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  “I’m sorry I told you I loved you,” Charm blurted out. He froze midmotion and brought his eyes to her.

  “Why?” He asked.

  “Because…. Because I-I was panicking and I didn’t want to lose you. And it all came out and I meant what I said, but I don’t want to put pressure on you or on what we’re doing and you haven’t said it back and what-” Denzel put his finger against her lips. He hadn’t said it back to her because he didn’t know how. But listening to his heart, he knew the real truth.

  “I love you too, Charm,” he said. The relief on her face let him know how much it had meant to her to hear him say those words. He grabbed her chin and pulled her into a deep kiss. Charm wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed deeply. A knock at the door separated them.

  “Food’s ready!” Brianna sang.

  “We’re coming,” Denzel called back. Charm still had her arms wrapped around Denzel’s neck.

  “Baby girl, if this is how we feel about each other, then things need to change.” Charm knew this conversation had to come.

  “I know,” she said, lowly. He removed her arms from his neck, so he could continue rubbing the butter all over her skin. Once she was moisturized, he gave her the shorts she’d picked out to wear, and then she slipped into her tank top.

  “You should wear a bra. Brianna invited James to dinner,” he said.

  “It’s a black tank. You can barely see-” Denzel shot her a look that made her shut up real quick. “My bra is over there,” she said, pointing to the drawer. He went to it and retrieved it for her. He didn’t stop looking at her while she put the bra on.

  “Charm,” He spoke. “I want to be with you. I know we said that we’d take the time we needed, and not rush into anything. But with this love thing that sprung between us, then it doesn’t make sense we fight it.”

  “No, it doesn’t,” she replied. “I want to be with you too. I told you that I want to be yours.”

  “I wasn’t putting pressure on you, before but-” He paused.

  “But what?” He asked.

  “But I need things from you,” he said. She gazed at him softly. “It’s been long enough, Charm. Either you want to be with Terrell, or you want to be with me. And if you want me Charm, then I need you to divorce him. I need the proof that one day you’re not just gonna up, and leave me in love with you, if you decide to try and make your marriage work. The sex, it’s been fun. Hell, it’s been more than that. I’ve never felt like this for any woman. And I’ve been dating one for ten years, and the shit I feel for you in just months, is nothing like I had with Gabby. So I know that I want you and I know what’s it’s like to really be in love. Are you going to divorce him? Separated from him can only work for so long with us.”

  “Oh, Denzel,” she breathed. “I’ll get papers drawn up immediately. The divorce won’t be easy or quick, but as long as you promise to stick it through with me, then we’ll be together like we both want.” Denzel smiled at her. Since he was dressed, he quickly threw on some clothes himself, before scooping her in his arms again. He kissed her sloppily, before walking out of the room with her in his arms to have dinner with their friends.

  Chapter Seven

  Charm guzzled the last of her apple cider, as Jason cleared away everyone’s plates. Charm’s gut was filled to the brim. She had eaten herself to the point where she thought she was about to literally, pop. But it felt good to actually be full of food.

  “Want another drink?” Brianna asked her. Charm opened her mouth to speak, but Denzel spoke before she could get her words out.

  “Nah, she’s good,” Denzel said. Charm snapped her head in his direction. He gave her a smile before grabbing her glass and taking it to the kitchen. He came back out with a glass of water.

  “I didn’t realize you were a little tyrant,” she teased him, taking the glass.

  “Are you pregnant?” Brianna asked her, randomly. James choked on his beer as he tried to retain his laughter.

  “It’s not funny,” Charm snapped at him. “And no, I’m not pregnant.” Brianna thought that was the reason Denzel was being so damn protective of her, but since Charm wasn’t pregnant, his possession didn’t make sense. And Brianna hadn’t really seen him act that way with Gabrielle.

  “I didn’t see you have a drink,” James said to Denzel.

  “That’s because I don’t. I don’t mind others who drink, and even if it’s just apple cider, she’s been detained for a whole night and day, and I know she hasn’t had enough water, and that’s what I want her to drink right now.”

  “You’re protective of her,” James commented.

