The Gardener: BWWM Romance Series (The Handyman Series Book 3) Read online

  “Stay?”

  “Come inside… please. We need to talk.”

  Kai entered and I shut the door behind him.

  “What do we need to talk about?”

  “You shouldn’t be apologizing, Kai. I’m sorry I couldn’t be real with you. I’m sorry I didn’t see after all this time how much you stood by my side.”

  “It’s nothing.”

  “Kai the truth is… I don’t feel nothing for you.”

  “What do you feel Shontal?”

  “I… don’t know what to say. I never expected this.”

  “Never expected what?”

  “To fall for my gardener.”

  “Shontal…”

  “I’m being real Kai. For the first time in a long time, I’m being real with you.”

  “What does this mean then Shontal?”

  “Stay for dinner? At least do me that favor.”

  Kai grinned.

  “What are you making?”

  “Jerk chicken Alfredo.”

  “Jerk chicken?”

  “It’s Jamaican. It’s spicy.”

  “Like you,” Kai replied.

  I laughed, “Who said I was Jamaican?”

  Kai approached me and wrapped me in a hug, pointing at the Jamaican flag magnet on my fridge.

  “Oh yes. My sister got it for me.”

  He kissed my cheek then pulled away.

  “No,” I whispered, “come back.”

  I leaned forward and kissed him again. Kai pulled away.

  “Are you sure you want this?”

  “Yes. I’m sure.”

  “I’m gonna let you lead the way then.”

  “No… I don’t want that.”

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  A mischievous sparkle glinted in his eye.

  “What do you want then?”

  Heat rushed to my cheeks. I wasn’t accustomed to being so forward with men, especially not men who looked like my gardener. Kai had the perfect face, thick brown hair, the perfect body…

  I was old enough to be his mother -- if not that, at least his aunt. Unraveling before him could be… risky.

  “Shontal, you don’t have to be afraid,” he encouraged.

  “I know.”

  “Then ask for what you want…”

  “I want you to take my clothes off.”

  “Good. Now we’re getting somewhere.”

  He reached for the buttons on my blouse and undid them with mechanical precision and delicate focus.

  He bit down on his lower lip as he exposed my bosoms, caged by a lacy black brassiere. He slid the shirt off my shoulders. He kissed my shoulders and a shiver rushed down my spine.

  “Don’t be shy,” he muttered.

  “I don’t do stuff like this.”

  “Neither do I Shontal.”

  He kissed me again and reached behind my back for the clasp of my bra. He unhooked it and my large breasts swung into view. Heat rushed to my face again. It had been so long since a man had seen me in a state of undress like this.

  My consciousness about my large chest, my sagging flesh, and my voluptuous hips rose.

  “You’re beautiful,” Kai whispered.

  He lowered his lips to my breasts and started flicking his tongue around my nipples. My tension relaxed and I moaned as his lips and tongue worked their magic on my sensitive breasts. His hands wandered down to my stomach. I recoiled as he touched my tummy, which had grown wider as I’d grown older.

  “Relax,” he whispered, “You’re beautiful Shontal. You’re beautiful just the way you are…”

  Flaws and all, Kai wanted me. I reached forward and felt his hardness straining through his pants, desperate to emerge and desperate to dive between my fleshy folds.

  He reached for my pants and unzipped them, sliding the linen around my thick thighs and tossing them to the side. The pants peeled off easily and I lay before him more exposed than ever. I leaned back and Kai slid between my legs. I could sense he wanted to rush things but his restraint was impeccable.

  He pressed his hand to my wetness on the outside of my underwear.

  “Wet,” he whispered.

  He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of my underwear and slid it off.

  He spread my thighs apart and licked his lips as if he were about to indulge in a five-course meal. His eyes gleamed, round beads of desire set in his skull. He moved his face closer, gripping my thighs with lusty tightness as his tongue inched closer to my wetness. I spread my legs and relaxed as his tongue slipped between my folds.

  I gasped. His hands squeezed my thighs prying them further apart as his tongue massaged circles around my clit which grew engorged with desire as his tongue slipped up and down. Heat exploded in my chest and a loud moan erupted from the depths of my lungs.

  Encouraged by my moaning, Kai pressed his tongue deeper and massaged the length of my wetness repeatedly. The apex of my thighs trembled as he slid his tongue between my folds and nibbled on my dampened pussy lips until I approached a rousing orgasm.

  I arched my back, allowing him greater access to my wetness. Every inch of my pussy dripped with arousal. My hair had come undone and long black tresses with streaks of grey hung down my shoulders. I pressed my head into the pillow. Kai moved his fingers between my legs, massaging my lips with his index finger as his tongue circled my clit.

