“Hi. You look great,” Wellington complimented her.
As Wellington carried Jada’s bag and basket, “Doggie” replayed in his head. Ruff! He felt so good; he slipped the bellman a fifty and winked.
“Thanks. Hi,” Jada responded.” I’m really curious. Can you at least give me a hint as to where we’re going this weekend?” Wellington opened the door and waited until Jada was comfortably seated.
Once they were both inside, he said, “Relax. I could but that would spoil the surprise. Patience, my Queen …”
Jada reclined in the passenger seat and put on her sunglasses.” Okay, Mr. Wonderful, I’m relaxed now, and since you won’t tell me where we’re going, at least allow me to ask you a few personal questions.”
Wellington learned the hard way how women could get your whole life history in one conversation and use it to their advantage. So he devised his own strategy.” Under one condition. We trade one for one.”
“I can handle that.” Jada leaned forward, flipped her hair over the headrest, and leaned back.
“Ladies first.” Wellington switched to disk eleven, Kenny G, and cruised south along Highway 1.
“Okay. If you could change just one thing about your life, what would it be and why?”
Wellington premeditated.” That’s an easy question with a hard answer. The absence of my real parents has created an irreplaceable void in my life. I often wonder if they’re alive.” Everything around Wellington was a blur, except the road ahead. There was less than two feet of space where the shoulder ended and the steep cliff began. Below, Wellington could see waves washing ashore, children wading, and lots of people sunbathing.” I love my adoptive parents but …” A lump formed in his throat.
A moment of silence passed.” You can just hire an investigator to find them. At least that way you’ll know,” suggested Jada.
“Unfortunately, it’s not that simple.” Wellington shifted in his seat.” It’s like, I really want to know, but then again I don’t. If they’re alive and choose not to acknowledge me, I’m not sure how I’d deal with the rejection.” For the first time in years, Wellington openly discussed the subject. He sighed and tried to enjoy the view.” I have pictures of both my mothers hanging in the living room. I’d like to show you when you visit. I’m not sure what my old man looks like. Perhaps one day, I’ll seek them out. Who knows?” Wellington paused.” Okay. That’s enough. Now it’s my turn to ask you a question.”
“Go for it.” Jada propped her hands behind her head.
Her fragrances enthralled Wellington’s head. He contemplated, then asked, “If you could change just one thing about your life, what would it be and why?”
Instantly Jada leaned forward and looked over at Wellington.” Now that’s not fair. You’re asking the same question.”
“Life isn’t fair. So answer it.” He was thankful his big head dominated and put the little one in check.
First she repeated the question. Then Jada hesitantly began to speak.” I would change the color of my dark skin.” Wellington’s forehead wrinkled and his eyes cut to the right. He listened attentively.” As a child, I was constantly teased. What hurt most was it wasn’t the whites that tortured me. It was the blacks. Some were my so-called friends. I can picture their faces. I can still hear them chanting: ‘Don’t! Don’t! Don’t come out at night because you’ll grow wings like a crow and take flight.’” Jada took a deep breath. Her fingers interlocked and rested in her lap.
Wellington interrupted.” You’re the most striking woman I’ve laid eyes on. Your jet-black skin radiates. You have a Ms. Universe smile. You’re tall, sexy, gorgeous, intelligent, warm, and lovely for all to see. Why do you think I laid rose petals at your feet? Why do you think I call you my Nubian Queen? Diamond, you are beautiful. Absolutely beautiful.”
“Thanks. Don’t get me wrong—I love myself more than anyone else. But I hated those kids.”
Wellington tried to understand although he couldn’t relate. People had envied him all his life. There was nothing he’d wanted to do but hadn’t had an opportunity. But he was glad the questions were over.
“Okay, my turn to ask another question,” Jada said.
Wellington’s foot plunged the accelerator.
“Are you the type of man who will commit to one woman? And before you answer, let me say that fidelity is extremely important to me.”
At least this was an easy question.” Well, I had a wife once but her husband came and got her.” Wellington slapped his leg and nudged Jada’s shoulder. She laughed too.” I’m happy you have a sense of humor. You just passed your first test.”
