Page 9 of Still Made For You

Jett was not my usual type, as I normally steer clear of the pretty boys, especially the high yellow ones. However, he was nothing like any other man I’ve ever dealt with.

“I-I, this is hard for me. I’m not used to being in someone’s space like this. This is the fourth night that I have spent at your house. I know you have to be growing tired of me by now.” My insecurities were speaking louder than I expected, but I couldn’t hold it in. Staying overnight at a man’s house was something I didn’t do. It went against every rule I set for myself. You’re supposed to get the dick, get your shit and go home.

Jett had me breaking all my rules, and it was so uncomfortable for me. Not because I didn’t like it but because I could feel myself falling into this routine. We’d wake up together, make love, take a shower, and then go to work in our separate cars like a perfect couple. Even though we had no title, neither of us were dealing with anyone else. Jet made it clear he didn’t want to share me with anyone else, and I didn’t want to share him either.

That’s how I knew I was in too deep. He had somehow infiltrated my heart, and now I didn’t know what to do next. We stared at each other for a while until he pulled my face to his. Feeling his soft lips on mine reminded me of the way those same lips had kissed every inch of my body just hours ago.

Jett was a pleaser. He made sure my body was completely depleted of all liquid before he finally got his. I’ve never been with a man like that before. Most men only cared about getting their rocks off, and then they were ready to leave, but not him. Jett took his time with me. He studied the ins and outs of my body so much so that he knew spots that only I’d discovered because of him. In the beginning, I thought that this was just a sex haze. Figuring that after a few romps, I’d get bored, like I’ve done in the past. This was different, though.

Not only was he in tune with my body, but he was also well-versed in my mental state as well. I’d open up to him about my past, including the trauma I experienced as a child. I thought that would scare him off, but it seems to have brought us closer. I’ve been attending this support group at church, and I will admit that it was nothing like I thought it would be. It felt like a real family, and all the women were so supportive; although I hate reliving moments of my past, I’ve noticed a change in my sleeping patterns almost instantly.

For so long, I relied on sleeping pills and alcohol to help me escape the nightmares. Now I can’t remember the last time I had one. It felt good to be free. Sometimes, you think that if you bury something deep enough, it won’t hurt you, but all it does is tear you up on the inside.

“You’re the one making this hard, Ma. I’m not going anywhere, so you might as well accept it for what it is. I’m going to love you so hard you have no other choice but to love me back. Now, we can do this the easy way, or we can do it your way.” He stroked my cheek with the pad of his thumb.

“What happens when you change your mind? When you wake up and decide that you want something better? Someone less damaged.”

I hadn’t even realized I was crying until he swiped a tear away.

“I already told you what it is. We’ve been playing this cat-and-mouse game for months now, and I’m done with it. I want you. Scratch that; I need you. You’re not the only person benefiting from this relationship. You bring me just as much peace as you do stress.” Leaning forward, he placed soft kisses all over my face.

“I can’t believe you said that. I do not stress you out.” I laughed because even I knew that was a lie.

“Shit, you could’ve kept that lie to yourself. I feel like I need to get a gym membership with the way your ass keeps trying to run away from me. You’ve got me out here thinking. I’m ugly or something.” Gripping his chin, I pulled him into a kiss.

“Now, who’s being dramatic? You know you are fine as hell. A little too fine if you ask me, but I’ll let it go for now.” I snickered at his frowned-up face.

“Too fine? I’ve never heard anything like that in my life, baby. Either way, I just want you to know that I’m going to take good care of your heart. I’m not going to let you run away from me because I know we’re supposed to be together.

I’ve always thought you were beautiful. It was your attitude that kept me looking the other way. Now I understand you on a deeper level. You just needed someone who would take the time to pull those layers back. I’m him.”

This is exactly what I mean when I say that he reads me like a book. He always knows just what to say to make me feel cared for and wanted. I never had to worry about him using it against me or making me feel less than. Jett made it clear that it was okay for me to be myself. He never judged me, nor did he try to change me. All he asked of me was that I keep it real and that I trust him. Now, I can admit the latter of those was not always easy for me, but as time has gone by, Jett has shown me the possibilities of real love. Now, I was nowhere near ready to settle down and start a family or anything, but this was nice. My prayer was that he never gave up on me.

“Are you sure I look okay?” I pulled on the hem of my dress as we walked towards his mother’s house. I’d never been introduced to a man’s parents, so my nerves were getting the best of me. Jett insisted his mother would love me, but it still didn’t feel any better.

“You’re fine as fuck, baby.” Lifting my hand in his, he kissed the back of my hand for reassurance. I’d recently discovered how much I loved physical touch since Jett came into my life.

No matter where we were, he always found a way to put his hands on me. I’d grown so used to it, it’s become a craving of mine.

“Relax, ma. I’m telling you, Ma Dukes is mad cool. She’s not the judgment type anyway, so she won’t care about what you have on. Now quit being so damn scary.” The moment he knocked on the door, I thought I would surely pass out.

“Why didn’t you use your key, Jayjay?” A gorgeous, brown-skinned lady asked while stepping back to let us in the house. The resemblance between the two was uncanny, so I knew she had to be his mother.

“You know I don’t like to use it at nighttime. Who knows what you may walk into.” They both stared at one another as if they were communicating with their eyes.

“It was one time, Jayjay. It’s time for you to get over it. Plus, Eddie works nights now, so you have nothing to worry about.” I snickered because it was obvious Jett must have caught his mother in an uncompromising position at some point.

“Yeah, I’ll continue to knock. Anyway, Ma, this is my girlfriend, Serenity. Ren, this is Ma Dukes.” My hand was out for her to shake, but instead, she wrapped her arms around me like the old ladies at the church. I hated long hugs because I swear it broke down my defenses. Her hug felt as if it were coming from someone who’d known me for years.

The perfume she wore carried a floral scent that I really liked. I made a mental note to ask her about it later.

“It’s nice to meet you, beautiful. You can call me Mama Rose. Jett’s been talking about you so much I feel like I know you already. Dinner is ready, so I hope the two of you are hungry. Your brothers are already here with their families.” The aroma filling the house had my stomach growing, so I couldn’t wait to see what she made.

“You already know I’m ready. I even brought my own to-go container, so when it’s time to leave, you won’t have to waste any of your bowls.” Jett grinned while holding up the bag that was in his hands. She laughed as the two of them hugged.

“Some things will never change. Go wash your hands and show Serenity where the washroom is,” she commanded. The devious expression on his face made my pussy thump in response. Jett turned me on without even trying most of the time, but I could also tell when he was up to no good.

“Yes, mama, I’ll take her right to it.” Mama Rose gave him a side eye before swatting him on the arm.

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