The Naughty Sins Of A Saint (43 page)

“I like that. What does it mean?”

“It’s Egyptian. It means ‘handsome.’ He looks like me, so you know,” Saint laughed.

Xenia slapped his hand, “Still vain! Even on this special day we don’t get a break from your arrogance. Nothing changes,” she laughed. “I like that though. What about a middle name?”

“I wanted to honor my mother in some way too, so I was thinking of ‘Jewel,’” Saint said as he delicately touched the top of his son’s head. “‘Jewel’ isn’t Korean, obviously, but there’s a boy’s name that’s similar to it that my mother always loved. What do you think – Hassani Jewel Aknaten?”

“I love it!”

“I love you. I’m proud of you, blessed, and grateful.” Saint kissed the top of his son’s head, closed his eyes, and melted in the moment.

* * *

“Come on now, stop being stingy,” Saint said, his face smooshed between two pillows as he laid his long, muscular leg across Xenia’s.

“Get your heavy-ass leg off me!” she laughed. “You’re gonna wake the baby with all of this foolishness.”

“You’re making far more noise than I am, Little Mean Ass,” Saint said as he moved the sheets to the side and knocked her legs apart with his knee. Lying between her thighs, he looked into her eyes and gripped her hips. He glanced quickly over at the bassinet. Their son was fast asleep. “He should be in his own room by now. It’s right next door,” Saint whispered as he kissed her neck. He pinned her arms above her head, kissing and sucking her neck urgently. Xenia moaned, quaking from his touch.

“Saint, we can’t! He’ll wake up!” Xenia whispered half-heartedly. “We should wait,” she smirked.

“Xenia, you want it as bad as I do. I’m not trying to hear that. It’s time – the recommended six weeks. You know you want to give it to me, so stop playing games,” Saint grinned. “Now come on,” he said as he lowered his mouth down to her bare breasts, wrapping their bodies up in the sheets. He kissed all over her, massaging her gently, then moved back up to her breasts, enjoying their fullness. She shut her eyes and held him close as he ravished her body, bathing her from head to toe in tiny kisses. She watched as he disappeared under the covers. Bracing herself, she giggled as the covers rustled. She gurgled as she felt him not waste any time. He slid his thirsty tongue up and down her pussy, lightly licking her lower lips and sucking her delicately.

“Mmm,” Saint moaned as he continued to delight her orally. He could feel her wetness increasing. “I missed you so much,” he mumbled.

“Missed me?”

“Not you, her. I’m having a private conversation here. Do you mind?” Saint said as he ran his finger over her pussy lips. Xenia laughed.

“Oh, my God. You have issues.” She laughed again as she watched the sheets move up and down as he moved his tongue in and out. She closed her eyes, moaning loudly, trying in vain to control her volume. He moved up to her clitoris, stroking it lightly with the tip of his tongue as he slipped two fingers inside her.

“Ohhh. Ahhh. Uhhh,” Xenia moaned, moving and twisting her hips. “Damn it.” She gripped the sheets as she came, Saint kept right on, licking and sucking lightly on her clit until another orgasm came and grabbed her, never seeming to let go. Her toes pointed straight down as her entire body received wave after wave of lovely sensations. Saint continued, slowing down gradually as he listened to her heavy panting. He came up from under the covers, smiling as he kissed her cheek.

“You’re so good to me,” he said with a wide grin. “You gave me breakfast in bed.” Xenia laughed. Saint lie down on his back and stretched. He cleared his throat. Xenia looked over at him and turned back around. Saint cleared his throat again. “Uh, hello?” he said. Xenia burst out laughing again. “I was getting to it. Damn, you’re impatient!”

“Well, what’s the hold up? You need to make change for a dollar or do a crossword puzzle real quick? I don’t understand what’s taking so long,” Saint joked.

