Page 22 of What You Do To Me
And when it’s over, over.
All said and done, my baby.
I’ll be right there if you just give me a chance,
And marry me! Ooouuu.”
My jaw hit the floor when I realized it was Jamie Foxx. I turned around abruptly to say, “Baby it’s Ja?—"
When I noticed him, he was down on one knee and my hand flew over my mouth. With a beautiful teardrop diamond ring extended in my direction he began to speak.
“On the flight over you said you couldn't wait to be my wife, so what do you say baby? You gone marry a nigga?”
I know my makeup was fucked up by now but at this moment I could care less, I nodded my head up and down and answered him.
“Yes, of course I’ll marry you.”
Standing to his feet, he closed the ring back into the box then he closed me in his embrace.
“You ain’t have a choice anyway.”
“Why didn't you put the ring on my finger, Babe?”
He let me go then grabbed my hand. “Because I’m 'bout to put the wedding ring on it. We can just put this one on a necklace or some shit.” Giving him a confused look, he clarified, “We’re about to get married now. If that’s cool with you that is.”
Here comes the damn tears again. I nodded my head up and down again,
“Of course, that's cool. Let’s do it.”
And that's exactly what we did. Right there on the beach with our family, I became one with my husband. Mrs. Jawan Jones. This was literally the best night of my life.
CHAPTER
ELEVEN
Jawan
“Got damn baby, ride that shit.”
Tiomi was riding the fuck outta my dick. Bitch had my toes curling and shit. I smacked one of her ass cheeks and started fucking her from below. As my strokes sped up, she started to run.
“Ba-Ba-Baby, please.”
I kept on at that pace, shit felt so fuckin’ good.
“Please what Tio? Talk to me.”
I pulled her forward so I could have full control.
“You want daddy to stop?” I asked her.
She responded by shaking her head no. She knows that wasn’t going to work for me though.
“Naw I don’t know what that shit means. Use your words, Baby.”
“N-n— oh God, no,” she groaned.
“Please don't stop, Baby.”