  I cried out as he slipped one finger between my sensitive folds. Every inch of my damp flesh burned with arousal. The gentlest touch pushed me closer to the edge. Kai pulled his finger out of my tightness which had clamped down around it and I emitted a loud cry as I screamed in pleasure from the sensation of his finger sliding against my g-spot.

  “Oh you like that huh?” he whispered.

  Taking a second finger, he inserted both of them between my thighs, causing me to cry out in ecstasy. He used his hands between my legs until I exploded with the force of another climax. With his fingers between my legs, Kai poked out his tongue and started to probe my folds again. His fingers stroked my g spot as his tongue rolled around my clit and I cried out again as I reached another explosion.

  The force of my climax was too strong…

  I gasped for breath and struggled to fill my lungs with air as I bucked my hips up and Kai continued to stroke my wetness. The rhythm of his fingers working me to another point of ecstasy overwhelmed each of my sense with pleasure. I cried out as sharp stars blurred my vision. I gasped, crying out again

  I must have faded into unconsciousness because the next thing I heard was Kai repeating my name as if he were muttering a prayer.

  “Shontal? Shontal? Shontal?”

  “MMmm,” I groaned.

  “Are you okay?”

  “Y-y-es.”

  He propped my head up and kissed my forehead.

  “What happened?”

  “I… came too hard.”

  He smirked, “That’s only happened to me a few times before.”

  A few?! This man’s fingers were more magical than a concert pianist's.

  “Breathe…”

  I inhaled and my chest shuddered with the breath. I saw stars again and I groaned.

  “Too intense?”

  “Maybe.”

  “Too bad. I had more in store for you.”

  He kissed my forehead.

  “I want more.”

  “Not tonight.”

  “Then when?”

  The words just slipped out.

  “Tomorrow,” he promised.

  “Kai… I’m not married. I can’t have you coming by tomorrow,” I argued in either a moment of clarity or confusion.

  “If you don’t want me to come...I’ll respect your wishes, ma’am.”

  “Come at night… please? I don’t want my neighbors to get the wrong idea.”

  He smirked.

  “So prim and proper.”

  “Is there a problem?”

  “No. I like it. It means it will be more of a surprise when I get you all naughty…”

  “Kai!”
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  We laughed and then he kissed me goodbye.

  As I lay in bed that night, I couldn’t help but panic. What had a done? How had I invited this man into my life so casually? I’d promised myself I would never be that woman. Hell, I wasn’t that woman. Kai had an effect on me I hadn’t expected. I noticed all the tiny things he did for me and when I really thought about it… he cared. Married or not, he cared about me.

  I knew what we were doing was wrong but my God, I couldn’t stop myself.

  The next morning, I called Tasha, the one woman I knew would understand me. I owed her an apology and an explanation. I told her about Kai -- about the roses and how he’d given me the most pleasure any man had in my life.

  Her advice was simple:

  “You deserve to be worshipped for the beautiful black Goddess that you are. Don’t deny yourself a man who bows at the altar of your body.”

  I wanted to believe she was right, but I fretted over Kai’s return all day. Once dusk dimmed the bright summer day into a cool grey night, Kai arrived in his truck, parking outside and walking to my door dressed in a clean white t-shirt and the jeans he wore to garden, only cleaned up. His work boots still had a little dirt on ‘em but that’s what you get when you deal with a country boy who knows how to use his hands…

  Kai knocked on the door and entered. After fussing over what to wear, I’d decided on a cream-colored shift dress that cinched at the waist and hugged all my curves.

  “You look incredible,” Kai murmured, kissing me and grabbing my waist in greeting.

  I kissed him back, worried for a moment that we’d skip the formalities and jump straight into the bedroom. I couldn’t have that…

  But Kai was a gentleman. He handed me a single pink rose and offered me a bottle of wine.

  “I figured you’d want to take it slow tonight.”

  “Thank you. I’ll get glasses.”

  “No, no, allow me, ma’am. Have a seat and relax… I’ll treat you.”

  Getting doted upon by my attractive gardener had already raised my self-esteem. His careful affection, his attention to detail and his calm patience with me bestowed upon me a comfort and safety I’d never felt with a man. I’d certainly never expected to feel this way with anyone younger than me…

  He poured us glasses and sat with me, sipping his wine as he gazed at me intently.

  “What are you staring at?”

  “You.”

  “Why?”

  My cheeks blushed a mulberry hue.

  “You’re beautiful, that’s why.”

  “Kai!”

  “I mean it. Why do you look away from me whenever I say that!”

