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“I’m agreeing to see you as often as possible. Can I just do that, baby? I don’t know what my schedule will look like for your competitions and stuff. I will be here as often as I can, though. I need you too. I have to figure this out. Splitting my time between the two of you will get tiring. But you’re right. I love you, and being with you was something I always wanted. You are my first love. To have you now is like a dream.”

“It really is. I wanted a chance to make things right between us.”

He patted my thighs for me to stand, so I did. He unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down my legs as he stared at my mound. He pressed his forehead into my fupa and his nose into my mound and sniffed before pulling away and taking my underwear off. After staring at me for a moment, he lifted his hips and pulled off his shorts. He didn’t have on drawers. That was why his print was so damn bold.

He stroked his dick while looking at me and licking his lips. When his head dropped back slightly and he moaned, my knees got weak. Watching him pleasure himself while staring at me had my pussy wetter than water, and it felt like it was running down my legs. As if he knew my thoughts, he said, “Bring that wet pussy here, girl.”

I straddled him and slid down his dick, putting us both out of our misery. “Oh fuck, Kendrall. Damn, baby. I missed you.”

“I missed you too, baby. Don’t ever take this pussy away from me again. You hear me?”

“Yeah, baby. I hear you.”

I began rolling my hips, sliding my pussy up and down his dick as he gripped my ass. His head dropped back to the couch, and he pulled me to him. When he slumped a bit, I knew he wanted to put in work too. I began kissing and licking his neck as he stroked me from below. My legs had begun trembling, and I wanted to unleash already.

I held it in, doing my best to make it even more intense. When he slapped my ass, my orgasm ran right out of me. I whimpered slightly as he continued stroking me. “Quit holding that shit. Only hold that shit if I tell you to. Otherwise, let me feel what I’m doing to you.”

“Okaaaaayyy… fuck!”

He grabbed my neck, pushing me back up to do some work. He held me at my neck and said, “Bounce yo’ thick ass on this shit.”

I didn’t hesitate to do what he said. I began a slow and steady bounce. I wanted to fuck him up even more than I already had. The opposite was happening though. His king cobra was fucking me up. It felt like he’d gotten bigger, completely filling me to capacity. If he grew another centimeter, he would breach my cervix, and that was no exaggeration.

As my pace quickened, my moans and screams only got louder. Kendrall grabbed my hair and pulled my head back and began sucking my neck. That did it. I squirted everywhere. My vision had gotten blurry, and my body felt like it blinked, like when there was a power surge. I could no longer control my movements.

He allowed me to slide to the couch then fell on top of me. Grabbing my leg, he pushed it up until my knee was touching my shoulder and dug me the fuck out. When he leaned over and tongued me down, I felt like I was melting. I didn’t understand how he could be so gentle up top while destroying me below.

“Kendrall, I’m about to cum again, baby.”

“Mmm. Give it to me, Cassie. Fuck this couch up, baby.”

My pussy was wet as hell, and I could feel the juices leaking to my ass. When my orgasm took over, Kendrall sat up and slowly stroked me as he watched. When I squirted some and it landed on his abs, he rubbed that shit in. The minute my trembles slowed, he pulled his dick out of me and rubbed it against my asshole.

My eyes landed on his as he slowly pushed inside. “Oh fuuuuck!”

He leaned over me and pushed more inside of me as I grabbed his hair. “Cassie, fuck!”

My asshole hadn’t been penetrated since the last time, so it hurt a bit. I was drunk last time so every muscle in my body was relaxed. Not so much this time. He went to his knees again, and said, “Play wit’ yo’ pussy, baby. Let me see you get off.”

As I slid my hand to my clit, he stroked my ass slowly, anticipating the show he was about to get. I began flicking my clit back and forth then brought my finger to my mouth and sucked it. I closed my eyes for a moment, realizing how good he felt stroking my ass. Kendrall had skills if he’d gotten me to a comfortable state in this moment.

I slid my fingers in my pussy then pulled them out and brought them to his mouth for him to suck. He slid his tongue around my fingers and sucked them slowly while staring into my eyes. He lightly pinched my nipple while I watched his tongue action, and I squirted again. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as my body jerked. He began rough riding my shit, causing me to scream out expletives.

His neighbors had to hear me in here. It sounded like a massacre was happening. His dick was slicing through my shit like a machete, but instead of pain, I was in pleasure overload. All five senses were heightened beyond belief as he said, “Fuck! I’m about to bust all in this ass. Fuck!”

After a couple more strokes, his body stilled, and he pulled out of me, sweat dripping down the side of his face. He stood from the couch and grabbed my hand to help me up as well. I was drunk with passion and didn’t want to take the first step to wherever we were going. He scooped me up and took me to his bedroom at the end of the hallway.

Once he laid me in bed, he slid in next to me and gently stroked my cheek back and forth with his thumb as his palm cupped my jawline. No words were spoken, but his gaze into my soul was speaking loudly. He wanted me, and eventually, he would have me.

CHAPTER 3

KENDRALL

After we fucked the shower up, I brought her back to my room, only for her to hear her phone ringing. She went to the front room to get it as I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. Karima had me all in my feelings last night, and that shit had me in my feelings when Cassie got here. I was supposed to cuss her the fuck out and give her an ultimatum. Instead, I ended up being just what Christian had called me months ago… the side nigga.

I couldn’t believe I put myself in this situation. Was the pussy worth it? Hell fucking yeah. That shit had to be lined with the world’s most flawless rubies. Her heart though? That was the best part of her. She was soft and tender. I knew she had planned to be rough with me and set some boundaries, but because of my presentation and how tender I was with her, I got her to agree to my terms.

She knew this was only temporary. The time would come when I needed more from her. I wanted her heart. I wanted all of her, and I didn’t want to share. It seemed I was compromising more than I thought I would though. I was settling for whatever I could get from her, something I said I wouldn’t do.

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