Page 86 of Made to Love Ya
“Same reason God chose to bless me with you. I have always loved you, Izael Amir Ellis.”
“And I have always loved you. Although that love has changed through the years, it has existed since I met you. The day you ran up to our moving truck and stuck out your hand.” He chuckled as he recalled that day. “You said, ‘My name is Talia RaChè Campbell, but my friends call me Chè. You can call me Chè. You gonna be my friend? I’m five, but I’ll be your friend so you don’t gotta be lonely.’”
I laughed with him. “Oh, God. Please don’t remind me what a corny little kid I used to be.”
“Yeah, but I instantly thought that corny little kid was the coolest one I ever met. I didn’t think that you could matter more to me until that day six years ago when I saw you for the first time in a long time. I thought to myself,That’s my future wife. That’s the one I want to see walking down the aisle to me.And then I kicked myself internally because I knew that was impossible. I knew that Tahj would whup my ass. I also knew it would be worth it to have you in my life. I never imagined you felt the same way. And every day since, I’ve fallen deeper in love with you. I will never stop falling for you, Talia. God made me solely to love you.”
Izael pushed the sleeves of my gown down my shoulders and bared my breasts to him. Lights twinkled below and all around us, but we were hidden in the darkness. We had left our lights in the room off, and the balcony lights were off.
“These hands were made to touch you and please you, to wipe away all your tears now and forever. These lips were made to kiss you and taste you,” Izael stated and lowered to his knees.
When my man disappeared underneath the skirt of my ball gown and licked along my flesh, I hissed loudly and gripped his head through the fabric of my dress. His fingers, tongue, and lips alternated, pleasing me until I cried out as I came explosively inside of his mouth.
Izael pulled back with his lips glistening and his eyes sparkling with love for me. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his arousal before he took a seat on one of the balcony chairs. He helped me move the skirt of my gown around so that when I straddled him, I was able to slide down his hard erection.
“And this dick? This dick was made to penetrate you, to please you, to make your fantasies come true, and to fill your belly with my seed, baby,” he stated as he pulsed inside of me.
I slid up and down and rode Izael hard. His hands gripped my ass, and my fingers squeezed his shoulders. He lowered his head and used his teeth and lips to pull my nipple into his mouth.
The feeling of his tongue and lips on my nipple almost made me cum immediately, but I held on, holding out for the ride. My hips gyrated around him and called him to drive deeper into my folds, and when the connection was secure, I remained in place and worked him over.
He sprinkled kisses between my breasts and showered my face with them before he moved his hands, grabbed my face, and kissed me so passionately. As I came, I did so, moaning inside of his mouth.
“That’s my girl. Give it all to me. Don’t stop, baby,” Izael coaxed after he pulled back from the kiss.
My head dropped back, and I came again within seconds of the first time. Izael lifted me off him and turned me around to face the Chicago River below.
“I want you to keep looking at all that beauty below while I fill you with my seed. I want you to remember this moment, the day that you learn you’re pregnant.”
“Okay.” I whimpered as he lifted my leg and hooked it over his arm. He dipped down while I held the folds of my skirt, and he slid inside of me.
Izael pumped hard and furious as if he had so many pent-up emotions inside of him. I welcomed every thrust and every gyration that he gave me. My body trembled as I ached to give him everything he sought and more.
Izael released my leg and pushed me forward until my chest rested on the balcony. He spread my legs, gripped my hips, and dug up inside of me.
“Oh shit, Zae!” I hollered as he snatched my hair back.
He slowed his gyrations as he leaned forward and kissed the side of my neck. He nibbled there, and I groaned as I came a third time.
His hands slid down my shoulders and cupped my breasts as he thrust up inside of me until he exploded and shouted his release in the night air. When we finished, he pulled me back up to standing. His hands rested on my belly.
“You think I accomplished my goal?”
“If you did, I guess we’ll be having a quick wedding.”
“We can do whatever it is your heart desires, baby. Your time, your way, my dime.”
I giggled.
“I think I like the sound of that.”
IZAEL EPILOGUE
NINE MONTHS LATER
“She’s so beautiful,sis. She looks just like you.”
“Nigga, why you hating? You know my princess looks just like me,” I remarked and took my daughter back from my best friend’s arms.
