Harmony
I stare at the side of Jaheim’s face while he sleeps, a million thoughts racing through my mind. Mostly, the way I feel about him. I wonder how long it took Ella and Davonyé to say the L word to each other, cuz this shit I’m feeling feels a helluva lot like love.
He’s consumed my world, is all I see, and it would be so easy for the word to come out of my mouth. I know from seeing my family with their mates that they just ‘get on’, but I still feel like this is too good to be true and that surely, it can’t be this easy to connect with someone.
And the sex, so far, is out of this world.
My body aches in places it never has, even though we ain’t even fucked yet. He made me climax for so long before bed that I lost my damned mind. I wonder what the kratius looks like, cuz I could’ve sworn I went there.
I know I pushed him to the edge, but it was hard not to. Watching him fall apart when I touch him is addictive. Seeing how much my hands on him disarms him is something I’ve never known. And those untamed growls he releases when he’s at his end… they speak to my fucking soul.
It was seven in the morning when I text dad to say that I was fine and that I’d given Jaheim the rundown of what he was and who we all are. I didn’t get a chance before then, cuz I had Jaheim’s hands on my body and his dick down my throat so many times, I’d lost count.
He was definitely feeling on cloud nine when I finished with him.
It feels so good to make him feel good, and it’s almost like my happiness depends on his. All I’m worried about now is what’s gonna happen with our living situations. Jaheim’s home is Ontario, not Montréal, and the thought of him leaving again and us having to live a ten-hour drive apart, makes my chest feel tight with longing.
I wonder if he’d stay here and move into my new house once it’s built…
He stirs and then when he opens his eyes, they light up as if he's surprised to see me. “So I wasn't dreaming.”
That makes me smile. “No dreams here.”
“It feels like it.” He pulls me against him to breathe deeply in my hair. “What are your plans for today?”
I inhale his scent, too, letting its calming effects wash over me. “To spend it with you—if you're not busy?”
He holds me a little tighter. “I'm not.”
“I’ve gotta study. I have exams all next week.”
“I need to work, too. Let's get groceries in. I don't think there's much food here.”
I nod against his chest. “Shower first?”
He kisses my head. “Second.”
***
We go to the store and end up with two full carts of food. Jaheim has a thing for steak, unsurprisingly, but also chocolate cake and plantain chips. He threw in a lot of snacks, and too many packs of powdered donuts to count. I know he’s feeling a way about my weight, but I’m already noticing the changes in my body from it coming back, thanks to Ella.
Once we get back to the apartment and put the groceries away, we both sit on the sofa in silence to work. Jaheim, only wearing sweatpants, has two MacBooks set up; one on his lap and one beside him, and I have my Mac beside me with my schoolbooks open at various pages.
He asks what I’m studying, and I tell him business, and about my plans for my free schools, which seems to impress him. So does the fact I'm a year ahead.
“What do you do?” I already know from Carr, but I still ask.
His eyes all the way light up at that, and I love it because he hasn't worn his contacts. “I own a real estate company. King properties... and a few other things.”
I nod. “So you're rich?”
He chuckles. “You could say that. But you are, too, aren’t you, Princess?”
“Not really me, but my family is. We're kinda billionaires.”
His eyes widen, and I laugh.
“That kinda happens when you live a long time. My grandad’s over five hundred years old.”
He releases a whistled breath. “Damn.”
“Yeah. So money isn't an issue.”
“I see.”
“We give a lot to charity, though. We own a lot of businesses. My Aunt and Uncle own art and a few galleries. They own an airline, too. Between us all, we have a lot of assets – even islands, and they get passed around the family every-so-often to avoid the whole living forever thing. We own the James hotel in Old Montréal, too.”
Realisation hits him. “Oh, so that's how you got the keys to that fancy suite.”
I smirk. “The look on your face was funny.”
He rolls his eyes and I smirk. I wanna know what he’s gonna do now. Is he planning on staying around or are we gonna do the whole, long-distance thing?
I rest my Mac down and go over to him. I pick up his and rest it next to his other one before straddling him. I’m only wearing one of his work shirts and he rests his hands on my thighs as I run my fingers through his hair.
