Love Locked Down

  I leaned back in the couch,silently looking at Dana for a few moments before speaking. It seemed like my looking at her only served to make her more nervous.

  “ So tell me Dana,why aren't you wearing your wedding ring?”

  “ Huh? Umm,what?”

  “ Married women wear their wedding rings. Like married men do as well.” I said holding up my hand to show off my wide diamond encrusted platinum band that matched Dana's perfectly.

  “ Hold on. Where did you get that? You didn't have that the day we got married.”

  “ Of course I didn't! I was in prison. What would I look like walking around a prison wearing a platinum and diamond wedding band? It's the match to the beautiful set you have that I notice you're not even wearing. My feelings are hurt. I had a valid reason not to wear mine, what's your reason?”

  “ Terrence you said you really didn't want me talking about us so I just thought...,”

  “ No I said I didn't want you discussing us with my sister. I don't want my sister all up in our business. Of course I want my wife to wear her wedding ring.”

  Well Terrence is opening the door so we may as well talk about this entire situation right damn now! Here he is asking me about my wedding ring, Tamera is tripping. We may as well clear the air. Dana thought.

  “ I'm glad you brought all this up Terrence because as of today I really have some things on my mind more than ever. First in regards to the ring now that you're actually here with me, I have no problem wearing it. I didn't wear it all this time ...I mean except when I went to see you because it was too hard to explain. I mean the ring is beautiful it. But how was I going to explain my sudden husband that wasn't around? I just figured I'd start wearing it all the time once you were released. So this leads me to my question.

  Do you really want to be married to me now that you're out Terrence? I know all the things we've talked about. I know we didn't get together in the most conventional way but we did say during these last few months that we'd grown to care about one another. Granted it's not love but it could get there. Why is your sister under the impression you're going to be all over New York chasing hoes now that you're home?”

  Chasing hoes? Where the hell did Tamera get that shit from? I had to restrain himself from laughing in her face. Dana looked serious as hell at the moment and I definitely didn't want to make whatever was bothering her worse.

  “ Dana,what could have given you the impression given everything we've talked about from the day my sister brought you to see me until now that I want any other woman but you ? We've talked about so many things since then. What have I done to give you the impression that I want to do anything other than make my wife fall in love with me when I came home?”

  Dana was speechless. She'd heard every single word he'd said simply because she hadn't been able to take her eyes of his full lips from the moment he began speaking. Oh my God! Is it hot in here? Dana's hand flew to her forehead. Her thoughts raced to those very words he'd told her time and time again during their brief conversations on their nightly phone calls. The letters he'd written her.

  “ Well?”

  “ Terrence, I feel like this because of some things your sister was saying today. I don't know...despite our conversations she just made me feel insecure about the possibility of you really wanting to be with me. Maybe you need to think more about this. I mean truthfully you were in a vulnerable position at the time,lonely...hell I'm sure you were missing women something terrible after almost two years. No sex. I just happened to be there and needed help at the time. I'll pay you back the money you lent me and we can end this so you can get on with your life okay.” Dana said springing up from her seat and running down the nearest hall. She had no idea where she was going. Terrence's place was huge,she opened up the door directly in her now blurry line of vision and quickly closed it behind her.

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  19. Walk Away

  Dana

  What the hell am I crying for? We only spent a little time together. I've never had sex with him before. Well at least not the full fledged thing. I can walk away with a clean slate. This entire situation is completely crazy! Once I start making some real money,I can pay Terrence his money back. And a divorce...annulment,yeah that's what we need! We haven't been married long anyway. I wiped the tears that had formed in the corner of my eyes and looked around the room. Great his bedroom. I wonder just how many women have had the the pleasure of laying with Terrence Hill in this big ass king sized bed? This looks like a man whores bedroom! I thought looking at the huge king sized bed with a high, quilted black leather headboard. The room was decorated in black,gray and accented with hints of red and silver. Clean and immaculate.

