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“What is it I’m lacking, though? You think maybe I wasn’t giving him everything he wanted? Am I not enough?”

He bit his bottom lip as he drove, but he didn’t answer me. We remained quiet all the way to country ass Nome, with me occasionally wiping tears. I was pretty sure my makeup was smeared all over my face. I not only felt like a clown, but I probably looked like one too.

After pulling into his garage, he got out and walked around to help me out. I’d come to his house one day last week, so I was somewhat familiar with just how beautiful it was. The outdoor and indoor balconies were the most amazing part to me. I always liked balconies. Instead of letting me walk, Kendrall lifted me in his arms, cradling me. I laid my head against him, letting him show me tenderness… something I was desperately craving right now.

Once inside, he locked the door then went to his oversized couch. After laying me on it, he said, “Don’t worry about shit. You ain’t lacking a muthafucking thing. I’m gon’ show you just how enough you are.”

A shiver went through my body at the possibilities. He walked away, and I watched him until I could no longer see him. What in the fuck am I doing? I shouldn’t even be here. I was just thinking that I needed to pull away from Kendrall. Was I going to hear Mesani out? Was I going to allow him to explain, or were we done? I needed to figure out the answers to all those questions before I allowed this to go where I thought it was headed.

When Kendrall came back, he was shirtless, and I was in fucking awe. His light brown skin was addicting. He only adorned a couple of small tattoos, but he had a plethora of bulges and ripples. Those abs probably led to the strongest muscle of them all. My eyes fluttered shut as he knelt in front of me.

“Open your eyes, Cassie. Come take a shower. I need to get you cleaned up, baby.”

I frowned slightly, but I allowed him to help me from the couch. He led me to his bedroom, and my lips parted slightly. Everything about it said master suite. I didn’t have time to admire it before he pulled me to the bathroom. He turned to me and finished unbuttoning my shirt.

“Kendrall, I can’t do this.”

“Why not? I was respecting your relationship because of you. I don’t give a fuck about that nigga, never have. Let me give you what you in need of right now. I ain’t asking you to make no decisions. Just relax and let shit happen.”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath as I allowed my shirt to fall off my shoulders to the floor. When I felt him unfasten my bra, I opened my eyes. He slid his fingers over my hard nipples then lowered his head and sucked them in his mouth. I grabbed ahold of his hair, threatening to fuck up his twists.

“Oooooh, shit.”

He slid his hands over my ass then released my nipple and pulled my pants and underwear off. “You fine as shit, baby. Damn.”

He pulled off his pants and drawers and my eyes zeroed in on that beautiful ass dick that bounced out of them. This man’s body was a fucking masterpiece… all six feet of it. He immediately picked me up and lowered me on his dick. There was no preparation, no foreplay, no talking. “Yeah, shit,” he voiced.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I let his dick validate me… make me feel like I was the total package. I knew this was temporary and that I would probably sink all over again tomorrow, but having what I’d always wanted, even if only for tonight, felt like a dream. He lowered me up and down as my pussy unleashed its satisfaction all over him.

“Fuck, Cassie. This gon’ be my pussy. You know that, right? I don’t give a fuck what you say. This shit belong to me… whenever I want it. You hear me?”

I remained engrossed in the moment, but I whispered out, “Yes.”

“Naw. Say that shit where I can hear it, Cassie. Fuck!”

“Yeeeesssss, Kendrall. Yeeeeeess.”

“Yeah, baby. That’s it. Let this dick take you down, because this some good pussy.”

Kendrall grabbed my hand as he walked to the vanity. He lowered me to it, continuing to fuck me, and yanked that ring off my finger and dropped that shit to the floor. “Fuck him. You don’t need that nigga. I got’chu.”

I grabbed his twists and held on for dear life, hoping I would be able to live with myself in the morning.

CHAPTER 1

KENDRALL

SEVEN MONTHS LATER…

“Why you sitting here looking like you done been fucked over?”

I frowned as I stared up at Uncle Storm. I waved his nosy ass off as Christian and Mya danced. They’d gotten married at the courthouse, but in Aunt Chrissy style, she gave them a huge reception at the family barn. Christian looked so fucking happy. This should be me and Cassie, but she pulled all the way back after we fucked the entire night. Man, I fell in love with her ass that night, and I knew she loved me too.

By the third session, she screamed that shit out, telling me how much she still loved me and how badly I had hurt her. We were fifteen. That was nineteen years ago. She had my ass so fucking soft, I ended up telling her that I would do anything to make her happy and that I was falling for her ass too.

The next day, she woke up like she didn’t know where the fuck she was, panicking. We were still in bed naked, and my dick was hard as shit. I kissed her, giving her my tongue, and her body ended up submitting to me again before I took her back to Beaumont to get her vehicle, but I didn’t see her for nearly a month after that.

She explained that she was drunk and didn’t make a smart decision. She no longer felt like she could hold what he did over his head because she was just as bad as he was. Her thought process was all fucked up. But in true Kenny Henderson fashion, I told her to take the time she needed, and I would always be here for her.

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