Page 42 of Hood Legacy

“You think so?”

“I know so,” he said, nodding. “And don’t think I’m saying that because you be screaming my name, either. I’m saying it because you are that girl. Mercy wouldn’t have suggested that you come, if you weren't. Don’t get me wrong, Pyrite already had his eye on you, so when Mercy said she wanted you with her, he knew it would be a smart business move.

“Tell me anything,” I playfully said, laughing. I adjusted in his lap to straddle him and felt how hard his dick was. A chill ran through my body as Aceyn ran his hand up and down my back.

“I ain’t telling you shit but the truth,” he replied with a smile. “I ain’t gonna lie to you just because you mine. It makes me want to always be upfront with you about everything. You being in the dark about shit is how you get hurt.” He shook his head. “And I ain’t ever trying to be responsible for that shit.” I leaned forward and kissed him. “You trying to get fresh with me out here?”

“Are you complaining?” I questioned him with a smirk, and he shook his head. “I mean, you always say I’m yours, so I figured that you were mine, and I can do whatever I want to you whenever I want.”

“Shit, you can,” he laughed, then opened his arms. “Take advantage of a nigga. I won’t tell nobody.”

I leaned forward, wrapped my arms around his neck, and pulled him into another kiss. I pushed my tongue into his mouth, moaning in pleasure. Aceyn palmed my ass and rubbed it. His dick pressed into my clit, and my pussy immediately flooded.

“Ay, where you going?” he asked after I pulled back from our kiss and unwrapped my arms from around his neck. I stood and smiled down at him before dropping to my knees. “Oh, it's like that?” he licked his lips and smirked.

“Don’t scream my name too loud,” I taunted him as I reached for the waist of his shorts. Aceyn lifted and let me pull his shorts down to his ankles, and he pulled one leg out of them. I wrapped my hand around his dick and slowly stroked it.

“You know what are you doing?” he questioned, and I shrugged. “Nah, don’t be playing with my shit, then.”

“Or what?” I applied the right amount of pressure to the head of his dick, and I watched his eye start to twitch. “Because even though I’m in this position, I’m fully in control.”

“You think?” he licked his lips and watched me closely. Even though he tried to pretend that my touch wasn’t affecting him, I could tell it was. His thigh twitched, and his nostrils flared, telling me all I needed to know.

“I know,” I smiled, then traced a bulging vein from the base to the head of his dick. I circled the tip with the top of my tongue, then placed a kiss on the head. “Or do you think otherwise?” I continued to work him over with my hand and kept eye contact. “Because if you do, tell me now.”

“Nah, you got it, baby,” he said as I swallowed his dick. I had to breathe out of my nose as I tried to put all of him in my mouth. Aceyn bit into his bottom lip and shook his head as I worked him over. His left leg bounced, and he gripped the railing of our bungalow with his right hand. “Ay, who the fuck taught you how to do this shit?”

I pulled his dick from my mouth and stroked him. “Doesn’t matter,” I answered, then kissed his balls. He hissed when I sucked on his balls and shook his head.

“Yes, the fuck it does,” he groaned. “I gotta kill that nigga.”

“Why?” I laughed as I played with his dick and balls.

“Cuz ain’t no way another nigga can live that’s experienced this shit,” he replied, and I smiled before putting him back in my mouth. “Yeah, nah, name, Point Guard cuz the nigga time is up.”

I ignored his request and continued to suck his dick like my life depended on it. The head of his dick hit the back of my throat, and I gagged slightly, but that didn’t stop me from trying to make him cum. When his hand went to my hair and grabbed a handful, I knew I was doing the right thing. I hallowed my cheeks and moved faster.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he groaned. “Point Guard, I’m about to nut, baby.”

“Do it,” I pulled his dick from my mouth and tapped it against my tongue before putting it back in my mouth.

Aceyn stood, gripped my hair tighter, and started fucking my mouth. I looked up at him, my eyes watered, but I didn’t want him to stop. “You so fucking pretty, man,” he groaned and shook his head. “You gonna let me cum in your mouth?” I nodded the best I could, and Aceyn smiled. “You trying to be my wife, ain’t you?” Instead of answering him, I grabbed his waist and started sucking harder and faster. “Point Guard, fuck!” He jerked a few times; then, I felt the warmth of his nut hit the back of my throat, and I greedily swallowed it. “Let me see.” He pulled his dick from my mouth and then tapped my cheek. I opened my mouth to show him it was empty, and he bit into his bottom lip. “Yeah, you know what the fuck you are doing.”

He helped me up from the floor and then kissed my forehead. “Thank you.”

“Nah, thank you,” he laughed, then picked me up and set me on the table, and stepped between my legs. “Let me repay my debt.” He pulled my shorts off and then lined his dick to my opening. “Scream my name.”

“Aceyn,” I moaned as he pushed into me. I was wet from sucking his dick, but he was still met with a little resistance.

“Nah, not that name,” he said as he pressed his thumb into my clit. My back arched off the table, and he chuckled.

“Aceyn,” I whined as I tried to grab his wrist.

He knocked my hand away, then went back to rubbing my clit while he fucked me. “Easy or hard way, Point Guard; either way, you gonna fall in love with my ass.”

It was on the tip of my tongue to tell him that I’d already fallen, but I wasn’t ready to say the words just yet, so I moaned instead and hoped he understood what my body was trying to tell him.

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