  I walked into his bathroom to take a look at myself. Just as I suspected, I looked a hot ass mess. I'm going to need a more expensive mascara! I turned on the water and splashed some cold water on my face. Terrence's bathroom was gorgeous,his and her sinks, a stand alone shower along with a huge garden tub. How many women has he had laid out in that tub? Stop it Dana! You have no right to question a damn thing about what Terrence has done in the past especially given the fact you just told his ass you want a damn divorce.

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  20. You Belong To Me

  Terrence

  I sat on the couch speechless. What in the fuck? Divorce my ass. I'm damn sure going to handle Tamera running her damn mouth about shit she has nothing to do with but I guess right now I have a blushing bride on my hands right now. I don't want anything ruining our first night together. So let me get my ass up and go in here and talk to this crazy girl. I thought laughing inside.

  I walked to my bedroom door and knocked.

  After waiting several seconds with no response I just walked in,hell this is my spot, what the hell am I knocking for? I walked towards the bathroom door and walked inside.

  “ Don't you know how to knock Terrence?” Dana asked wiping her eyes.

  I walked over to the sink and leaned against it staring at her. The last thing I'd expected on our first real night together in our own home was for us to be arguing.

  “ What are the tears about Dana?” I asked reaching out and pulling her between my long legs. Dana tried to resist but I was having none of that.

  “ Am I doing something to upset you? I didn't think I was but evidently I'm saying or doing something to upset my wife and that's not my intention.” I said running a finger down her tear stained cheek.

  “ Talk to me baby. I've waited months to be with you. I thought you felt the same way, but your whole reaction to me being home is saying something else. Tell me what I'm doing wrong? What I gotta do to make my wife happy?”

  Dana hung her head in shame. They'd waited all these months for this very day and here she was ruining it over nothing.

  “ You just did. I'm sorry, I just let my insecurities get the best of me concerning you.” Dana said wiping her face as she took a deep breath.

  “ You're my wife Dana. You belong to me and with me. It doesn't matter how we began. All that matters is where we're going. You don't have anything to be insecure about. I wasn't one of those locked up niggas talking to all kinda women because I was bored,needed money on my books or just was lonely.

  I was seeing someone when I got locked up but I ended it. I even stopped her from visiting. Now Dana I'm not gonna lie to you, I did my thing out here two years ago. I've had my fair share of women. But there ain't gonna be no woman out here that can step to you and tell you anything about your man...your husband is that clear? I'm your man. I belong to only you. A lot of shit is going to be happening for us. It's already in motion but I wanted a Queen by my side and when I saw you I just knew you had the potential to be that for me. I know we're still getting to know each other but I need you to trust I ain't gonna do you dirty.”

  As crazy as it was Dana believed every word coming out of his mouth but he and Tamera were close. Why would she just make those type of comments about him? I also trusted Tamera so why woul
d she try and hurt me?

  “ I know that you and Tamera are close Terrence, why does she seem to think you're just out there in regards to women?”

  “ What has she said?” I asked, my eyebrow raised.

  Dana ran her hand nervously through her hair. The last thing she wanted to do was cause problems between Terrence and his sister,but this was her marriage on the line.

  “ You know what Terrence never mind. I think she just makes comments about you not caring what I do because she doesn't know. You don't talk to her about me so she just feels like we just have this contract. Like you're just keeping track of me for money. I think we just all need to get together. I'm still not really speaking to my father much but I do want you to meet him, I barely know your mother, you have to meet Tamera's boyfriend Cordell....,”

  “ What the fuck did you say? Who did you just say is Tamera's man?”I asked my eyes flashing fire. I knew my tone was harsh but I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. Surely I'd just mis-heard.

  “ His name is Cordell. Do you know him?”

  “ Yeah I know that nigga. Look I'm done talking about other folks tonight. All I wanna do is concentrate on my beautiful bride.”

  “ Well what do you want to do?”

