Page 54 of Tangled Hearts
Inside, Knycole looked around, nodding in approval. They found their way into the kitchen.
Her lips spread across her face. “You do know I see you staring at me, right?”
“You do know I don’t give a fuck, right?” He mocked her. His wit and charm only came out around her. Authentically, he was himself with Knycole. She was the only person he didn’t feel the need to shut down on. “Why you come to my house, though?”
Her wide eyes looked up towards the sky. “I just want to see what your new shit looks like on the inside. You know I haven’t seen it yet.”
“Bullshit…. You came to see me.” She was so full of shit. “Ain’t shit in here but stuff for my son.”
“So, he’s justyourson, huh?” Knycole asked with sharp eyes.
Rubbing his hands together, Hov bit into his plump lips. “You still fine,” he whispered, stepping behind her.
“Nigga you see me every day,” she blushed, her skin prickling the closer he got to her.
Since having Qua, Knycole’s body blossomed. She was as already super thick in all the right places, but after having a seven-pound baby, her hips were sharp, ass fat with the perfect slope andwshape. Even her breasts were bigger and sat up nicely. It took a while for her stomach to flatten out all the way, but she put in the work to make it happen. Her brown skin was more vibrant and love looked damn good on her.
“Ain’t nobody ever gon’ love you the way I do. Know how I know? ’Cause I don’t just want your body. I want all that fucked-up loyalty in your heart too.”
“Quameek…”
“Shut the fuck up.” He growled, tired of her trying to play games with him. The moment she saw him entertaining Briana, he knew what her next move would be. Knycole always played chess, never checkers.
Aggressively his lips took her breath away as they found their way to their second favorite place. “Quameek.” She hummed into his mouth, unwilling to pull away.
Burning sighs filled the room as he attacked her neck with pure passion. It had been months since he’d had the pleasure of pleasing her and eternity since he’d been fulfilled.
“I know this is what you want. Knyc, it’s what you need, and I’m the only nigga that can do this for you. No matter where you go or who you fuck, they’ll never be me.” The strange note in his voice made her cream without penetrating her body.
It was his words. His tone. His immense need for her. It was the fear of what he said being true, but still, she had to see for herself. With Hov, she didn’t have to tell him what she needed, he always knew. Always had.
Nodding her head, she unbuckled her jeans because she needed him. Her mind told her it would be the last time, no matter how her heart’s rhythm was different with him. Thoughts of him one day, realizing she wasn’t good for him and plantinghis love with another, brought tears to her eyes. “Tell me you love me.”
“You know I do,” his feverish baritone spoke.
“I need to hear it. Hov, tell me you’ll never love anyone else like you love me. I know it’s selfish but just tell me... please.” Her tone was desperate.
Detaching from her, his hungry brown eyes peered into her soul. “Knycole. I. Love. You.”
Passion bubbled in her core when he licked her lips. “I love you too. Always.”
They fumbled with their clothes snatching and removing each garment hastily. The fire between them was engulfing them, and the only way to extinguish the flames was with bodily fluids and moans of ecstasy.
Hov pushed her back into the counter, hiking her leg up before slapping his thick dick against her fat dripping pussy. “Look at the pussy… she knows who the fuck she belongs to.” Foreplay was everything for him. Eyes locked on one another, he submerged himself in her juices. “Look at you,” he growled his toes curling from how good being between her thighs always felt.
Knycole sucked in a deep breath. She was never prepared for his girth or length. When they were younger, she was certain her pussy was going to fall out, but with time, people always mastered what once defeated them. Not one to back down from a fight, she rocked her body, meeting his hard, deep thrusts.
Blood dropped from his lips as he bit down on them. His hand found her neck, applying pressure. “Damn, kid. You really trying to leave me, huh?” Hov knew a goodbye fuck.
She nodded her head, which infuriated him.
Pumping into her with more force than she could handle, he hit her spot repeatedly, daring her to tap out. “Pop that pussy on me. You know what I like.” His lusty grimace challengedher to run. Knowing he needed it just as much as her, her legs blossomed, allowing him access to her sweet center.
“Fuck,” she huffed, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. “I’m sorry,” she cried as he gave her deep full length strokes.
He yanked her up by her neck. Hov fucked her in the air, his thick brows furrowed pissed hat he loved her too much. “You getting all this dick tonight… all fuckin’ night. Don’t even think about leaving. I’m beating this pussy up since I can’t put my hands on you like I really want to.”
Her eyes closed.