Xenia moved between his legs, taking his thickness in her hands, licking it up and down slowly. Saint groaned. He looked down at her and smirked. “Aren’t you going to tell him that you missed him too?” he asked with a fake sad face. Xenia burst out laughing, causing vibrations against his dick.

“Mmm, that felt good. A hummer, do that again,” he said as he reached down and stroked her hair. Xenia hummed, moving her lips across his shaft, down to his balls and back up. She went back up to the head, sucking lightly. Saint’s stomach tightened as his climax approached.

“Mmm, yes. Baby, I want to feel you now. How do you want it?” he asked as he looked at her releasing him from her mouth.

“I think we better be careful still. Definitely no doggie style yet,” Xenia warned.

“OK, I’ll just get on top, missionary style. We’ll keep it shallow,” Saint said as he waited for her to lie on her back. He caressed her cheek before lying between her warm, soft thighs. Saint moved his hands to her ass cheeks, squeezing them as he eased his way inside. Xenia grimaced.

“You OK?” he asked, immediately stopping. “Do you need more time?” he asked sincerely.

“No, it’s just that nothing’s been in there for a while,” she smiled. “I want to. I’ve wanted to make love to you for weeks,” she admitted.

Saint started up again, moving at a snail’s pace until he was all the way inside. “Everything OK?” he asked softly in her ear.

“Perfect, it’s perfect,” she said, welcoming her husband’s dick back home. Her pussy contracted around it, embracing it, loving it. His body jerked involuntarily as he felt her muscles hugging him.

“Damn,” he sighed. “It’s been the longest six weeks ever. You feel so wonderful, Baby,” he said as he started to slowly thrust in and out. While he made love to her, he thought about their life together. He thought about the first time they met, the first date, the first kiss, the first time he made love to her, the first post-marriage argument, and now their first child. She looked up at him, desperately wanting to read his thoughts.

“I love you so much,” she sighed.

“I love you too, Baby.”

“I never would’ve imagined that this would be my life, that I’d be married to someone like you, have a newborn, and give up my career yet be the happiest I’ve been in my entire life.” Xenia shook her head in disbelief.

“You didn’t give up your career. It’s just on ice right now, and when you go back to it, you’ll be running everything yourself. I’m just glad I finally found you. I was looking for you for a long time.” He gripped her hands with his. Their bodies melted together, thrust for thrust, orgasms building and exploding repeatedly.

Xenia’s eyes watered. “You say some of the most beautiful things.”

“And I mean them – every word.” He nestled in close to her, breathing heavily in her ear as he gyrated his hips, moving in short jabs.

The baby began to stir. “Uh oh,” Xenia said. “Hassani is waking up,” she warned, lifting up a little so she could see him squirming about in his bassinet, his big, dark-brown eyes wide open to the world.

“No, no,” Saint panicked. “I’m almost there. Come on. Lie back down,” he pleaded. “I won’t go for seconds, I promise.”

Xenia laughed. “You know we can never do it just once? Besides, he probably needs to nurse.” She squirmed beneath him. Saint rose and sped up, trying to hasten his destination.

“Saint!” she squealed. “You’re not right. You’re not being right.” Xenia’s eyes widened as she laughed and pushed upward on her husband’s chest.

Saint laughed. “All I need is two more minutes – three max!” he begged. He looked over at Hassani, who was now kicking his chunky legs in the air. “My son’s cock blockin’!” Saint laughed.

Hassani started to whine and look around. His thick, black wavy hair shone as the rising sun began to break through the window.

“Saint, he’s up. I need you to face reality and let me get to him,” Xenia said firmly. “Now. I’m sorry, but this will just have to…” Xenia gasped as Saint reached down between her legs and delicately strummed her clitoris while he moved in and out of her at an angle, hitting a special spot deep inside her. Hassani quieted down and fell back to sleep.

Saint laughed as he continued to make love to her. “See? Everyone is happy now.” He kissed her lips, dropped down to her breasts and sucked her nipples, then moved back up until Xenia felt his breathing increase as he pumped harder.