  “ That's a for real question? Ya' man been locked up for two years. I'm trying to make love to my wife. Oh! And I got you something too.” I said grabbing her hand and leading her to the kitchen. I picked up a manilla envelope and began trifling through some papers.

  “Here you go.” I said handing them over to her.

  “ What are these Terrence?”

  “ Read it.” I said pulling out my wallet. “ I got this one done today.”

  Oh my God, Dana though as read through the papers. Terrence had just handed her eight consecutive months worth of negative HIV test results. The paper from his wallet was the negative result from a rapid HIV test he'd taken earlier in the day.

  “ Wow. Umm okay.”

  “ I told you I ain't trying to hurt you. In any way. I wanted you to know I'm clean. I ain't been locked up fuckin' men or no shit like that. I seen some crazy shit in there though. Any woman that fucks with a nigga out of jail without proof he's clean is crazy as fuck. I seen some dudes I know of out on the streets and they straight bitches when they locked up and got women when they get out. So before I even met you I started paying for my own tests every month. I wanted to be able to show and prove when I got out shit. I got like a years worth in here if you wanna see them. So,where my proof you been a good girl?” I asked grinning.

  “ Are you serious? I don't need any tests.”

  “ Baby girl we all have a past. I should have asked you months ago to get tested too.”

  “ I don't need any tests. I'm...,well umm.” Dana stammered her voice growing so soft I could barely hear her.

  “ Speak up girl, I can't hear you.”

  “ Well umm, you just kinda assumed..., but well, I've never been with anyone before.” Dana said quickly walking into the living-room, she kept her back to Terrence to hide her embarrassment. Dana had easily avoided it during their conjugal visit. We had physical contact yes and if Terrence had wanted to take things further he would have found out. Instead Terrence insisted on waiting until he was released. Any confession was avoided. Terrence wasn't one of those type of men who sat on the phone wanting to talk about sex all those months. We had real conversations and had gotten to know each other. I knew that he probably assumed I was experienced, after all I was 22. Most women my age had been with multiple men by now but I'd never met a guy I really connected with before Terrence. Who would have ever thought the one man I wanted to be with more than anything would be a convict? Now I felt silly and inexperienced. I wasn't naïve by any means, I could only imagine how much sex he wanted after being locked up for two years.

  “ Don't look at me like that Terrence.”

  “ How am I looking at you Dana?”

  “ You're looking at me like I'm some type of alien. I know I'm not like the women you're used to being with but....,”

  “ You're not. That's what I like that about you. I wouldn't want my wife to act like some of the women I've been with in my past. The only thing on my mind right now is making your night special. Stop trying to fight with me Dana.” I walked over to the large bathtub and began running the water. Then I walked over to the sink and looked underneath until I came up with a bottle of scented bath oil. I hope this shit ain't expired. The last thing I wanna do is give my wife a damn rash! I looked over the bottle and didn't see an expiration date. After pouring some in the water I made my way back over to Dana,pulling her close to me.

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  21. Make You Mine

  Dana

  I was so nervous I would put my hand on a stack of bibles that I heard my knees knocking together. Terrence pulled my shirt above my head and tossed it to the floor. Before I could fix my mouth to protest my bra was undone and his hand was already in the process of unzipping my jeans. I grabbed his hands and Terrence looked down at me.

  “ You ain't ready? It seems to me like you've been waiting for something special. Well this is it Dana,you must have been waiting to give everything you got to your husband. I'm here now and I want it all.” Terrence said kissing my collarbone.

  I stepped out of my heels and removed my jeans and panties. Before I could change my mind I strode to the tub and slipped in letting the bubbles mask my nudity. Terrence undressed without saying a word never taking his eyes off of me. Damn this shit is crazy, I know we didn't center our conversations around sex but I would have thought at some point she would have told me she was a virgin. I'm glad I didn't do anything but give her some head on that visit, Terrence thought slipping in behind her, I damn sure wouldn't have wanted my wife's first time to have been behind bars.

