Page 48 of Tangled Hearts
Her wide smile stretched across her face. “I’m so happy. Thank you for getting me this fire ass outfit. I don’t understand why you had to dress like me, though,” she teased, actually loving how they dressed alike. She wore a Gucci sports style dress with Gucci sneakers. Her natural hair was flat ironed, sweeping across her back every time she moved her head.Knycole didn’t wear much makeup and only put on a pair of strip lashes and some gloss on her juicy pink lips. Her look was effortless and went with her whole vibe.
“You know you wanted to match my fly, girl. Quit playing.” Hov licked his lips. He was always dressed to impress. Even with jeans and a white tee on, he stood out in a crowd. However, wanting to match the birthday girl, he upped his game a little. Just like Knycole, he wore a Gucci shirt with a pair of dark denim jeans, and the same pair of designer sneakers. His lips were juicy and kissable while his skin was coated with a sexy scent of bergamot and spice. Hov was well groomed, and it showed anytime he stepped out the house. Tonight was no different.
The sight of his full moist lips had her lower set of lips getting just as wet. “If you say so.” Knycole rolled her eyes playfully.
Hov was also captivated. Her dark brown skin shined under the low lights of their section. Every time she smiled, her dimples set into her fat cheeks, pulling him in even more. Her hips were perfectly proportioned to her small waist and round bottom. Her breasts were on the small side but still enough for him to suck on.Fuck,he thought biting into his lip. Hov knew she should’ve been off limits and he’d done a great job at keeping it that way for years. Now, he was ready to throw all caution to the wind. That was how tempting she was.
“Anything you want, just ask. The bottle girl knows it’s all about you and will get you whatever you ask for.” Hov brushed his hand across her cheek.
Warmth spread across her chest. “Thank you, again.”
“Stop doing that.” His intense stare never left her face as he looked down at her.
Her nose scrunched. “Doing what?”
“Thanking me for doing what I feel is small compared to what I really want to do for you,” he answered.
Before she could respond, Noir grabbed her hand as the beat dropped to Big Sean’sBlessings.The girls started bouncing to the music like true hood niggas. Nigga mannerisms were implanted in them from being around Rock and Hov for most of their lives. The two of them were so hype as they rapped the words like it was the gospel.
“I give whatever I’m worth. For my niggas who gonna go to hell and back for me. I’ma give ‘em Heaven on Earth for a hell of a check.”Noir rapped pointing at her best bitch and Hov.
Christian hated how she was giving him her ass to kiss but couldn’t deny how fine Noir was. He didn’t miss how other niggas was in the club watching her, waiting to shoot their shot. The Gucci sequin dress fit her loosely but didn’t hide the curves she possessed. On her feet were a matching pair of designer sneakers that had her looking like she was dancing on the moon the way the shiny fabric glimmered under the lights. It was money well spent as she panned her phone on her feet.
“I’m gonna have to murder a nigga tonight,” he mumbled under his breath.
Hov chuckled. “Noir will drive your ass insane if you let her.”
“I cannot see Heaven being much better than this, yeah! Blessings from me and my niggas from the west, look at what we did!”Knycole yelled, remixing the words a little, which made everyone in earshot go crazy since they were from the westside of Jade City.
“I’m way up, I feel blessed!”They rapped in unison before bursting into a fit of laughter.
Once they caught their breath, Noir and Knycole went over to the table to pour themselves a drink. Although Knycole wasn’t a heavy drinker, she was going to turn up a little more than she usually would since it was her birthday. She also needed a drink to wash away the hurt of Rock calling her to at least wish hera happy birthday. That had her in her feelings all day, but she decided not to let it dwell too long.
She smiled thinking about Nick calling her earlier. That made her day so much better. Knycole didn’t remember the last time he actually remembered.
When Hov walked up behind her, goosebumps rose on her melanated skin and her breath caught in her throat. “You good?” his deep southern drawl spoke to parts of her body that had never been spoken to.
Everything about Hov was panty wetting and euphoric. He created a high that most never wanted to come down from.
She could only nod. Knycole was having a hard time, but whenever he got close, life stood still along with her plights. Hov created a calming safe space around her. He’d been doing that for her ever since she kept his secrets as children. Her eyes assessed the club taking in all the carefree teens and adults. Knycole longed to be able to be like them. Yes, life was looking up for her, but her heart still hurt, and she wasn’t sure if she’d ever get past it.
Kehlani’s songThe Wayshook the floor with its bass. Knycole had been obsessed with the song lately. A mischievous smile was planted on her face when she looked at Hov.
Without warning, she yanked Hov onto the dance floor without asking him if he wanted to dance. That was her new jam, and she wanted to show out. Taking his arms, she wrapped them around her waist, twirling her ass into his dick.
Hov was stuck. His mind told him to stop, but his heart would surely break if he broke their connection. She had a hold on him that he was never able to shake. Knycole was the forbidden fruit. Still, like his ancestors, he was going to take a bite and deal with the consequences later.
Rocking her juicy ass on him, Knycole turned around to face him. Her round eyes smiled with a captivating lust in them.“Hesay he the king where he came from. Take a young queen just to know one.”The words were just lyrics, yet somehow, they matched up to how she felt. It was just the way he did everything for her. Hov hadn’t skipped a beat when it came to her wants and needs since she first stumbled on the unkept little boy with the pretty eyes.
His strong hands gripped her ass, squeezing all the juice out of her pussy like a lemon. Briana watched from the wall fuming. If she could hate Knycole anymore than she already did, she would. As far as she knew, Knycole was with Rock, but she just had to have all the good boys in the hood. Just like her friend, Noir, who was standing in the corner arguing with Christian—someone else Briana had a big crush on. To add to her bruised heart, she took notice of how Hov and Knycole were dressed alike. While Briana thought she was doing something by sporting new Jordans, they were decked out in designer. Hov was getting to the money, and instead of him glowing up, he shared his spotlight with Knycole. For his age, it was commendable and gave her more reason to pursue him. God didn’t make men like Hov anymore. He had to be the last of his breed.
After the song ended, Hov’s dick was rock hard, and he didn’t know if he was able to deny himself access to her. “Let me know when you’re ready to go,” he spoke into her ear. The vibration of his voice sent shock waves over her body.
Knycole felt dizzy from the lust in his voice and his demeanor. “I’m just waiting for Cash to go on stage, then we can go. You’re staying with me, right?” Her question meant so much more than the simple question.
“Is that what you want?” Hov asked, thrusting his pelvis into her. All that not crossing the line shit, was slowly dissolving.
Biting her lip hard enough to draw blood, Knycole’s eyes squinted, scared to leave his cognac-colored eyes. “Quameek,”she mouthed his government name. “I want you so bad. Is that wrong?” She was silently pleading for him to agree with her need to betray their friendship. Knycole needed love more than she needed air in her lungs or food in her belly.
