Only One for Me (22 page)

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On their last night on the island
after they ate the delicious lobster dinner the chef had prepared,
they relaxed in the hot tub staring up at the stars and sipping on
champagne. Cannon had turned off the outside lights and lit candles
all around the hot tub. It created a romantic ambience when she
walked outside completely shocked by his surprise. He had champagne
cooling and Duke Ellington strummed through the speakers that
looked like rocks in the landscape.

It was simply amazing, and she didn’t
want their time on the beach getaway to end. After planning the
wedding for their friends, they definitely needed the vacation. The
only thing left was Doug’s bachelor party, which was going to be
held in Las Vegas thanks to Rasheed who was letting Cannon use his
private jet and connections to stay at a penthouse of one of the
casinos. They were to fly out after the rehearsal dinner on
Thursday night and come back early Saturday morning.

Yasmine had already begun plans for
Sherika’s wedding shower/bachelorette party that would last all day
on Friday, beginning that morning at the spa with facials,
mani/pedis, massages, and a brunch catered by Shelbi. In attendance
would be the bridesmaids, Sherika’s mother, aunts, and friends.
Because Doug and Sherika were moving to Madrid, they didn’t want to
ship a lot of wedding gifts over. Instead, in lieu of gifts they
asked for donations in their name to be donated to their favorite
charities. That evening, the real festivities were to begin without
Sherika’s mother and aunts at the bachelorette party at Yasmine’s
house. She convinced her mother—which wasn’t hard to do—to spend
the night at her boyfriend’s home.

Yasmine was glad her and Cannon
finally had a conversation about their relationship and that it
would turn long distance soon. She definitely didn’t mind flying to
Memphis on most weekends to visit. She’d done that when her mother
first started her chemo treatments, but it started to wear on
Yasmine mentally and physically, which was why she decided to take
the sabbatical. But now this situation was different. She couldn’t
go to Memphis every single weekend to visit. They both had work
commitments and other obligations. What about the times when he
would have to go out of the country for Doctors Unlimited? She
completely understood those trips, but there could be two to three
months where he would be gone at a time. He’d told her a few weeks
ago that because of the practice, he didn’t like to be out of the
country for extended amounts of time. However, he was the CEO of
Doctors Unlimited, and he checked on the clinics to ensure
everything was running smoothly especially the newer
ones.

She sipped her champagne and stared at
the handsome man sitting across from her with a sexy expression on
his face.

“
What are you gazing at?”
she asked, gliding over to his side of the hot tub and sitting next
to him. He placed his arm around her, and she nuzzled on his
shoulder.

“
You’ve been daydreaming
for the past five minutes. Whatcha thinking about?”

“
Just how relaxing this
trip has been. I haven’t really just breathed since I found out my
mother had breast cancer. I feel like I’ve been on the move
nonstop, and add in planning Sherika’s wedding.”

“
And then me.”

“
Yes, you, but I’m so
happy you’re back in my life. I don’t even know how I lived it
without you.”

“
I ask that myself every
day especially now when I watch you sleep.”

“
Wait.” She sat up and
faced him with a wide grin on her face. “When do you do
that?”

“
Sometimes, I get back up
once I’ve put you to sleep and do some work on my laptop, and I
can’t help but glance over at your angelic face.” He trailed a
finger down her cheek, raised her hand, and kissed it gently. “I
have to admit, now that you’re back in my life, I sleep so much
better. I don’t know what I’m going to do when you move back to
Atlanta this summer.”

She sighed, for she didn’t know
either. “We’ll work it out.” She squeezed his hand, and he pulled
her onto his lap, pressing her forehead against his. “Just take it
one step at a time like we’ve been doing.”

He kissed her gently, coiling his
tongue around hers in a slow, tender caress releasing erotic moans
from her. His hands glided down her back, unhooking her bikini top
on the way to her derrière, cupping it and bringing her closer to
him. His manhood was nestled in between her thighs, and she wanted
to remove his swim trunks and ease herself down on his hardened
cannon. The warmth of his lips trailed down to her neck as he
removed the bikini top. She leaned back from him, her hair touching
the water as he licked and sucked on her neck.

“
Are you trying to brand
me?” she asked, knowing all that hard sucking would definitely
leave a mark.

He laughed quietly. “Already did years
ago all over your sexy ass body. Why do you think no other man has
ever triggered your erogenous spots?”

“
Arrogant ass.”

“
Thank you.” He pulled her
up, slid out his trunks, and placed her back on his lap. His hand
glided under the water and moved aside her thong bikini bottoms.
Lifting her up, he pushed her back down onto his glorious rod inch
by inch until he was buried in her to the hilt, hitting her g-spot
immediately. Her breathing stifled as she wiggled her hips to get
comfortable. Whenever she was on top of him, she always needed to
readjust to accommodate his size as a slight pain shot through her
gut. His hands clenched her bottom, and he began to move her up and
down at a slow pace, eliciting muffled moans from her. She buried
her head in the crook of his neck and held onto his shoulders,
digging her fingernails into them. This sensual momentum was
inflicting passionate waves of heat to crash through her, and she
began to speed up their rhythm. Her amorous cries became more
fervent in the night air.

He pulled her head out of his neck so
that they were face to face. “Oh, so you want it faster?” A sinful
smirk inched across his lips.

She leaned over and whispered in his
ear making sure her tongue was in it, “I want it every
way.”

And with that, he began meeting her
halfway with hard thrusts, setting her insides on fire. The water
around them began to splash out of the hot tub, extinguishing most
of the candles, and their erotic moans silenced Ellington’s piano
masterpiece.