  “Of course, I am,” Denzel sounded offended. Charm looked across the room at him. He was standing there in basketball shorts and t-shirt, and she just wanted to cuddle in his arms. She was beaming at the fact that he cared so much for her, even if he was being a little tyrannical. But now that they declared their love for each other, she could feel the shift in their relationship. And she wanted nothing but to be his.

  “You need me?” He asked her, seeing the way she looked at him. It really surprised her when he just knew what she needed.

  “Yeah, I do,” she replied. He left from where he was and came towards her. She stood from the chair to let him sit down, then he pulled her into his lap, and held her closely. He nuzzled her neck and gave her a kiss there. She couldn’t help but giggle.

  “I missed your laughter,” He whispered in her ear. “Tonight, hearing you laugh brought me so much pleasure.”

  “Pleasure, huh?” She whispered back, turning to look at him.

  “Don’t start,” he said, huskily. Someone cleared their throat and brought Denzel and Charm out of their own world. When they finally looked up, everyone was staring at them. Charm blushed in embarrassment.

  “Sorry,” she smiled.

  “No, it’s all good. I actually am real glad to see you happy. Especially after what went down with Terrell,” James said. Charm’s smile instantly faded.

  “I bet you want to know the whole thing,” Charm said.

  “Actually, I went to see Terrell. He told me everything. Or well, I slowly found things out and connected the dots. That chick, Destiny, was at the hospital when I was there.”

  “Yeah, then there’s her,” Charm shook her head. “But that’s behind us now. I’m moving on. I know of a divorce lawyer already, so I’m going to have some papers drawn up.”

  “He’s not gonna sign it easily,” James warned.

  “Yeah well, he can’t keep me in a marriage I don’t want to be in. I mean, it’s pretty clear I’ve got other things going on right now. So I don’t need his trouble.”

  “I hear that. For what he’s done to you, he doesn’t deserve you. That was his mistake. But if you have any questions about the papers, then let me know, I’ll be glad to help you out.” Charm nodded, feeling a whole lot better to have James on her side.

  “And by the way, it was that Destiny chick that called cops and told them they saw you with a gun in your car, wiping it off.”

  “That bitch,” Charm snapped. Denzel rubbed her thighs to placate her. “Why would she do that?” Charm asked.

  “To get you out of the picture. Terrell claims he’s still in love with you. So you’re a threat to her.”

  “So then if she made that call, then she put the gun in my car,” Charm said. “It’s quite simple.”

  “True, but how can we even prove that? Unless she confesses. And with that baby in her stomach, you can forget about it,” Brianna spoke up. James flashed a smile at her.

  “You should go to law school,” he said.

  “Nah,” Brianna smiled. “I’m too whimsical for that,” she smiled. Charm noticed the way James and Brianna smiled at each other, and Charm knew it meant something could be happening for them in their future.

  “That, plus, she don’t have no damn behavior. I can’t imagine her in a court room,” Charm added.

  “The lies,” Brianna laughed. “I am very
well behaved.”

  “We just met and I know that’s a lie,” James laughed. “But it’s cute. And you’re cute.” He leaned in as if he wanted to kiss her, but Denzel cleared his throat loudly. James immediately backed away.

  “Take her on a date first, before you get all touchy feely on her,” Denzel ordered.

  “I’m a grown ass woman,” Brianna said to Denzel.

  “Doesn’t mean I won’t rock a man’s jaw for fucking with you in the wrong way. And if he’s serious about you, he’ll take your psycho ass on a date to see if he really wants to get involved with a nut case.” Brianna threw a pillow from the couch at him. Denzel ducked out of the way, pulling Charm with him to keep her from getting hit.

  “I don’t know how you’re defending me, yet, dissing me all at once! I freaking hate you,” Brianna laughed.

  “You know you love me, girl. Can’t live without me.”

  “Apparently, I ain’t the only one now,” Brianna nodded over to Charm, who was in the middle of yawning.

  “I think it’s time for someone to get to bed,” Jason said. He stood from the chair he was sitting on and yawned.

  “I’m gonna head out myself. I’m tired as hell.” Charm stood immediately, so she could hug Jason tightly.