“What do you mean?” Jada inquired.
“If you had taken me serious, I would have known you weren’t comfortable with the subject even though you asked the question. Therefore, I wouldn’t have discussed my personal relationships with you. It’s a major turn off when a woman gets defensive about my past experiences. I’m not perfect and I don’t try to be.” Wellington glanced down at Jada’s thighs. The front flap of her skirt had formed into a V at her crotch.
“Now seriously, I have no problem with dedication. However, I’d commit myself before I’d be faithful for the sake of making someone else happy. Society dictates so much that people have subconsciously bought into—what I call the unwritten rules. Any man can have a wife; I’m going to marry my soulmate.” Wellington exited off the freeway. White sand. Blue water. Seventy-eight degrees.” Welcome to Carmel,” he announced.
Jada’s hazel-colored eyes beamed with excitement.”Oh my gosh! This is one of my favorite hideaways.”
“This is only the beginning,” Wellington reassured her.
“Yes! I am living for this weekend. I’m ready to have a mandatory, downright, outright good time starting right now. Stop the car! I want to get out here.” Jada bounced in her seat.
Wellington pulled the car over to the parking area near the beach.” Actually, this is where we start. Let me open the door to more than just the car.
He got out and walked around to the passenger side. Jada was so excited she jumped out and planted a kiss on his lips.
“Wait right here.” Wellington removed his goody bag, picnic basket, and CD player from the trunk.” You may have brought your own bag but did you bring the funk.” He held the portable in one hand like a trophy.
Jada threw both hands in the air.” Hey! I’ve got to get up just a little bit earlier in the morning to keep up with you, my brother. But let’s see if you can beat Mama to the beach. Baby.”
Wellington admired Jada’s spunk. She ran toward the water like Flo jo. Wellington tried to keep up. He came in a not-so-close second. He placed everything on the dry sand. Jada took off again. This time he trailed right behind her.
“You’re a little frisky. I like that.” He grabbed her from behind and wrapped his arms around her slender waist. “This is a great beginning to a beautiful friendship.” Then he reached into the crystal blue water and drenched her hair.
“Hey! That’s not fair!”
“Life isn’t fair.” Wellington smiled.” Come with me.”
Wellington led Jada by the hand. She followed him back to their place on the beach. He spread out a blanket with exotic tropical designs.
Jada inhaled.” Do you think this blanket is large enough?”
“It’s perfect.” Then Wellington commanded in a deep sexy voice, “Lie down. Turn over on your stomach. Now, you have to trust me. Let me do my thing.”
Wellington unwrapped the back of Jada’s scarf.
“What are you—?”
“Ssssshhh. Don’t speak. Just listen and bond spiritually with the sounds of the ocean, and the setting of the sun. Soon will come the full moon, and the twinkling of the stars.” Wellington turned the volume low and popped in a CD with all the songs played from the night they’d met.” Let the music feed your soul. This is the ideal time to be on the beach. Within a few hours, we’ll experience it all.”
Jada turned her head
to the side and closed her eyes. Wellington pulled out the oil and began to massage her back. Deep, strong strokes glided along her soft skin. He rolled up Jada’s skirt as high as he could. His hands journeyed up her sexy chocolate thighs. His thumbs rested in her arch. He pressed along the outer sides of her lips. She responded with mild convulsions. He slid his hands under her skirt and massaged her ass. Damn! Her pussy smelled like Lady Godiva. His body ached. She moaned. His penis expanded. He thought how nice it would be to make love right there on the beach. He tied Jada’s scarf.
“Turn over,” Wellington insisted.
Slowly she revolved. He lay beside her. Gazed at the sunset.” Did you just have an orgasm?”
“That’s one for me.” Jada smiled.
“And James Brown said ‘It’s a Man’s World.’ Now that shit turned me on.” Wellington nodded.” Changing the subject, I want a spiritual woman who’s connected with the universe. You know most people never take time to embrace different forms of life. I’m vibing with you right now. I feel your spirit moving. Close your eyes and listen to the waves wash upon the shore.”
