Page 313 of Kentrell

“Yes,” she breathed, eyes still glistening as they danced over my face. Fine shit. My shorty was too raw. I kissed her again,softer this time, just as I freed my dick from my sweatspants. Letting the tip touch her clit, she bucked, gasping.

“You love me?” I asked, tapping her with it once—just enough to make her legs shake.

She nodded, fast, making my jaw flex.

“You love me?” I asked again, tapping her twice this time.

Another nod. Still on game. Still trying to hold out.

“Zoe,” I growled deeper, splitting my shaft between her folds—dragging it slow as she squirmed beneath me. I tightened my grip around her neck, letting her feel every ounce of control I had left.

“A’ight,” I said low… and pushed in.

Still squeezing her throat.

Still watching her mouth fall open.

Still stifling every moan that tried to escape.

And still not planning to stop.

Her moan hit the back of her throat but barely made it past my grip. Her walls clenched around me like she didn’t know whether to push me out or pull me deeper. I dragged out the first stroke slow… real slow… feeling every inch of her wrap around me. Then I pulled back almost all the way out—just to drive back in harder, making the bed frame knock the wall.

“Unh—Kentrell…” she gasped, voice all breath and struggle, her hands clawing at my shoulders and shirt, searching for something to hold onto.

I kept stroking. Deep. Heavy. Grinding my hips into hers with every thrust. Watching her face shift from defiant to desperate… to dizzy.

“This what you wanted, right?” I whispered in her ear, still holding her throat, still pushing into her like I had a point to prove. “This whatchu been missing, ma?”

She nodded fast, her body trembling, tears still slipping from the corners of her eyes even as she arched her back to take more.

I let go of her throat just long enough for her to suck in a full breath—and then grabbed the back of her neck instead, yanking her up to kiss me again, messy and hungry.

Her legs wrapped tighter around my waist, locking me in as her moans got louder, making her whole body shake underneath me.

“Lemme hear that shit,” I growled against her lips.

“I love you,” she whimpered, barely able to get the words out between gasps.

“That’s right,” I muttered, fucking her harder… deeper… driving the headboard into the wall with every stroke until all she could do was cry my name.

Her cries turned softer, more broken with every stroke. She was right on the edge… I could feel it in the way she tightened around me… kept clenching like her body was begging for permission to let go.

Her nails dug into my back, then slid to my shoulders, then up to my neck like she didn’t know where to hold on. Like nothing felt solid enough except me.

I buried my face in her neck, breathing her in, tasting her skin as I kept driving into her… deeper… harder… until her whole body locked up underneath me.

“Kentrell… oh my God… I—” The rest got swallowed in a sob.

That was it.

Her legs snapped tight around my waist. Her pussy clenched down hard, pulsing around me as she came… long… drawn-out… like her body couldn’t stop shaking even after the first wave hit.

I slowed my stroke… but I didn’t stop. Stayed deep inside her, grinding slow and heavy through every last ripple while kissing her jaw, her cheek, her temple… anywhere my mouth could reach.

Her body stayed trembling under me… breath hiccuping… tears running hot down her face as she buried it in my neck.

“I gotchu,” I murmured, holding her tight as her legs loosened around me, her arms falling limp for a second like I drained every ounce of energy she had.

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