He briefly closes his eyes and I lean forward to rest a kiss on his forehead. He smells so good, and his fine ass body is a serious distraction while I’m trying to study.
“What are your plans now, Boo?”
“With what?”
I run my hands over his shoulders and feel his dick harden between my thighs. “Well, I know your home is Ontario...”
His hands suddenly slip to my waist before they tighten. “I’m not leaving you, if that's what you're asking. I can work from wherever, but I do need to travel sometimes for work.”
Shit, that makes a bitch happy as hell.
He smiles up at me. “Does that make Princess happy?”
I nod. “All the way happy.”
He strokes my hips, seeming lost in thought. “Good, cuz that's how I want her.”
My heart flutters when he says that. Should I ask him my other question?
He narrows his eyes. “What?”
Butterflies fill my stomach. I hope this shit ain’t too soon… “So, as you’re sticking around… my parents wanna build me a house a few miles from them. I know we don't really know each other yet, but how would you feel about living there with me? At least until I've changed. If you wanna move after, that's cool, but it’ll be surrounded by forest and will be a lot more private for—”
“Yes.”
I blink at how fast he answers. My heart stops trying to kill me, too. “Are you sure?”
“Positive. Where's the land?”
“I'm not sure exactly.”
He pushes his hands up my shirt and palms my breasts while rocking his hips so his dick rubs against me. “Can you find out?”
My body ignites, even though we’ve made each other cum twice today already. “Uh-huh…” I wish he’d just fuck me…
One of his hands disappears from my breasts and reappears on my bare pussy. I close my eyes and gasp when he forces two fingers up inside me. “Your sweet fucking essence is soaking my sweats.”
I hear one of his body-shaking growls and release a whimper myself. “Just fuck me, please…”
“Jesus, Princess… I can’t…” He shifts beneath me and then hot, silky-smooth skin is suddenly resting inside my drenched pussy lips.
I take a quick look down, my heart racing uncontrollably from seeing his dick against me, but I quickly close my eyes again and throw my head back when he rocks his hips.
The buttons on my shirt rip from their holes, scattering across the couch and floor, and then his body is flush with mine and he’s holding my ass in his palms, rocking me harder against him.
I blindly reach for his strong shoulders and moan as his length strokes my bead, my juice coating the both of us. He makes me so damn wet... “Please…” Hell, I know he can’t, but I can’t help talking shit to him.
“I can’t,” I hear him whisper. He leans back and gently bites my right breast, making my lower belly cramp in longing. “I’d kill you.”
He pulls harder on my ass, grinding my pussy on him, over and over, building me up to the point of no return with every stroke, every synced roll of his body against mine. I’m so close and already know it’s gonna fuck me up.
“Boo…” I reach for his hair, crying out in ecstasy as I feel the first tremble between us. “Oh, God, Baby…”
“Yes, Princess… Fall apart on my dick… I wanna feel your essence all over me.” He holds me tight while he does the work, my body jerking with the most intense orgasm he’s given me so far.
My head throbs with each gasp for breath, my toes curl so tightly they hurt, but the incredible pleasure that ignites inside me is something I’ve never even come close to feeling before.
And it lasts so long, again. I dunno how he does it, but these extra-long climaxes are both mind and pussy destroying. I’m gonna be mentally insane by the time I change.
Lawd…
He finally lets me regain my shit, and I look down when I feel him raise his head. “Harmony…”
My heart flutters, miss-beats, and all types of unfamiliar shit from the way he looks at me. If his beautiful eyes ain’t telling me something…
I lower my lips to his and softly kiss him with everything I feel. I wanna change his life so damn bad, but if anything, he’s all the way changing mine.
He buries his head against my chest when I release his mouth, and I just hold him in silence for the longest time. His dick’s still hard, but there ain’t nothing sexual about this anymore. This is a Queen comforting her King while he tries to make sense of how he’s feeling.
It’s okay, Boo. I love you, too…
“I need to wash up,” I finally hear him say, after I don’t know how long.
“Yeah, you do…” …need to wash up in my mouth.
Hell, I’m hungry as hell anyway.
He frowns as he looks up. “Why you say it like that for?”
I pull out of his hold so I can get to my knees. “Because I agree.”