“Okay,” Jada whispered.
“Now open your eyes and gaze at the stars above. Can you feel the twinkle inside your soul?”
“Oh, yes. I feel more Than a twinkle.” Jada’s cheeks tightened. Wellington watched her hips rise and fall.
“We’ve only just begun.” Wellington spoke softly in Jada’s ear.” Well, it’s getting late but the night is still young.” Wellington outlined Jada’s lips with his tongue.” I reserved two rooms at Carmel’s Beachfront Inn.”
Jada’s eyes flashed open. “Two rooms?”
“Yes, two adjoining rooms, my Queen.” Wellington knew she’d respect him even if she didn’t like the idea.
Once Jada was settled in her room, Wellington went to his and hit the shower. He cleaned everything, twice. Wellington had discovered in the ninth grade that sexually adventurous females would cut your game short if your ass wasn’t clean. Naked, he went to answer the phone.
“Hello,” Wellington said.
“Hi. This is Diamond. Videos in my room at ten. Bring the music and don’t be late.”
“I’ll be on time and I’ll bring the champagne.”
Instead of knocking on the adjoining door, Wellington went into the hall.” Knock, knock.”
When Jada opened the door, Wellington’s bottom lip hit his chin. He almost lost his grip on the bottle. She stood dressed in a silk safari nightgown with spaghetti straps. Titties. Damn! Ass. Bam!
“Come in,” Jada whispered.” I’ve been expecting you.” Then she braced her hand against Wellington’s chest. He felt her squeeze his nipple.” Did you bring your imagination?”
“That’s not fair.” He drooled. His backhand wiped the corner of his mouth.” You’re standing here looking sexy and smelling edible. You didn’t give a brother any advance notification.”
Jada extended her tongue inside his ear. “Life isn’t fair,” she whispered. Wellington shivered and shook his head as if he were trying to wake up.
Jada closed the door.” I’ve selected two of the hottest movies. I hope you like comedy and love Chris Tucker because he’s my man.”
Wellington observed how Jada set the mood with aromatherapy candles strategically lit around the room.” I love comedy and Chris is definitely the man!” He wondered what else she’d packed. Wellington popped the cork. Poured two glasses of chilled Dom. “A toast to the spiritual unity that bonds us together.”
“Forever,” replied Jada as she clinked her glass against his.” Now let’s lie on the floor and watch TV.”
“Why the floor?” Wellington’s eyes focused on the bed.
“Because I enjoy fucking on the floor. Hey, just go with the flow.” Jada lay on the puffy pallet. Wellington followed her lead.
It was difficult for Wellington to concentrate on the movie. He tried to be inconspicuous but his peripheral vision of Jada lying parallel to him was distracting. Her thighs, cheeks, and safari thong were slightly exposed through the splits in her gown.
Suddenly Jada stopped the video.
Wellington shifted his eyes from her ass to the TV.” Why did you do that?”
“Because it’s intermission. What would you like?”
“I’ll have one healthy order of whipped cream!” Wellington joked.
“Coming right up.” Jada went to the refrigerator and popped open the can.
“Where on earth did you get—?”
“Oh, weren’t you the one who said bring your imagination. Well there’s more where that came from. Would you like ice cream, ice, sprinkles, nuts, cherries, caramel, fudge, hot or cold?”
As bad as Wellington wanted to taste Jada, he wasn’t going to let this opportunity go.” Well, since you opened the door, I’ll have two scoops of chocolate D’s with sprinkles on top.”
“What about the whipped cream?” Jada asked.
“Oh, yes. Definitely. Squirt it on.”
Jada stood four inches from Wellington’s face and oozed strawberry whipped cream all over her chocolate breasts. Wellington licked the excess off her fingers the same way he’d done the night they met. She added sprinkles and two cherries to top it off: one on each nipple.” Come and get it, Big Daddy.”
Wellington led Jada to the bed. The cherries rolled onto the floor. He propped three pillows against the headboard and leaned her back. He straddled her. He pressed her breasts together and bit her erect nipples. Jada buried his face deeper. His erection screamed for release.