“Mmm! Mmm! Uh!” Saint rocked, arched his back and groaned. “Ahhh! Shit! Yes!” Saint’s body slowed to a crawl. He lie limply on her body, his eyes closed. He wanted to stay right there like they used to, but now there was someone else to consider. She rubbed his shoulders and kissed the top of his head. She felt the warm breath come out of his mouth onto her chest as he fought the urge to fall asleep right then and there. He finally rose and stretched his naked limbs. She sat up and prepared to get off the bed.

“No, lie right there. I’ll get him and bring him to you,” Saint assured as he made his way over to Hassani. He looked down at him and smiled. “Wake up, Baby Boy,” Saint said sweetly as he cradled his son in his arms and walked him over to Xenia’s side of the bed. He laid him down on his back, opening up his blue-and-white striped swaddle. He pressed his thumbs along the side of the diaper, removing the tabs then gently cleaned Hassani with a warm wet wipe. He put a fresh diaper on him, then wrapped him back up. Xenia watched proudly, opening her arms as her husband placed their son onto her breast, helping him latch.

‘It couldn’t possibly get any better than this,’ he thought. ‘This is what life is all about. This is what I’ve wanted for so long.’

Hassani’s pudgy little feet wiggled in the tight confines of the soft fabric as he noisily nursed until finally he kicked one leg loose. Saint laughed and sat down on the bed next to them.

“You’re a squiggly little guy.” Saint laughed and smiled as he caressed his son’s leg, bending down and kissing the small diamond-shaped birthmark on his ankle before wrapping it up once again in the swaddle.

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About the Author

Tiana Laveen was born in Cincinnati, Ohio and now resides in Kentucky with her husband and two children. She enjoys a fulfilling and enriching life that includes writing books, drawing, painting, listening to music, cooking, and spending time with friends.

Tiana Laveen is a uniquely creative and innovative author whose romance fiction is geared towards those who not only want to temporarily escape from the daily routines of life, but also delve into social taboo as it pertains to interracial relationships. Tiana creates a painting with words as she guides her reader into the lives of each and every main character.

Her first book series entitled
Cross Climax
tackles interracial dating, marriage, and sexual relationships head on without any false bravado.
Cross Climax I
and
Cross Climax II
allow the reader to dive headfirst into short stories that are packed with seduction, romance, and heart-pounding punch. The two novels in conjunction lead to a surprising, but fulfilling conclusion.

Her third novel,
The Slave Master’s Son
, transports readers back to a time and place where interracial relationships were not accepted by the dominant society. The novel delivers a scintillating, historical account of one family’s struggles to deal with love, lust, and consequences.

Her fourth novel,
The Naughty Sins of a Saint
, tells the story of Dr. Saint Aknaten, a sex therapist and public speaker who preaches his controversial philosophy –
that all non-Black men should pursue Black women. Along the way he finally meets his “queen.” All is good until those threatened by his ideologies take action to permanently stop him. Saint must confront both personal secrets and his nemeses if he is ever to live peacefully.

If you wish to contact Tiana Laveen, please send an email message to
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Reading Group Discussion Guide

1.
     
Saint made reference multiple times to Black men not fulfilling their duties to Black women. Do you agree with him? If so, why? If not, why not?

2.
     
How do you think Xenia’s previous relationships impacted her initial response towards Saint?

3.
     
Saint and Xenia married just a few days after their first date. What does it take for such marriages to be successful?

4.
     
Xenia’s mother treated Saint coldly upon first meeting him. Why? Was she right for behaving in such a way?

5.
     
How do you think the rocky relationship between Saint and his father influenced Saint’s adult life?

6.
     
Saint suppressed interest in understanding his psychic powers until Raphael confronted him. Why?

7.
     
Saint and Xenia have a fervent love life. Do you think they will be able to maintain the same intensity as time goes on?