The Encounter

Chapter 9

Blessing pov:

He close his eyes and takes a deep breath, I was so tense I thought I’d break from how hard I was holding my emotions back, he slowly steps back, staying out of my reach “what about now. Are you ready for marriage?”….

I stared at him not sure how I got so lucky to have a man that’d wait two whole years for me even without me asking, and smiled with tears in my eyes, how I wanted to say yes, how I’d love to do the happily ever after with him, but I knew I couldn’t, not with me being a mother and most certainly not with him being the father of my son, I knew I couldn’t say yes, and it broke my heart to watch him realize I wasn’t going to accept his proposal again. I watch him tighten his jaw and watch his eyes grow darker than I’d ever seen, I could tell he was hurt and was doing his best at keeping it hidden. My heart broke for the man I loved, but I was scared of what he’d do if he found out about Jordan, I didn’t want to build my hopes up again and have them crash to the ground when he does, I couldn’t rebuild myself a second time, it was better this way

I lowered my head as I whispered ”I’m sorry, I’m truly sorry Cola, you don’t deserve this, I don’t know what to say but I know that I’m deeply truly sorry”…

Cola steps forward tentatively and touch’s my face like he was trying to memorize it, he slowly leans down and softly kisses my lips, gently at first but as I don’t respond it gets stronger, hotter as he demanded for his lover my lips hurt from the amount of force he was using I wasn’t ex to cry more than anything I wanted to kiss home back, to comfort him and tell him it was a lie that I wanted nothing more than to be his wife, to let him know we had a son and we was a family, as tears roll down my checks and pain filled my heart my body starts to tremble, he doesn’t relent even when a muffled sound of pain escapes my lips he grabs the back of my head and kisses me hard, demanding for something I desperately wanted to give but couldn’t. When he finally broke the kiss my head hurts and so does my neck from how aggressive he’d been, Cola doesn’t spare me a glance as he turns to the bar grabbing the bottle of whiskey he walks towards the staircase and starts climbing up, I try to say something but all that comes out is a broken sob, he doesn’t stop but continues to match up the staircase until he disappears, I didn’t know how I’d held myself together but the moment he was out of site my legs give way and I fall to the cold ground I silently cry, from the pain I felt for the stupidity of my actions for the man that I’d lost, cause deep down I knew that man that had kisses me looked just like Cola but that wasn’t him, the darkness in his eyes had never been there that cold unfeeling man was a stranger to me.

Colas pov:

I could taste both blood and tears in my mouth, I knew she was hurt, I knew what I’d don’t but at the time I couldn’t control myself, I couldn’t bring myself to stop all I wanted was for her to kiss me back why did she have to be so stubborn, was it a crime to love her, if someone else had been with her this past few years I didn’t care I won’t give her up ready or not she was my wife and I won’t ever let her go, I’d lock her up if necessary I won’t allow her to leave me again

Was it so difficult to see that I loved her, I hated myself for being a monster I’d kissed her till she bleed my own Blessing my Queen cried.

when I touch her, good her lips felt so soft, so succulent so divine all I wanted was to drown in them all I wanted was to hear her begging me for me, I felt I’d change her mind it’s make her realize how much she’s missed me I quest I was wrong it wasn’t desire I’d seen in her eyes earlier maybe I was wrong and she had only been polite tonight but heavens bear me witness this woman was mine and nothing would stop me.

By the time I’d cleaned up and gathered my emotions again I put on a sweatshirt over my pajamas pants taken the empty bottle of whiskey with me I head downstairs, I was certain she was still there, she couldn’t leave without my permission. When she finally comes into view my heart breaks at the sight of her balled upon the floor her wig discarded to the side, I’d been upstairs for over two hours and she must have fallen asleep after crying, I take a breath and still my emotions as I walk to the bar to drop the bottle she lifts her head up, her eyes were so bloodshot I almost collapsed when I see them, she looked broken, he lips were still swollen and I could clearly see the cut I’d give her out of desperation to get a response from her, she puts down her head and sniffles I walk up to her and struggling with my emotions I bend to pick her up she seems so light all of a sudden like she’d lost a ton of weight in two hours, I take her up the stairs and straight to my room, I was hurt and upset with her but I couldn’t leave her on the floor and I won’t give her a change to hate me, she could hate me true but she had to understand that I wasn’t gonna let her go again, the sinner she did the better for us, I’d prefer her to be with me willingly but I wasn’t above forcing her to stay by my side.

I take her into the bathroom, she need to have her bath and I didn’t care I was gonna take care of her love or no love, she could refuse the proposal all she wants she’d be my wife by the end of this year and that was final.

As I start to undress her she frantically try’s to struggle i over power her pinning her hands above her head she looks at me and I could see the fear in her eyes, she was scared? Did she think I’d force myself on her? I could never, I may take a kiss forcefully but not her body I could never forgive myself for that. Seeing how pale and frightened she looked something in me cracked and I soften, loosening my grip on her hands I clean her tears with one hand and whisper to her “I just want to help you clean up, I won’t hurt you, I’d never hurt you like that, as I start to work her buttons I let go of her hand I could tell she was exhausted and barely had any strength left, I sit her down and take off her shirt and trousers, seeing her in nothing but a Lacey tong and a half cup bra was to much I could feel my palms start to sweat and my breath come in short rapid pants I needed to control myself, she looks everywhere but at me.

Grateful for the loose sweatpants I stand up clearing my throat I turn to the bath tub clogging it I turn on the hot water using the sound of rushing water to cover the sound of my deep intake of breath I steady myself.

As I turn around she’s still sitting and looking on the floor I walk back to her and stand her up I take off her panties first, going on my knees, the light cluster of black curly hair was so tempting all I wanted to do was bury my face in her , all I had done to get my breath under control was for nothing, I get up and she turns around at this point all I could do was pray that I had the strength to keep my promise to her, I unhooked her bra, I take her up in my arms and walk to the bathtub letting her feet touch the water as I watched her reaction she seem okay with the temperature so I slowly lower her into the tub. She still doesn’t spare me a glance and this helps to get my emotions under control as I berate myself for going crazy over a woman that only felt pain and probably disgust by me. This seems to have worked for a few minutes until I see the dark circle of her n*****s peaked and peeking just above the water, wet enough to make my mouth water, and hard enough to make me want to wrestle them

The desire to take them into my mouth was both blinding and deafening, I could hear a long whistling sound in my ear and my hands of their own accord stretch towards one breast but hanged right above it. It took every inch of my self control to not touch her for I knew the moment I did them my words to her would become nothing, I knew if I touched her I’d want to taste her and once I did I won’t be able to stop myself , I’d longed for her for over two years and no woman had ever been able to satisfy me since I’d made love to her. I stand up abruptly and head for the door rushing out of my bathroom as if he’ll was on my heels.