure about me or because you don’t think it’s a good idea?”

  “Have you been listening?” she giggled. “I love you and I’m positive about you. It’s just…that’s big. Are you sure you want me in your space?”

  “Yes, Crystal. I want you in my space. I want more than that but this is a step there.”

  “Can I think about it?”

  “Yeah,” I answered, not hiding my disappointment well.

  “Okay, I thought about it. When do I move in?” she giggled.

  “Tomorrow, please. I’ll take you to get your things. If you want you can get your car from the lot and use my other space.”

  “You do know I take up a lot of closet space?” she teased.

  “I don’t care, as long as you’re here.”

  “I love you, Lee. I want to make you happy.”

  “You do, Baby. You make me very happy.”

  Chapter 16

  It all falls Down

  Crystal had everything moved out of her dorm room by the following weekend after I asked her to move in. I knew she had a financial plan that living with me and commuting didn’t include. So I paid for her parking and gas expenses despite our dispute over it at first.

  Living together worked out great. Crystal had me focused on everything. She took great care of me. She packed my things for my away games. She would help me relax the night before home games. Giving me massages and cooking me dinner. She was there to support and comfort me for the few losses I did have.

  I supported her and the salon as well. I went with her to check on the place as much as I could. She and Craig still argued, but I think that was just a Craig and Crystal thing. It all paid off in the end.

  The place came out amazing. Crystal’s vision truly came to life. I was so damn proud of her.

  I wanted to support my baby as much as I could. I started telling some of the players I trusted to have their wives and girlfriends go to support my girl.

  Time was moving fast. We had finished our project early and coasted through the rest of the class. Our professor was more than impressed by our work and we received the A we both worked so hard for. Crystal of course aced all of her final classes. Moving in with me didn’t cause her to lose focus one bit.

  Crystal educated me on a lot. I mean I’m no dummy, but I never had anyone to take the time to show me the real deal with financial planning. I had played it by ear and moved from what I read for myself before I met her. She taught me to live, not spend or be scared to circulate.

  We had gone house hunting a few times. We knew we were heading for marriage. I wanted to see what was out there. We never found anything we both liked. Then there was the fact that neither of us were sure where we wanted to live. We decided to take our time to find what we both wanted.

  Once Crystal graduated, I thought things were going to slow down for her a little, but she took off like a rocket. She had the new salon and she went back to consulting other shops. She had taken a special interest in Kenny and Kim’s place. They were in need of the help too.

  They were in the middle of talks to bring Crystal in as a partner. I thought it was a great idea. Crystal and Kim get along great and Kenny loves anything that has to do with Crystal. Crystal even cut hair at their place twice a week, while training some of their girls.

  My mother had been more than happy when she finally met Crystal. She loves her. According to my mother I should’ve proposed to Crystal at her graduation party. I just wasn’t ready. Crystal had so much put together. I needed to have my head on straight when I did ask.

  Since being in a relationship with Crystal, I’d almost carried my team to the super bowl. My value to the team had increased like crazy. Wanting to build a life with my girl made me more focused than I was before. I even decided to finish out my degree in the spring semester and not drag things out.

  Six months and I don’t have one complaint with our relationship. I’d been toying with the idea of proposing in September or October, around the time we first got together. Crystal had a few friends that had gotten engaged or married, also a few having babies. I saw how excited she got for them. I wanted that to be her.

  It had been a long day in classes. I was glad for the off-season. I wanted to go home knowing I don’t have to wake up early or think about anything but sleep. Crystal had the day off. I couldn’t wait to get home to her.

  We had plans to blend into the couch in front of the TV. I bought her favorite ice cream and picked up a few movies. I tried calling home, but she hadn’t answered the phone and her cell kept going to voicemail.

  I shook off the worry rising within. I figured she was probably sleeping, feeling as exhausted as I did. I didn’t blame her for not wanting calls.

  I was half way home when my phone started to ring. It was my mother. I got excited for the call. She was helping me plan something special for Crystal the following week. I’d hoped she had good news about the place I wanted to close out for the night.

  “Hey, mom. What’s up?” I crooned in the phone.

  “Baby, you need to get home.”

  “What’s wrong? Is Crystal alright?” I demanded.

  Panic rose in my chest. Was Crystal not answering me because something was wrong with her? A million things began to run through my head.

  “Something’s going on. You need to get home now!”

  “Mom, is she hurt?”’

  “Lee, this is Kim,” I heard another voice say into the phone. “I told you your mess was going to come back for you. Crystal is hysterical right now. You just need to get home.”

  I pulled into the garage as Kim spoke. Parking quickly, I noted that Crystal’s car was there. I grabbed my things, running for the elevator. I had no idea what my mother or Kim were talking about.

  “I’m getting in the elevator. I’ll call you back,” I grumbled into the phone.

  The elevator ride felt like it was taking years. I played Kim’s words over and over in my head. What could Crystal be hysterical about?

  Things were going great between us. She knows I love her. I spend all my time with her when I’m not working or at school. I didn’t understand where the problem was coming from.

  I ran to the door and shoved my key in. When I opened the door, Crystal’s bags were packed sitting beside the entrance. I felt my heart sink. What would make her want to leave? Was this about her not being able to stick to a r
elationship? I had so many questions.

  We were good this morning. I barely made it out of the door. She clung to me as I debated going to class or staying home with her. At this point, it looked like I made the wrong choice. I should have stayed home.

  I looked up to see Crystal sitting on the couch with her head in her hands. I didn’t understand what was going on at all. It took me a second to realize there was someone else in the room. I still didn’t focus on them, I couldn’t pull my eyes off of Crystal.

  I stepped into the apartment toward her, causing her to look up at me. I watched as she rose from her seat, walking over to me. She placed her hand on my stomach pressing a piece of paper against it. Standing on her toes to kiss me on the cheek. There were tears streaming down her cheeks and her hands were trembling.

  “Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked.

  I reached to touch her face but she pushed my hand away. I watched in confusion as she moved around me, picking up her bags. I still didn’t understand what was going on. I had dropped everything when I stepped through the door. The only thing left in my hand was the paper she handed to me. I wanted to look at it but I didn’t want to take my attention away from her.

  “Crystal, what’s going on?” I barked out of frustration.

  She didn’t say a word, she just walked out of the door. I looked down at the piece of paper to see it wasn’t a paper at all. It was a photo, a sonogram picture.

  My first thought was that my girl was pregnant. Excitement coursed through my mind. Then, I realized she was too upset.

  We’d talked about a family in the future. I knew she shouldn’t have been this upset about it happening too early. Besides, I don’t know much about this type of thing, but the baby in this sonogram was too developed to be in her stomach without me knowing.

  That’s when I remembered the other person in the room. They were still sitting behind me. They hadn’t left out the door with Crystal. My heart told me to run after Crystal, but my thoughts told me I needed to know who was in my place. I turned around and saw it was a female sitting in the chair with her back to me.