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Dominic and Zoree Kincaid want to meet with you this afternoon, will you be free?
Zach was always on a nigga’s line early in the morning. I often wondered what time his ass woke up every day. His text did have my interest piqued though. Dominic Kincaid owned Black Diamonds, a popular nightclub here in Crescent Falls, and his wife had a liquor line or some shit.
For what?I texted back.
A business opportunity.
I’ll be there then. Make sure it’s worth my time, since you’re making me cut training short.
Don’t I always?
That’s why we pay you the big bucks, bro. What about the promoter thing?
I needed a new promoter since I had fired my pops. It was bittersweet because the nigga was good as fuck at what he did, but I wasn’t going to keep dealing with him inserting himself into my personal business and life nor was I going for the disrespect and slander of my wife.
Got that covered too. See you at the office this afternoon.
Just as I tossed my phone to the side, Kehlani was exiting the bathroom covered in nothing but her towel.
“Ay, come here.” I caught her wrist when she tried to walk past me.
I rubbed up and down her bare thighs once I had her between my legs. She smiled down at me as I looked up at her.
“Give me a kiss,” I commanded and like the good wife that she was, she leaned down and kissed my lips.
She tried it with that quick punk ass peck, but I wasn’t going for it. Wrapping a hand around the back of her neck to keep her in place, I forced my tongue inside her mouth to deepen the kiss.
She quickly fell into rhythm with the kiss and straddled my lap.
With my free hand, I pulled her towel apart until her breasts were exposed. We had just found out about the baby, but her shits were already growing. Releasing the hold on her neck and breaking the kiss, I moved my head lower so that I could pull one of her nipples into my mouth. She’d been complaining about how sensitive and tender they were, so I wanted to be gentle.
“Baby,” she whimpered while massaging the back of my neck and head.
I wasn’t wearing anything but some basketball shorts, so I could feel the heat coming from her center. Too eager to resist it, I slipped two fingers inside of her. Her shit instantly squeezed my fingers, making my dick jump in my shorts.
I let go of the nipple that was in my mouth and switched to the other while speeding up the pace of my fingers inside of her. Her body started to jolt as I moved in and out of her. When I felt her starting to come unglued, I released her nipple and looked up at her making sexy ass faces. She was fine as shit to me all thetime, but it was something about the way she looked when I was snatching her soul.
“Baby,” she cried. “I’m—uh.” She was creaming all over my fingers. It was a sight to see and mouthwatering, but I wanted to be inside of her badly, so I had to settle for only tasting her essence on my fingers as I released myself from my shorts.
“Javyous, not right now, I have—mmm.”
Her words were cut short when I entered her.
“Right now, so shut up and ride this dick.”
I fell back on the bed supporting my weight on one of my elbow as I held her ass in the other hand. Her hands were on my shoulders and her feet planted flat on the bed as she moved up and down on my dick. Her shit was wet as hell and my toes were curling from the feeling.
I slapped and gripped her ass as she bounced on my shit. She always tried to act like she didn’t want this dick but showed out every time she hopped on it.
“Fuck,” I grunted and smacked her ass when she did a kegel on my shit. “Ride that mothafucka, just like that.”
She loved when I stroked her ego and smacked her ass when I was beating her shit out of the frame.
Freaky ass.
Gripping her chin gently, I pulled her face to mine and forced a nasty kiss on her as she continued to ride. Letting her lips go, I kept her face in my hands as I looked down to watch the magic happen. My nut was rising quickly as I watched the show and listened to her moans and cries.
“Shit, girl,” I said, eyeing her.
