My Little Secret: A Kamala Harris Love Story

Chapter 61: I love You So Much

Warning the following contains strong explicit sexual content that may not be suitable for anyone under 🔞 viewers discretion is advised...

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I began making Kamala her favorite meal as she slept upstairs in the bedroom for a little bit. I really didn't mean to hurt her like that, now feeling pitiful about my action, I wanted to make it up to her. Just like the good times we have, I don't want to throw that away over a silly complaint. She's the one I love and will be the only one I'm willing to handle for the rest of my life, we've come this far... Fuck I'm not giving up on her now.

She loves Chicken fajitas and Spanish rice mixed together, this dish always makes her feel better when she's down. I began fixing the plate before bringing it up the stairs to her bedroom..

"Baby, food is ready." I brought the meal to the table as she cling on the pillow sleeping like a beauty.

"Wake up Momala, daddy is gonna serve you." I rubbed her back as slowly awaken with tears running down her face.

"Shh, don't cry baby. Let me make it up to you." I handed the food to Kamala as she ate with me.

"How does it taste?" I asked as she took her first bite.

"It's good." She as I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind. She didn't flinched, we're glad that we are now close to each other. I gave her kisses on the cheek.

Afterwards, once we finished our meal I gone back down to the kitchen to wash dishes and fixed up the kitchen, during her off days she always cleans up but this time I'm doing it because of love. I went to bathroom and run the bath water, and placed rose petals in just for her as she got undressed and walked to get inside the bathtub.

"Does Momala need anything?" I asked as she remained silent and broken a little. I shouldn't have walked off and say those awful things to make her upset, she deserves all the love I'm about to give her.

I got up before I knew she gently grabbed my hand, it's clear she doesn't want me to leave either.

"Stay with me." She croaked. Her eyes are puffy and her body is soaked in bathwater as I got undressed and joined her she laid on my chest with her hair in a low bun. She began hugging me tight as I sat there letting her do what she wanted.

We sat there in the tub relaxing a way, but I grew more concerned about Kamala.

"Baby, are you okay?" I asked her as she only nodded with no reply.

"Kamala, please speak to me. I'm sorry for hurting you like that. I never meant to see you cry, it was stupid of me." I kissed her forehead as tears flow from her eyes again. She cried on my chest as I hugged her tight.

"Don't... *sniffs* l-leave me..." She sobbed as I feel stupid for saying I hate her when I don't. Now I'm definitely compared to the monster that tried to hurt her once.

"I'm not leaving you Kamala." I said wiping her tears.

"Your so beautiful." I admire her figure from top to bottom as I gave her a kiss on the cheek. Kamala embraced me as we passionately kissed with such force she brought upon.

"I need you, Alex..." She said laying on my shoulder, as we slowly got up and wrapped myself and Kamala with a towel then letting the water good before carrying her to the bedroom.

As I laid her down on the bed, she began to hold tightly of the pillow. I gently removed the towel letting it spread as I watched her slowly.

"Shh, I'm not gonna hurt you and there's no way I'm leaving you especially when your carrying our baby." I said repeatedly giving her kisses. She began embracing me with her arms as my towel fell off to the floor. I joined her in bed, as we kissed passionately.