  “Then I guess I’ll go too,” James spoke. “I have some cases to work on, and an early start tomorrow.” Charm let go of Jason and went to hug James. Without his help, who knew where she’d be right now.

  Everyone got their things ready prepared to leave. Brianna wanted to stay to clean up, but Denzel insisted she go home and he would clean up himself. After much argument, Brianna finally agreed to leave.

  “You can go lay down, baby girl, while I clean up. I’ll be right there,” Denzel told her, once he shut the front door and they were alone.

  “No, I’ll stay with you,” she yawned. Denzel gave her a look.

  “Charm,” he sighed. “You’re exhausted.”

  “I know. But I don’t wanna alone.” She hugged herself and sat on a stool in the kitchen.

  “Suit yourself,” Denzel said. Since he knew she was waiting up for him, Denzel worked as quickly as possible, getting the dishes and the pots and pans into the dishwasher. Once that was done he wiped down the stove top and the counters then swept the floor. Charm just stared at him dreamily, partly because she was tired, but also because he was sexy.

  “Alrighty, let’s go,” Denzel said, flipping off the kitchen light. Charm jumped up ready to get to the bedroom. As they walked through the house, Denzel flipped off all the lights. She wasted no time hopping into his large bed and sinking into its softness.

  “Oh,” she moaned, as the bed conformed to her body. Denzel chuckled and turned the lights off. After a minute, she felt the bed dip with his weight, as he joined her. He spooned her, bringing her body close to his, and digging his head into her neck. Charm felt her body sink into the bed and with Denzel’s warm body next to her; sleep came over her easily.

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  The sun was just coming over the horizon when Charm’s eye’s creaked open. She could tell it was still early, and she should be sleeping well past the crack of dawn, based on how little she’d slept at the jail. But her body felt as if it was on fire. Her clit was throbbing hard, begging her to give it some attention. Denzel was still spooning her and she could feel the hardness of his shaft against her ass. Charm closed her eyes trying to go back to sleep. She couldn’t wake him up this early just to fuck her. Wait, what was she thinking? It wasn’t like he was going to bark at her if she woke him up for sex. And she felt as if she sprung a serious leak.

  “Denzel,” she whispered, bumping her ass against his arousal to wake him. But he was deep in his sleep. Charm shimmied out of her shorts, then reached back and pulled the front of his underwear down. The heaviness of his arousal sent butterflies through her stomach. She needed to have him inside her.

  “Denzel,” she said, with much more force in her voice. She squeezed his tip and that finally got him to stir.

  “Hm? What?” He asked, sleepily. Charm shuddered. His voice heavy with sleep turned her on even more. She lifted her top leg and tried maneuvering his shaft to her opening. Denzel was still in the haze of his sleep, but when he felt Charm’s heat begin to wrap around his shaft, he slowly began to wake.

  “Please, get up,” she begged, as she tried to slid him further into her. Denzel kept his eyes closed, but he was well aware of the wetness that surrounded him. He held Charm’s leg up, underneath her thigh, and shifted his hips forward, entering her slowly. She threw her head back and moaned passionately. Denzel bit down on her shoulder, as he began grinding inside her. She was so damn wet and gripping him so tightly Denzel was seeing stars. He had made plans to make love to her soon, but he didn’t want to rush her into it after her whole ordeal. But to wake up like this, was every man’s dream.

  He pumped his hips faster, sinking deeper into her. He released her shoulder from his mouth, and began sucking on her neck. Her voice was quivering, as her moans got louder, and louder. Sensing her release was just an inch away, he reached forward and pinched her clit. Her body stiffened in his hold, as her hips bucked wildly.

  “Fucking hell,” he grunted. She came so hard, Denzel had to pull out of her, so he didn’t bust his nut too quickly. He let go of her and rolled onto his back.

  “Damn, baby girl. You know how to wake a man up.” Charm rolled over with him. She was breathing heavily and the look in her eyes was almost crazed.

  “I’m not done with you,” she rasped. She threw her leg over his hips and straddled him. Denzel held her at the hips, and helped her slide down his shaft. Once she got comfortable, she leaned forward, and began rocking slowly.

