Fell For The Wrong One

by Tay Mo'Nae

want to meet and marry my soulmate. Someone who loves me unconditionally, someone who’s my best friend, who I can confide in and trust to lead. I’m not weak-minded, I don’t need a man for anything. I’m very independent, but I’m willing to submit to the right guy.” My last statement caused something to flash through his eyes, making heat rush through my stomach. “I also tend to fall fast too, which is something I’m trying to work on. Intimacy and feeling secure in my relationship and partner are really important.” This time a nervous laugh left my mouth. “Anyways, I have a big heart, and I’m unselfish with my love. Unfortunately, sometimes that’s taken advantage of.”

“I’m looking for a partner, an equal. My woman should trust me to lead her and trust I would never steer her wrong. I’m a provider and a giver. I love to spoil my woman. Hell, I’m not gon’ flex. I can be a clingy nigga. I want my woman’s attention as much as I can have it and want to give her mine just as much. When work stresses me out, I want to be able to come home to my girl and feel peace and serenity. Your body is your temple, and I have no problem worshipping my lady’s, showing her how true those words are. I love hard. When I’m all in, I’m all in. If I love you, I won’t be able to keep my hands off you. Not all women can handle all that properly, so I keep it tucked away until that right one comes along.”

“Keep still. I’m trying to eat!”

“I don’t think I want to cum anymore,” she whined. Chuckling, I ran my hand over her ass cheeks. “Nah, you said you wanted to cum, so that’s what the fuck you gon’ do,” I said, giving her ass cheek one last kiss.

No one would ever sway my feelings or have an input on my love life, but that didn’t mean I didn’t want the people closest to me to support my decisions.