Opening his eyes, he looked down at her and tugged her toward his bare chest. He planted a kiss her on the forehead. “Baby, I don’t want to think I pressured you into wanting this. I can make myself deal with us only being friends if that’s what you want,” he lied.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him lightly on his firm lips. “Darling, I want to give us a chance, unless you have changed your mind?”
He grabbed a handful of her butt, yanking her fully against his warm body. “Does it feel like I’m having second thoughts about us, Cinnamon?” he asked before his mouth swooped down and captured hers in a white hot kiss.
Moaning, Jenisha let her body succumb to the powerful domination of
Clinton
’s mouth. Standing on tiptoes, she pressed her body closer to his and ran her fingers through his hair, loving how the smooth stands brushed along her fingertips. But it still wasn’t enough to calm down the heat in hers. So, she rubbed her nipples against his chest and gasped when they hardened. It never felt this good with another man. Not once in her life had she wanted to make love to a man this badly.
Trying to regain her emotions and composure, she separated their bodies. “We need to stop,” she mumbled. “I’m not ready for this yet.” She felt the tension in
Clinton
’s body and knew he was barely holding on to his control.
“Baby, are you sure about this?” he breathed by her ear.
Tiny shock waves shot down her body, but she had to stay firm. She couldn’t allow him to make love to her yet. “Yes, I’m sure.”
Towering over Jenisha’s slender frame,
Clinton
wrapped his arms back around her body and tried to get his body to settle down. “All right, I can wait. I can’t expect both of my dreams to come true in one night,” he sighed, kissing her cheek. One wish down and two more to go, he thought.
“However, I want you to know, since you have agreed to be my girlfriend, that I’m going to tell you all the things I’ve been dreaming about since I met you. There are some things I haven’t even told
Hayward
,”
Clinton
admitted. “Some words are just meant to be spoken to the person you love.”
Jenisha rested her head in the center of
Clinton
chest and sighed. I really hope I made the right decision, she thought .
“Yes, you have made the right decision.”
Jenisha jumped back from his body and stared up into his face. A look of confusion passed over her beautiful features. “How did you know what I was thinking?”
“Baby, when are you going to believe me when I say we are soul mates?”
“After what just happened, I have to start believing you.”
As much as she wanted to discuss their newfound commitment, Jenisha knew she needed to discuss the email Principal Kimball sent her. “
Clinton
, we need to sit down so I can show you some of the suggestions Principal Kimball has for the school.” Walking back over the table with
Clinton
right behind her, she dug the email out of her purse and handed it to
Clinton
.
“I thought he didn’t want to be involved with any part of it. Why did he send this to you instead of me?” he questioned. “I gave him my email address that day I met him in his office. I don’t want anything to happen that he can blame you for later.” He had a bad feeling Mark wanted more than a professional relationship with Jenisha.
Sitting down, she folded her right leg underneath her left leg. “I think it’s wonderful you are so concerned about me, but I can handle Mark all by myself.”
Clinton
flashed her a perplexed look. “Why are you calling Principal Kimball by his first name?”
“I don’t know, it just came out.” Jenisha shrugged.
“Is there something you need to tell me about him?”
Clinton
asked.
Jenisha gave her eyes a quick roll before she answered
Clinton
. “About two months ago Principal Kimball…Mark asked me out on a date and I turned him down. Ever since then I have been on his most hated
She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him lightly on his firm lips. “Darling, I want to give us a chance, unless you have changed your mind?”
He grabbed a handful of her butt, yanking her fully against his warm body. “Does it feel like I’m having second thoughts about us, Cinnamon?” he asked before his mouth swooped down and captured hers in a white hot kiss.
Moaning, Jenisha let her body succumb to the powerful domination of
Clinton
’s mouth. Standing on tiptoes, she pressed her body closer to his and ran her fingers through his hair, loving how the smooth stands brushed along her fingertips. But it still wasn’t enough to calm down the heat in hers. So, she rubbed her nipples against his chest and gasped when they hardened. It never felt this good with another man. Not once in her life had she wanted to make love to a man this badly.
Trying to regain her emotions and composure, she separated their bodies. “We need to stop,” she mumbled. “I’m not ready for this yet.” She felt the tension in
Clinton
’s body and knew he was barely holding on to his control.
“Baby, are you sure about this?” he breathed by her ear.
Tiny shock waves shot down her body, but she had to stay firm. She couldn’t allow him to make love to her yet. “Yes, I’m sure.”
Towering over Jenisha’s slender frame,
Clinton
wrapped his arms back around her body and tried to get his body to settle down. “All right, I can wait. I can’t expect both of my dreams to come true in one night,” he sighed, kissing her cheek. One wish down and two more to go, he thought.
“However, I want you to know, since you have agreed to be my girlfriend, that I’m going to tell you all the things I’ve been dreaming about since I met you. There are some things I haven’t even told
Hayward
,”
Clinton
admitted. “Some words are just meant to be spoken to the person you love.”
Jenisha rested her head in the center of
Clinton
chest and sighed. I really hope I made the right decision, she thought .
“Yes, you have made the right decision.”
Jenisha jumped back from his body and stared up into his face. A look of confusion passed over her beautiful features. “How did you know what I was thinking?”
“Baby, when are you going to believe me when I say we are soul mates?”
“After what just happened, I have to start believing you.”
As much as she wanted to discuss their newfound commitment, Jenisha knew she needed to discuss the email Principal Kimball sent her. “
Clinton
, we need to sit down so I can show you some of the suggestions Principal Kimball has for the school.” Walking back over the table with
Clinton
right behind her, she dug the email out of her purse and handed it to
Clinton
.
“I thought he didn’t want to be involved with any part of it. Why did he send this to you instead of me?” he questioned. “I gave him my email address that day I met him in his office. I don’t want anything to happen that he can blame you for later.” He had a bad feeling Mark wanted more than a professional relationship with Jenisha.
Sitting down, she folded her right leg underneath her left leg. “I think it’s wonderful you are so concerned about me, but I can handle Mark all by myself.”
Clinton
flashed her a perplexed look. “Why are you calling Principal Kimball by his first name?”
“I don’t know, it just came out.” Jenisha shrugged.
“Is there something you need to tell me about him?”
Clinton
asked.
Jenisha gave her eyes a quick roll before she answered
Clinton
. “About two months ago Principal Kimball…Mark asked me out on a date and I turned him down. Ever since then I have been on his most hated
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