Hov kissed her like he was claiming back every piece of her that had ever drifted away. His hand pressed firm at the back of her neck, holding her in place as if letting go would mean losing her again.
She moaned into him, the sound raw, desperate, breaking between their mouths.
“I choose you,” she whispered again, words swallowed by his kiss. “Forever.”
“Don’t ever take that shit back,” he rasped, lips brushing hers. His forehead rested heavy against hers. “You all I ever wanted, kid. All I ever prayed for.”
Her hands slid against his bare skin, palms flat on his chest, feeling the racing of his heart. “Then let me love you right this time. No running. No breaks. No other choice but you.”
“You better not,” he warned, though his voice cracked under the weight of it. He kissed her again, slower this time, his tongue stroking hers like he wanted to memorize her taste.
He stood, lifting her in his arms, carrying her inside without breaking the kiss. She clung to him, legs wrapped around his waist, face buried in his neck. The faint sound of another R&B track bled from her phone, but the only rhythm that mattered was their breaths syncing.
Hov laid her down on the couch, his body hovering over hers.
His eyes searched her face, needing to see the truth in her tears, in the way she held onto him like he was air. “Say it one more time,” he demanded softly.
Her fingers traced his jaw, trembling. “I love you, Quameek. I choose you. Forever.”
He groaned deep, sliding his hand between her thighs, teasing her until her back arched off the cushions. “That’s all I needed.”
She gasped, nails digging into his shoulders. “Please… don’t stop.”
“I won’t.” His lips trailed down her neck, sucking her skin, leaving his mark. “I’ll never stop.”
Her shorts were gone in one tug and his sweats dropped low, the heat between them too much to hold back any longer. He slid into her slow and deep—both of them moaning loud at the contact.
Knycole clutched his face, forcing him to look at her. “Don’t look away. Don’t ever look away from me again.”
His eyes locked on hers, unblinking. “I won’t. You mine, kid. Always.”
Their bodies moved together, not in a rush, not in a wild way, just full. Every thrust was a promise. Every kiss was a vow. She chanted his name, begged for his forgiveness with her moans, told him she loved him over and over until the words blurred into cries of pleasure.
When her climax tore through her, she sobbed, holding him tighter than ever, whispering, “don’t let go… please don’t let me go.”
“I’m right here,” he groaned, his release hitting just after hers, hips stuttering as he buried himself deep inside of her pussy. “I ain’t letting you go. Not now. Not ever.”
He collapsed against her chest, both of them shaking, both of them crying without shame. He kissed the wet skin of her cheeks, her lips, her eyelids.
“You hear me?” he whispered. “It’s us. Ain’t no more tangled hearts. Just us, kid.”
Knycole brushed her fingers through his hair, kissed his forehead. “Forever.”
Hov wasn’t done though. He needed her to feel him. Likereallyfeel him.
Hov’s mouth stayed on hers until she was breathless, then dragged down her jaw, his tongue leaving heat at her throat. He lifted her shirt slowly, peeling it off like he wanted to savor every inch.
“You so fuckin’ fine,” he muttered, kissing down to her chest.
Knycole arched up when his lips closed around her nipple, sucking until she whimpered. Her hand gripped the back of his head. “I missed you so much.”
“You got me now,” he rasped, switching sides, biting down just enough to make her gasp. “Ain’t no more missing. You hear me?”
“Yes,” she panted, her hips lifting to meet the weight of him pressed hard against her.
He licked her swollen bud. “I’ma take my time with you. Make sure you never forget who the fuck you belong to.”
She choked on her own breath, her thighs opening wider for him. “I know who I belong to.”