  “You’re so damn wet,” Denzel groaned. “Fuck!” Charm pressed her hands against his chest, to use it as leverage. She began isolating her hips, bouncing it hard against his shaft. Her orgasm was so close, yet, so far away. It was like she was running a race, and could see the finish line, but it would take her miles to arrive. So she quickly hopped onto her feet, squatting on his shaft.

  “Wait-oh sh-” Denzel sat up quickly, trying to stop her from bouncing. If she kept going, he was gonna pop. He took her by the hips and flipped her over landing her beneath him. Denzel pushed her legs back up against her chest, and braced himself on her thighs. He entered her again, not stopping until he was buried deep within her. She screamed out as he began pumping in her guts. He thrusts was unrelenting, as he held her in a tight ball. She pressed at his stomach.

  “Am I hurting you?” He grunted.

  “No,” she gasped.

  “Then move your hand,” he ordered. “This what you woke me up for right? Move it.” But Charm didn’t move her hand.

  “Charm,” Denzel warned. “I said move your hand.”

  “Wait, wait,” she moaned. There was no waiting for Denzel. She’d gotten him amped up, and he wanted to get as deep as he could inside her. So because she was holding him back in this position, he let her legs down and pulled out of her. She let out a deep breath, but he wasn’t letting her off the hook that easily. He took her by the hips and flipped her on her hands and knees. He spread her knees apart, and just for a moment, he admired how her ass splayed in front of him. Her pink insides were glistening back at him. He could see her clit jumping, and that just meant she was begging for more. Grabbing her cheeks, he entered her slowly. But as soon as he was nearing the hilt, Charm was reaching back to stop him.

  “Too deep!” She cried out.

  “Too bad,” Denzel gritted. He grabbed her wrists and held them together at the small of her back. Now there was nowhere for her to go. He started off slow, grinding inside her sopping wet insides, that slushed and slurped, talking to him.

  “I’m coming,” Charm breathed, clearly loving his slow grinding. Denzel’s eyes went to the back of his head as she creamed on him. Her ass began to quiver, the round mounds trembling with her release. Denzel pulled out of her and rubbed her clit with his throbb
ing head. She jumped at the sensation. Holding her wrists with one hand, he took his other hand and rubbed her curvy bottom as if it was a crystal ball. When he filled her back up, it was like he was feeling her pussy for the very first time again. She would always feel new and good to him and he wanted to keep it that way.

  His began thrusting harder this time, after having given her an orgasm with his slow strokes. With her chest down on the bed, and him still holding her wrists, there was nowhere for her to go. She was literally, surrendered in front of him.

  Charm didn’t know why she let him put her in this position. She was a fool to think he would slow stroke her, after she’d woken his ass up, craving the dick. Now, with her head in the pillow, she was damn near screaming her lungs out. His dick was deep in her guts, hammering at an even pace, making her pussy weep, but beg for more, at the same time.

  “Denzel!” She screamed, her knees getting weak.

  “Don’t you dare!” He shouted. He used his free hand to hold her by the hips to keep her from falling onto her stomach.

  “I can’t-can’t-”

  “Fuck,” He growled. With quickness she couldn’t track, she was being dragged to the end of the bed. Denzel was standing behind her, holding her hips in his hands. Her feet was hanging off the bed because he was holding her up. And then he was inside her again.

  “Oh my God,” she gasped, clawing at the bedsheets. With him holding her at the hips, this way there was no way she was shifting her position. She could claw, scratch, and squirm, but his dick didn’t stop pummeling through her. He held on and fucked her thoroughly. In the years she’d been with Terrell, this kind of pleasure Charm had never experienced. Her stomach tightened, as the urge to urinate cramped her.

  Denzel let go of her hips, making her flop on the bed on her stomach. But he stayed deep inside her, and hovered over her, caging her with his body.

  “Don’t fight it,” he rasped, biting her earlobe. He grunted, as he kept thrusting.

  “I don’t wanna…. Pee on you,” she cried out. “Stop and give me a minute.” But he didn’t stop. He just kept thrusting, pushing his thick shaft through her sensitive walls. Charm’s eyes closed, as her mouth gaped open.