My Little Secret: A Kamala Harris Love Story

Chapter 82: Last day in Paris

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

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Kamala and I spend our last night here in Paris, France. After our last tour meeting the Prime Minister Emmanuel for that morning and shopping at the store to get some supplies, we both paid respects for the fallen outside the bar downtown in Paris when Kamala placed a bouquet of flowers there in remembrance Kamala and I have been on a very tiring and busy schedule in repeat especially when this will temporarily be her very last. Once we head back to DC and thanksgiving arrives, that's it for awhile.

We both got back after the early for the meeting and public discussions with the French republic and Prime board committee. With Kamala in the showers getting ready, I started packing the last remaining stuff in the suitcase.

"Baby, you okay?" I asked Kamala as she scrubs herself with body wash from top to bottom.

"I'm okay hubby." She pulls the curtains a little to plant kisses on my cheek.

"Come on, join me in the shower." she whined grabbing me by the hand, cute and playful as she was at home back in DC, even in Oakland. That adorable side of Kamala Harris that no one knows about, except for me. Plus, that calm neutral side to her that shows an innocently calm and angelic woman with such heavenly goddess gaze. Kamala has always been like this, but at work her fierce side shows and half of the time shown her stern look when facing corrupted senators and prosecutors.

"Alright, you win. I'll join you Momala." I took off my clothes and hopped inside the shower with her as we kissed passionately simply forgetting everything that was on my mind, as I was being drawn in closer romantically to her.

In the beginning, I was her bodyguard whom later became her lover then we both got married after many unexpected obstacles we faced together, from almost dying to almost losing her and our unborn child. At the end, my father succumbed tragically and it had a huge effect on Kamala and I. It's been 8 months since and still I felt some massive resentment towards the man who almost took advantage of Kamala, Montel Williams.

Kamala shot and killed him with a pistol, causing him to die from sever blood loss due to being shot in the back going through his chest, no charges were made at the time of his and my father's death. But, there was one thing I'm foremost certain...

He still loves Kamala truly and doesn't mind physically harming those who stole her from him... Even taking something precious away out of revenge...

But, that is a distant painful memory that still stood by me all the way. Kamala and I had our first fight as a couple, and for the first time as husband and wife, we hurt each other with words but later had make up sex. Kamala became so overprotective of me since many times, and too clingy. Honestly it's cute and adorable she's like this. Which is why I love her already.

I can picture her being a wonderful mother, seeing how well she is with kids. Kamala learned the very from her mother. I can imagine her being so clingy on to our future newborn, and one way or another, shower our child with kisses and snuggle up with her in arms. The 3D ultrasound photo has already proven our daughter is major duplicate of her. Kamala is now soon to be the third Harris woman after niece Meena to continue the traditional, birthing strong leading next generation women into the world.

"Someone's excited from last night." Kamala turned to me as she pressed on with her big and soaked in bubbles breasts. I got stiffed too intensely looking at her so sudden.

"Your still thinking about what happened the night after the party-" I tried to questioned her but she placed her finger on my lips to shush me up.