Page 21 of The Prodigy 2: Rise of a Queen

“You would really punish me like that? You would really keep me from tasting your pussy? That’s how you do me?” I kissed her again, then sucked her bottom lip until she moaned.

“You want this dick, don’t you?” I said against her lips.

“Yessssss.”

“Too fuckin’ bad.” I pulled away and pointed to the bed. “Night night.”

You don’t deserve pussy.

My eyes flew open. I looked around the room, my eyes useless in the dark. I frowned, my mind racing to figure out if I’d heard that for real. Did I dream it? Did Malika say it? Was it even her voice?

I reached out and touched something…it was her shoulder. She stirred briefly but didn’t wake up, so I decided I had dreamed it.

That shit was weird.

But I was awake now, so I got up and went into the kitchen, praying that damn dog would let me travel through my place in peace.

He didn’t make a sound when I passed his crate. Good. He wasn’t payin’ no bills in this bitch, so he ain’t have no reason to act up.

I grabbed two bottles of water out the pantry and got some Advil out the drawer to put on the nightstand so Mal could get them as soon as she woke up. But when I got back to the room, she was awake, sitting up in bed like she didn’t know what was going on.

“You good?”

“Yeah. I think so.”

I put the items on the nightstand and stood in front of her. “How you feelin’? You feel sick?”

“No, just a little dizzy.” She stretched, and on the way back down, her hand brushed my dick. “Wow. That thing is a monster. It really is.”

I busted out laughing. “Go to sleep, Malika.”

“Do you know…did you notice I’ve never sucked it?”

I backed away and walked around to my side. “Go to sleep, Malika.”

She sucked her teeth, and as soon as my body hit the bed, she was on me, kissing on my neck. My dick bricked up, but I heard the words echoing in my mind.

You don’t deserve pussy.

It had been…at least a week since I’d been inside her, and a nigga was starving. But I was also feeling guilty as fuck over what I knew. Even though that voice in my head was speaking facts, having her all over me right now was drowning that shit out.

“Please, will you fuck me?” she whined in my ear. Her tongue swept up and down the shell, sending a chill through me. “Please, Kari.”

“Yeah. Put it in.”

We sounded like some fucking animals when she sank down on me. Loud, desperate, savage. We weren’t people anymore. Just two bodies moving together to give us pleasure. And there was a whole lotta that.

Shit felt so fuckin’ good. I jammed my tongue in her mouth, not even caring that I scraped it against her teeth. I didn’t feel no pain, just pleasure. The kinda pleasure that makes your heart beat wrong.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” I squeezed my eyes shut and tried not to nut as she rolled her body against mine, squeezing her walls and moaning. “Malika.Fuck.”

She was riding the fuck out my dick. I was pissed I didn’t turn the light on first. I wanted to see it all. But I was just gon have to settle for the feeling, which wasn’t even settling at all, really.

“Kariiiiiii…yes, oh my God…”

“You like that?”

“Yes!” She stuck a finger in my mouth. I sucked on that shit like a pacifier and bucked my hips to meet her strokes, fucking her back.

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