Page 140 of Kentrell

The other kept a fistful of her hair.

She turned her head slightly, cheek brushing my lips.

And I kissed her there—soft. Not missing a stroke.

Then I slid my mouth to her ear.

“You feel that?” I murmured, my voice a low hum against her skin. “That’s me, all up in yo stomach.”

She whimpered. Couldn’t even speak.

Her breath hitched, body tightening up again like she was on the edge of another one.

“Don’t fight it,” I whispered, grinding deeper. Slower. “Take it. All of it.”

My hand slid from her waist down between her thighs, finding her clit again, just to feel the way she pulsed. The slickness. The heat.

“Kentrell…” she gasped, broken and breathless.

“Yeah, ma,” I grunted, keeping the rhythm steady and punishing. “Say that shit louder.”

She moaned my name again, louder this time, as her body started to tremble.

I wrapped my arm tighter around her waist, fucking her through it. Her legs gave out, but I held her up.

Kept stroking.

Kept talking.

“Look at you…” I kissed behind her ear, grinning as her body writhed. “Can’t take it—but don’t want me to stop either.”

She shook her head, sobbing pleasure into her pillow.

“You mine now,” I growled, kissing her neck again. “All the way mine.”

And when she didn’t argue… when all she did was moan and cum for me again, I knew?—

She wasn’t just feeling me.

She wasfalling.

And if she wasn’t?

Then I’d fuck her until she did.

“This whatchu wanted?” I growled, still pounding.

“Mmhmm,” she nodded through the spasms.

“Say it.”

“I want—sss…” she shivered, a sharp inhale cutting her off. Her body clenched down hard around me.

That second wave was hitting her.

I felt it—her walls gripping me, that subtle tremor rolling through her thighs. I shifted my leg, angling my hips just right?—

“AHHH!” Zoe exploded again, body jerking, but I didn’t let go.

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