  “ I don't want to disappoint you Terrence, I know you're used to women with experience...,”

  “ The only woman I want to be with is you. The only woman I'm thinking about is the one I married.” Terrence said kissing my neck. I could feel my body sag and relax against his broad chest.

  Slowly, methodically, Terrence began kissing and nibbling on the sensitive flesh along my neckline. At the same time he raised me up so I was now sitting on his lap. Under the water his strong hands circled my waist and spread my thighs wide as he moved his hips, thrusting the shaft of his dick up against my swollen,needy pussy . I could feel Terrence snaking his dick inside me but he was so thick he was meeting resistance .I spread my legs a bit wider so that I could take more of him inside of me and whimpered at the sharp pain.

  “ It's okay baby, this is going to turn into a good kind of hurt. Just relax and breath. After this your pussy is going to mold to my dick.” Terrence whispered into my ear his voice ragged with need. From behind with one slow swift motion he pierced me by inch with the rest of his thick length. Terrence picked up the pace as I moaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure, Terrence held my hips from behind and guided me along the length of his dick my own wetness and the warm water relaxed my muscles so that the pain was minimal, his hands caressing my breasts was an additional distraction.

  Terrence pulled out of me and stood up.

  “ Come on.” he said leading me to his large bed where I spread my legs and welcomed him again. The following morning I laid there exhausted. It felt like Terrence had worked over every muscle in my body. Twice. DAMN! I guess there was something to be said for having sex with a man fresh out of jail. We'd gone three more rounds during the night, Id barely slept a wink. I turned to look at Terrence who was knocked out with his heavily muscled arm sprawled across my chest. I eased myself from under him and slid out of the bed. Standing and stretching my sore body I made my way into the shower. I stood under the steaming water,flashbacks of the last few hours flooding my mind. I can't believe this! I'm actually married?

  When I'd gone through with the marriage yes I knew in the eyes of the law I was married but he was here now. I could, touch him
, talk to him anytime I wanted to along with a hundred other tiny details I'd never given much thought to. We'd cultivated a relationship through phone calls and weekend visits but would the connection I felt we had translate into every day life? We'd definitely connected sexually. Our marriage had finally been consummated but we'd need more than that in order to make this marriage last that's for sure.

  I turned off the shower and went about getting dressed as quietly as possible. Terrence had spoiled me rotten the entire night with dinner served amongst other things. So before I got ready to leave for classes this morning I wanted to spoil him with breakfast in bed. What I really wanted to do was throw the rest of my weekend away and crawl back into the bed with my husband but I knew that was impossible. Terrence tried to coax me into at least staying home today but I had too much to do. We discussed what he wanted to do for work and Terrence was still pretty tight lipped about it. I definitely didn't want to make him feel as if I was pressuring him. Especially since he'd been taking care of me financially since the day we'd married. Even from behind bars. But I knew that even though he may have been out of jail,Terrence still had a year of probation to complete until he was completely in the clear. I didn't want anything messing that up for him. For us. I had no idea exactly how much money he had but looking around Terrence's condominium, it was evident he had plenty. I still needed to know what his plans were. The last thing I want is to be caught up in anything Terrence had going on in his past. I want all that to stay right there. In the past.

  Terrence stirred in the bed but didn't wake. I grabbed my cell phone,closed the door slightly and made my way down the hall to the kitchen. What in the hell? Ten missed calls from Tamera. What in the world does she have to talk about so bad? I pressed the number to call her back.

  “ It's about time you answer your phone! I've called you about twenty times since last night!” Tamera huffed into the phone having picked up on the first ring.

  “ Stop lying. You called ten times not twenty I can see it on my caller I.D. Fool.” I said laughing.

  “ Well it seemed like twenty! Where's my brother?”

  “ Knocked out girl. I'm going to get him up soon. I'm about to whip him up a little breakfast.”