I'm tired of black men...but then again I'm not

Come with me to Boston!

Well, he did it again!

STOLE my motherfucking heart right from my chest, still beating and everything, like in the cartoons when they snatch the soul from the body. Yep, just like that, SMDH!

I'm laying here cloaked in his arms, staring up at the ceiling, like WTF!

He fucked me so damn good in his car. I came multiple times with his good-dick, having-self.

Shit, I'm getting wet all over again, just thinking about it.

Damn you, Justin!

Damn you for being so damn sexy!

Damn you for giving me everything I've ever wanted and needed in a man.

Shit, just damn you for being you!

Why does this man know how to get me all fired up, then turn back around and put out the same fire he kindled with his love and understanding?

Plus, he knows how to handle my erratic episodes, which most men don't.

So, that's why I always end up back here, in his arms, the place I want to be but don't need to be.

I know some of you are like, all it took was a little car fuck, and you are back into his arms... I know, I'm such a weak one, huh? SMH!

But that is far from the truth, I stood my ground, and I believe him, honestly. He was going to let me call that Mia chick without hesitation, and I almost was willing to call her, but I looked into those pretty emerald eyes of his as they pleaded for me to believe him and to trust him. I thought to myself; he has never given me any reason not to.

So here I lay as he breaths heavy next to me.

I love him so much it hurts.

Love has that effect on you, controlling you; even when you try to fight it, it still consumes you. Taking complete control over your brain cells, leaving you senseless and unable to make clear, precise decisions conducive to your health.

I kiss Justin's lips softly, taking in his handsome appearance. He is so beautiful and not just his exterior but his interior too. His soul is pure and ignites mine whenever he is in the vicinity of me.

This white guy really got your girl sprung.

Whoever knew he would creep into my life and thoroughly sweep me off my feet. Giving me everything I prayed for plus more.

His eyes gradually adjust as he awakens and takes in the sight of me.

"Waking up to your beauty, never gets old," he smiles while pulling me into him, sweetly placing kisses all over my neck, back, and shoulder.

"Good morning to you too," I smile as he takes in my natural scent that drives him mad.

"I want you to go with me to Boston for Christmas, to my Family's Annual Christmas party, and I'm not taking no for an answer" he snuggles his face into my neck, refusing to make eye contact with me, with me still cloaked in his arms.

"Well, it seems like you haven't given me much of a choice," I smirk.

I feel him smiling against my neck, " nope," he mumbles.

I giggle at his response. His ass is so damn silly, but Boston, to meet his parents?

Am I ready?

I'm not sure.

Would his parents accept the fact that I am black?

Will I be too BLACK for them because I don't water down my blackness for anyone?

I am unapologetically black.

"Don't overthink it, Virgo, they will love you" He answers my thoughts, and I am still trying to figure out how in the hell does he do that.

"I don't know Justin, is it too soon? We've only been dating for about 3 months." I inquire.

"No. You're the love of my life and soon to be wife. Hell, NO, it's not too soon. Plus I've met your parents already." he spurts out, now looking at me, searching my eyes to see if I've lost my mind or something.

In all honesty, I feel like I have. LOL

And yes, he has met my parents, but that was different. Most blacks accept anybody, it's just in our nature, but whites folks are a bit strange. They don't accept too easily, and I honestly wasn't expecting to meet his parents until we were married with 3 kids. SMDH!

"Babe, don't look at me like that. I am just saying; will they even accept the fact that I'm bla-" his lips slam into mine before I can finish my statement.

"Hush, I don't want to hear none of that. You're mine and have been since I first laid eyes on you, they will accept you because I love you and that's it," he says with his lips pressed against mine.

"But babe."

"Shh, I don't want to hear it, woman. I said what I said, plus I've already told my mom I'm bringing my girlfriend, so I have to bring you or I'll look like a liar." He yells out before hopping off the bed heading for the bathroom, laughing.

"Justin!" I yell, this damn man!

((Teaser)) Sorry, this chapter is so short. But the next chapter is where the drama occurs, and I take you on a complete roller coaster. 😁😁😁😁😁

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