Till Death Did Them Part

By Xlibris US

Life is not always what it seems. Sometimes the ones you love can be your worst enemy. Desi Williams never thought she would fall victim to the world by trusting those that lived in a circle of lies and deceit. The burden of pain she carried would haunt her. The secrets she uncovered would change her life forever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Mar 25, 2014
• ISBN: 9781493180127

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Copyright © 2014 by Deborah King.

Library of Congress Control Number:   2014903989

ISBN:   Hardcover   978-1-4931-8013-4

     Softcover    978-1-4931-8014-1

     eBook         978-1-4931-8012-7

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Rev. date: 02/25/2014

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CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

CHAPTER 1

The alarm clock went off, and I still felt the effects of the previous night.

Ummmmmmm, Tyrone, I groaned as I rolled over to the empty space next to me. I cracked my eyes open to the bright sunlight that beamed through the bedroom window. Knowing the bills are still coming, off to the shower I go. Damn was all I could say thinking about those strong arms that held me the night before, the way he rubbed my back, squeezed my waist, and rubbed those strong hands down my thighs. Slowly he kissed the back of my neck, inching down my back with his long wet tongue. He began massaging my buttocks, kissing my thighs while slowly turning me on my back.

Taking one breast into his warm mouth with his left hand and gently massaging the other one, he slowly rubbed them together while moving his tongue from one nipple to the next one. Rising up slowly, he gave me a little tease, rubbing just the head of his penis over my vaginal lips. I laid there shaking, as my body felt like it was going into a convulsion. I tried to control myself by taking a deep breath and holding it in. Then he pushed my leg into the air, kissing my thigh and making his way home. The feeling of his tongue inside of me sent me to the moon. Slowly he licked in and out, in and out, going in circles and gently sucking my cliché.

I could barely control myself. I grabbed his head with both hands, like a football, gripping tight and guiding it in the direction that felt best. Tyrone was groaning with every move, as if I were his favorite flavor. Coming up for air, he crawled to the top of me, face-to-face, kissing my forehead, then my cheek, then my lips. I could not let him take control, so I rolled him on his back, taking him deep inside of me. Slowly going up and down, with a circular motion in between, I held him down by the shoulders. The look of satisfaction on his face was overwhelming. I bent down to kiss his chest, licking his nipples. I rose higher, holding myself right on the tip.

I knew I had him right where I wanted him. I felt him gripping my waist tighter and tighter; he was about to come. He flipped me over and took control. He was out of control, going faster and faster, moaning and groaning. His eyes rolled to the back of his head like he was having a seizure. I knew it was time to step up my game, so I pumped harder and harder against his sweaty body. He rolled on his side, giving me the advantage, and I went to town, with him inside of me, our legs intertwined, both sweating and out of breath. Neither one of us would stop until we came. The moment was so perfect, so intense. I knew it was coming when he flipped me on my back and pushed my legs in the air. Pounding like a jackhammer, I would push him away while begging for more. The end had come, and all I had seen were stars.

That was a night to remember for both of us. Now all I have is the warm water from the shower streaming down my tired body. My shower was cut short from the cries of my baby boy, Devin. Devin was more than a handful. This two-year-old was always needed attention and kept me on my toes. My little one-bedroom apartment was just enough to make us comfortable. My hyper two-year-old was always within my sight, but that still did not stop him from terrorizing the place. I got out the shower and wrapped a towel around me. Devin had crawled to the door, banging his toy car on the floor to let me know he needed something.

Yes, sir, I answered him like he was the man of the house. He did his famous giggle and started bouncing up and down. I picked him up and sat him on the bed with his cup and favorite toy. After turning on cartoons to occupy him, I went to the living room to comb my hair and get dressed. Keith Sweat was playing on the mini boom box. The phone scared me, as I was slow dancing in front of the mirror to Make It Last Forever while curling my hair. Hello, I answered with attitude because of the interruption.

Hi, beautiful, the deep voice said; it was Tyrone.

Good morning, I said with a soft, sexy giggle.

Hey, you think I can get a ride to work? he asked. As usual, Tyrone drops the bombshell and ruins the moment.

Well, let’s see how I can get out of this one. I have to take Devin to day care because Niece went home last night, I said. Niece is my neighbor who babysits for me when needed. If I have to leave early for work, she takes Devin to day care for me in the morning. She keeps him some evenings so I can have time for me (or someone else).

Well, I will just catch the bus, he replied with attitude in his voice.

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