Page 23 of Rhodes to Love

My eyebrows lifted as I watched her head drop back and her eyes close as she rolled her hips against my dick. I pulled my shirt off in record speeds and slid my hands to her ass and ripped that fucking thong like it was paper. She got my belt off quick as fuck and exposed my dick, then immediately hid that shit within her walls.

“Ooooh fuuuuck!”

I couldn’t help but voice my satisfaction. Her pussy was so fucking hot. When she began bouncing on my shit, I relinquished all control and let her fuck me all the way up. I watched her pull her dress over her head, only to see she wasn’t wearing a bra. I pinched her nipples as I watched her pussy lube me up.

“Rhodes! Oh shit! I’m about to cum!”

She continued bouncing on my shit until the bottom fell out of her pussy. She soaked me. There was no way I could sit here and let her continue to do all the work now. I pulled her off me and stood, letting my pants and boxers drop to the floor. Quickly kicking off my shoes and stepping out of them, I picked her up and lowered her back on my shit.

“Fuck, KD! Fuck! I love you, girl.”

I was doing my best to hold my nut while she bucked all over my shit. Her legs were wrapped tightly around my waist like fucking vice grips, and she was really fucking the head of dick up as she held on to my locs. When her hands made their way around my neck, she slid them to my back, and I swore she was carving her name on my shit. Her scratches stung, but that shit only made me fuck her harder.

“Karima! Fuuuuuuck!”

I shot the damn club all the way up. I supposed that was a plus about her already being pregnant. I didn’t have to hide fucking condoms. She rested her head against mine as we both panted. My dick was twitching inside of her. His thirsty ass wanted more. Apparently, her pussy did too, because just those small movements turned her faucet on.

“Rhoooodessss! Shiiiit!”

I wrapped my arms around her and walked to the couch, laying her on it. Staring at her pregnant belly as I made love to her was next level. There was no more fucking to be done. I couldn’t even be in savage mode staring at it. I slow stroked her deeply and stared into her eyes. We were a sticky mess, but I didn’t even give a fuck. Being inside of her was like a damn fantasy… a dream I never wanted to wake up from.

“Let’s travel these Rhodes to ecstasy, baby,” I said as I hovered over her then slowly tongue kissed her.

When my tongue left her mouth, it didn’t come back to me. It graced her cheek then went down to her ear and neck. I wanted to taste every centimeter of her. I circled my tongue around her nipple and watched it harden even more. I allowed my saliva to leak all over it and watched it run down the side of it, then pushed it up and let her lick it up.

Seeing her tongue only made my dick painfully hard, because the memories that shit held was enough to make me nut twice at once. Just imagining that shit was on my dick had him ready to spit everywhere. Karima could have me eating the fuck out of her right now, knowing her shit was laced with my nut. That was just how gone I was.

Staring into her eyes, I said, “Thank you for giving me our destiny back. I love you.”

“I love you too, Rosewood,” she said in a soft, trembling voice.

I picked up my pace a bit, winding my dick into her, being sure to graze her G-spot with every stroke. When her eyes rolled back and shut, I knew her nut had arrived. She didn’t squirt this time, but as I sat up to look at the action and saw all the cream she was leaving on me, I fired off immediately.

I collapsed next to her on her oversized couch and kissed the side of her neck, ear, then her cheek. This was the last thing I was expecting to happen. While I was hoping she would give in to me, I never in a million years thought she would be bucking all over my shit tonight.

“You worked up an appetite, KD?”

When she didn’t respond to me, I picked my head up to see she was sound asleep. I smiled at the sight. She was so beautiful. There was no way I was going to wake her up. We would shower whenever she woke up. I grabbed her throw from the back of the sofa and covered her body with it then got up and searched for her cleaning products. Her fluids were all over the floor and this couch. This was what I’d been living for, making life improvements for. It all paid off. She would be Karima Woods before she could count to ten.

CHAPTER9

KARIMA

“So I guess you forgave that nigga. He been at your house every day for the past week,” KJ said as I sat with him on his couch.

“I forgave him a long time ago. However, I decided to quit running from what my heart wanted. Despite what he did, I love him, KJ. I couldn’t keep fighting it. I know he loves me too. He had a severe lapse of judgment, but that was caused by fear and desperation. No one’s perfect. I wanted a family, so apparently, it was in God’s plans for that to happen now; otherwise, I wouldn’t have gotten pregnant.”

“If you say so. As long as you good, I guess I can be good too.”

“Yeah. He told me he gives you a head nod whenever he sees you.”

“Mm-hmm. I don’t acknowledge it though.”

“He told me that too. It’s not gonna stop him from speaking.”

“Good.”

I slowly shook my head as I leaned against my protector. He’d just gotten home from a rodeo in Sulphur, rooting Rylan and Milana on. Kingsley and Kane were working on team roping. Kane had been doing great with his arm. It was like he’d never been shot. They planned to enter the Easter rodeo in Liberty. It was coming up in a couple of months. However, ever since that incident, I noticed he got a little more… loose. I supposed that was a good word for it.

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