  “I’m not looking away.”

  “You are.”

  He reached for my hand, forcing his eyes to make contact with mine.

  “Shontal, you’re beautiful. What’s going on between us… it’s not just some fling for me, I hope you know that.”

  “You don’t trim other bushes in the cul-de-sac?”

  He chuckled.

  “I don’t. I care about you, Shontal. You’re special. You’re special to me.”

  “Thank you.”

  I paused.

  “You’re special to me too. Not just ‘cause of the garden.”

  He moved closer to me. His wine was finished and I was halfway finished with my glass.

  “Finish this up,” he said, “I promised you something great tonight and I intend to deliver.”

  I grasped the stem of my glass and tipped the rest of the gently burning liquid down my throat.

  “Done.”

  “That’s my girl.”

  My heart raced as he said ‘my girl’. He leaned over to kiss me the instant I set the wine glass down and the energy in the room changed. As soon as his lips touched mine, an electric desire sparked to life in my very soul. This was more than just the red wine talking. I wanted him. I needed him.

  I reached for his pants, at the base of his abdominal muscles where all his desires came to life in his throbbing staff. As my hand touched his package through his pants, I gasped and recoiled.

  “Is that…”

  He chuckled, “Sorry about that. I guess he’s happy to see you.”

  “It’s huge,” I murmured.

  “Patience,” he replied, “You’ll see in good time.”

  “Oh, Kai…”

  “Don’t be shy baby girl, I know you can handle it.”

  He kissed me again and I relaxed in his arms, forcing myself to believe that I could indeed handle it. He reached beneath my shirt and pinched my nipples through my bra.

  “I can’t wait to see how wet you are.”

  My thighs twinged with desire from his words and hot breath tickling my ear.

  Kai reached behind my back and unhooked my bra with one hand. With my breasts released, he pulled my shirt over my head to expose my chest. My body curved and rolled with delectable perfection. As my voluptuous body spilled into view, Kai’s excitement grew more visible. His pale skin flushed a deep red and he hurried to slip my bra off my shoulders and expose my mahogany colored breasts to the cool air of my living room.

  “Do you mind if we do it down here?”

  “I don’t mind.”

  “Good. ‘Cause I can’t wait another moment for you.”

  His hands proceeded to knead my breasts as his tongues flicked over my nipples. He seemed to relish the flavor of my breasts and the thick sizable flesh that responded eagerly to his slightest touch. My nipples hardened, the color of blackberries. His tongue flicked across them again and wetness pooled between my legs.

  My breath quickened as he reached beneath the layers of my flesh to the buttons of my pants.

  “I love your body…” he breathed.

  I couldn’t wait for him to undo my pants and throw them off. He fiddled with the button until it passed through the loop and even more of my curves spilled out of them. I watched as his cock stiffened in his pants. He kissed me again, pressing his lips to my neck and sucking on my flesh as he maneuvered the pants over my thick fluffy hips.

  “Don’t stop…” I whimpered.

  I don’t think he’d had any intention of ever stopping. He had me naked before him, splayed out in resplendent beauty. I’d never felt so confident in my curves, so assured that the man before me was truly aroused by not just my body, but the woman beneath the flesh.

  He slipped his fingers between my lips and groaned.

  “So wet…”

  He stood before me and stripped down to nothing slowly as if he were putting on a show just for me. His shirt came off first and I glimpsed the perfectly cut body I’d watched prune my rose bushes for so many years. His abs glistened, his biceps bulged perfectly as he flexed before me. A throbbing pleasure pulsed between my legs again.

  He reached for his belt buckle and my eyes remained glued to him with intense fascination.

  He removed his belt and unzipped his blue jeans, pulling them to the ground. His cock strained through his boxers. I couldn’t keep my eyes off his hardness. Kai had to have the biggest cock that I’d ever seen. His member strained through the thin cotton barrier like a giant anaconda waiting to burst forth.

  He slipped the tight boxers over his athletic ass cheeks and brought me face to face with his impressive member. The organ pulsed with large veins wrapping around its length. Not only was the length impressive, but the thick girth which rivaled that of an Arizona iced tea can.

  I gasped.

  “How… What…”

  I whispered under my breath like a woman possessed. I hadn’t yet laid hands on the immense member, so I was not yet sure what I was seeing wasn’t just a mirage.

  “Closer…” I whispered.

  Kai stepped closer, his member swaying against his thighs, a thick fleshy baton.

  I touched it.

  “It’s real,” Kai said as if he could read my thoughts.

  “How will it--”

  Reading my mind again he replied, “It will fit. Rela
x. Let me take care of you.”