The build up to her climax came as
soon as he entered her, and she rocked back into the water as he
pulled her to him over and over until she slumped on his chest
trying to catch her breath.

“
How else do you want
it?”

“
From … the
back.”

“
Oh you up for all kinds
of challenges tonight?” he said, lifting her off of him. He stood
and grabbed a towel from the side, folded it, and placed it back on
top of the hot tub.

“
It’s not a challenge,”
she said with a slight neck roll. “I can handle what belongs to
me.”

It was completely dark except for one
lone candle, but she could see his sexy smile and his eyebrows go
up.

“
Oh really? Place your
knees up here.”

“
With pleasure.” Once she
was in position, she wondered what the hell he was doing back
there. She heard the water move behind her, but he still hadn’t
entered, and she was shuddering with anticipation. And then she
felt his hand caress the back of her neck while the other one
settled his penis between her butt cheeks, moving it up and down
but not entering just yet.
Dammit, he is
about to drive me crazy tonight.

He moved his body over hers and
replaced his fingers on her neck with his blazing tongue, releasing
an earth-shattering cry. He moved his free hand around to her
breasts, kneading and tantalizing them. She banged her palm on the
side of the hot tub. How much more stimulation could she take she
didn’t know. She was so engrossed with his tongue dancing wickedly
on the back of her neck, a long surprising gasp escaped from her
when he entered with one long thrust. She almost fell over, but he
held onto her hips tightly. He pushed her all the way out from him
and then all the way back with one long motion over and over. No
inch by inch this time. She couldn’t contain her passionate moans
that became louder with every second. She hoped no one called the
police, but the good thing about the Arrington beach house was it
was completely secluded. However, as loud as she was, she swore she
was breaking the sound barrier.

“
You do realize I’m
standing still,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m only moving you. Let
me know when you want me to begin.”

“
Begin.”

Cannon chuckled and kissed the side of
her neck as he began to thrust into her, once again sending her
almost over the edge of the hot tub, but she knew he wasn’t going
to let her go.

His thrusts became more powerful as
his groans began to match hers. The pain and pleasure he was
bestowing upon her seemed to go on forever, and knowing Cannon’s
stamina, it was, especially when she glanced up and saw that the
moon had moved. When she finally felt him about to release he
shuddered behind her, slamming into her over and over. His
scorching tongue on her neck sent her into a state of oblivion as
her orgasms began to overlap each other.

He pulled out of her, and she turned
back to see why the hell he stopped. In one swift move, he jumped
out of the hot tub and picked her up, carrying her to the outdoor
couch under the veranda. Cannon grabbed a condom from under the
throw pillow and rolled it on as she almost began to laugh, and he
winked at her. He was always prepared for anything no matter what
the situation.

He laid down on top of her and raised
her legs—that had turned to jelly—around his middle and entered her
this time slowly. He moved at a steady pace, which she was grateful
for, and he rested his forehead on hers, reaching for her lips in
between breathing. She closed her eyes and let the passion and love
for him over take her, meeting his unhurried rhythm that was in
complete sync with each other. His sweat dripped down on her face.
She could taste the saltiness of it, but when she opened her eyes
she could make out in the moonlight that it wasn’t sweat. The salty
taste was falling from his eyes, and she reached up to kiss them.
He smiled and kissed her deep as her own emotions welled
up.

“
Never … letting … you go,
dammit.” He cupped her face in between his hands as tears ran down
her cheeks—hers and his. “You hear me?”

“
Yes, baby.” She placed
her hands over his.

Cannon’s body quivered against hers,
and she could feel the pulsating of his penis inside of her, and
she tightened her muscles around it.

“
Goodness, Yaz! Shit …
awwww … baby! Yes … woooo.” He stopped thrusting, and his body
shivered as if it was fifty below zero even though it felt more
like two hundred degrees, since they were both saturated in hot
sweat and tears.

They held onto each other’s hands on
her face, staring at each other for a while until their breathing
returned to normal.

“
You look so beautiful
with the moonlight shining on you,” he whispered.

“
I love you.”

“
I love you, too, Angel
face.” He kissed her softly. “Can you think about something for
me?”

“
What’s that,
Cannon?”

“
Moving back to Memphis
permanently.”

“
I can definitely give
that some consideration.”

Chapter
Eleven

Yasmine sat on Cannon’s couch
reviewing her syllabus for the regular semester to see how she
could reduce it to only eight weeks. She wanted to get her own
personal tasks out of the way because Sherika was flying into town
tomorrow and getting married four days later. Yasmine knew once her
best friend arrived, she wouldn’t have any free time. There were
last minute fittings, airport pickups, final payments to drop off,
and shopping. Sherika had been a nervous wreck the last time they
spoke so Yasmine scheduled a massage for just the two of them as
soon as Sherika arrived tomorrow morning. Yasmine knew she needed
to be with her best friend as much as possible, which meant time
away from Cannon, but he had a list of things to do with Doug as
well.

Cannon was still at the practice but
would be home soon. Dinner was already cooked, and she sighed as
she realized she was getting used to their routine.

Her cell phone ringing interrupted her
thoughts. She picked it up and saw it was Dean Patrick, who oversaw
the English Lit department. Yasmine had left her a voicemail
earlier.

“
Hello, Dean
Patrick.”

“
Hello, Dr. Dubose. I
received your message about the syllabus information.”

“
Going over it right
now.”

“
Perfect, because I wanted
to ask you something. I’m looking at the online enrollment for the
class, and it seems that there are more students registering to
take the online version. You did an awesome job with the online
class last summer, and I wanted to know if you could do it
again?”