Jada slid his sweats over his ass and down to his knees. Wellington’s dick broke through the opening in his black silk boxers. Her eyes widened. He prayed the size didn’t frighten her.” Say hello to The Ruler.” Wellington smiled.
Much to his delight, Jada positioned two pillows under her lower back. She wrapped her thighs around his waist and guided him into her moist-ness. His back arched when her walls compressed. Again. Again. Again.
With well-calculated movements, he explored paradise one stroke at a time. The passion continued to grow and the strokes came closer together. His rhythm increased. She locked her legs around his waist.
Jada’s head hung over the edge of the bed.” Don’t move. Let Mama handle this!” Wellington was in pussy paradise. She placed her hands on the floor and braced herself. Her legs restricted his movement. She rode him like an underground roller coaster, inside and out. Jada’s flexibility reminded Wellington of a slinky. He allowed her to take complete control. Her muscles sucked up his cum like a dental vacuum. He felt her climax several times.
Wellington strolled to the kitchen. He refilled their champagne glasses. Jada hit PLAY on the VCR and laughed.” Now that’s what I call half-time entertainment!”
Chapter 5
Over six months had passed since Jada and Wellington’s first date. Their relationship had grown by leaps and bounds. This vacation was as perfect as the first and each in between. But this past weekend had Jada glowing. It was Sunday morning and as usual Jada’s phone was ringing off the hook.
“Hello,” Jada answered.
“Hi. I’m in the mood to fellowship with my best friend this morning,” Candice said.” Why don’t I pick you up for Church? And you can tell me about your weekend with Wellington.”
Jada modeled her Body and Soul underwear in front of the stand-up mirror in her bedroom. The three-carat studs in her ears matched the solitaire on her finger. “Girl, you know I’ve gotten really good at summing up our weekend activities in twenty minutes or less. But I have to tell you the details of this weekend over lunch. I would have called you last night except I was too exhausted to pick up the phone.” Jada sat at her vanity and painted her lips spicy brown.” Lunch is on me, so I’ll make reservations at our favorite restaurant in Sausalito for two o’clock.”
“This must be really important if we’re going to the Seafood House. I can hardly wait.”
“Listen. Sorry I can’t pick you up. I promised to pick up Jazzmyn
e and the kids.” Jada penciled over her arched eyebrows.
“How are they doing?” Candice asked.
Jada stepped into her purple skirt and zipped it up. She opened the blinds. The sunlight was blinding so she closed them.” They’re doing fine,” Jada answered.” Jazzmyne is looking great! She got her hair cut into a sophisticated short style. The sides and the back are tapered. You have to see it to believe it. She’s the lead counselor at the women’s shelter in Oakland. She even said her experience made her a better counselor, and some of the church members are her clients. But of course, she wouldn’t disclose which ones.”
Jada started to sip her cranberry juice, but quickly remembered her lips were already painted.” It’s hard to believe women in the church experience physical abuse at home. Their husbands come to church on Sunday and act like perfect gentlemen.” Jada pulled her black lace camisole over her head.
“Well, you know how our people mask and unmask very well,” Candice chimed in.
Jada paused for a moment and wondered if Candice knew her well enough to tell. “Yeah, that’s true. But this abuse thing isn’t even about black and white. It’s about wrong and right. It’s about black and blue emotional scars on your heart and spirit. Generally, the physical scars heal, but the emotional ones remain in the blood that flows through your veins. I cannot imagine loving anyone else more than I love myself.” Jada buttoned her purple blazer and blew kisses to herself in the mirror.
It was closer to ten o’clock than Jada had realized so she gave Candice a condensed overview of the remaining events.” Shelly is making straight A’s at Shelton. Brandon is still Brandon, happy go lucky. Brother Calvin Dupree has been trying to take Jazzmyne and the kids out for dinner for the past two months, but Jazzmyne tells him enough to let him know she’s interested, but not ready for a relationship. I’d better get off this phone and out the door before Mother calls.”
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