Chapter 29 #2
The kiss got heavier. My hands slid up to his neck, my fingers tanglin’ with his chain while his lips moved against mine.
He gripped me tighter, one hand slidin’ up my back while the other stayed on my ass, keepin’ me close.
The way he kissed me made me forget about the tension we had.
It was like all that pain turned into passion.
He lifted me up with ease, my legs wrappin’ around his waist before I even thought about it. He turned, layin’ me on the bed and hoverin’ over me. His eyes looked down into mine, dark and hungry. “Tomorrow, we goin’ to look at houses,” he said between kisses.
“For real?” I asked, starin’ up at him, a lil’ breathless.
“Yeah,” he said. “It’s time for me and you to have our own spot. Just us. I told you we was gon’ eventually do it, baby.”
Before I could even respond, he kissed me again. His tongue brushed mine, his hand slid down my thigh, and every touch felt hot.
I turned over, gettin’ on top of him. I slid down between his legs, my hands restin’ on his thighs while I looked up at him. The way he was watchin’ me made my stomach twist. His eyes was low, his jaw flexed
“Go ‘head, baby. Do ya thing,” he said, his hand caressin’ my face.
I pulled his sweatpants down slow, my nails grazin’ his skin as I freed his dick.
He let out a low groan the second my lips touched him. I took my time, lickin’ the tip first, then slid my mouth down on him, nice and slow. His hand came up, his fingers runnin’ through my hair while I moved my tongue in circles. I loved hearin’ the way he breathed when I had him like this.
I pulled back just enough to let a long string of spit fall from my tongue, lettin’ it drip right down his shaft before I wrapped my lips around him again.
I stroked him with both hands, twistin’ and jerkin’ him while my mouth worked the top.
My spit ran down my hands, my chin, even his thighs, and I let it get messy ‘cause I knew he loved the shit.
“Mmm,” I moaned around him, my lips slidin’ up and down slow, then faster, suckin’ him like I wanted the whole dick in my throat.
I cupped his balls in one hand and massaged them gentle, then leaned lower and sucked them into my mouth one at a time, lickin’ all over them. His legs spread wider when I did that.
“Damn…” he groaned, his hand tightenin’ in my hair.
I went back up to his shaft and licked from the base all the way to the tip, long and slow, like I was savin’ every taste of him.
My tongue flicked under the head, kissin’ the sensitive part before I swallowed him again, deeper this time.
I bobbed my head, suckin’ hard, lettin’ the spit pop every time I came back up.
Sloppy sounds filled the room. Real wet, nasty and loud.
I jerked him with one hand and sucked with all throat, my lips slidin’ and spit drippin’ down my chest.
He started breathin’ heavier, his stomach tightenin’ and his hips pushin’ up like he couldn’t help it.
That’s when I really went to work.
I twisted both hands on him, and stroked his dick fast while my mouth sucked the head of his dick. I moaned on him, loud and messy, lettin’ the vibration hit the sensitive part, watchin’ his abs jump every time I did it.
His head fell back and he let out a rough, low, “Fuck…”
I smiled around his dick and kept goin’, sloppier, nastier, deeper, suckin’ him like I was tryna take his soul right out his body.
“Damn, baby,” he muttered, his voice thick with pleasure.
I hummed against him, takin’ him deeper, lettin’ my tongue glide as I moved up and down.
His hand tightened enough to let me know he was feelin’ it.
Every sound he made pulled another moan out of me, and I wanted to taste every bit of that reaction.
I lifted my head for a second, lookin’ up at him with a smile before I licked him again, slow from the base to the tip.
He tilted his head back, breathin’ hard, his abs flexin’ every time I went down on him.
The way he groaned my name like a broken cry, let me know he was close. I didn’t stop. I wanted all of it. When he finally came, I swallowed slow, my eyes still on him. He looked down at me, breathin’ heavy, his face soft but full of that look that always melted me.
I climbed up beside him, and he pulled me close, kissin’ the side of my neck and whisperin’, “I love you, girl.”
I kissed him back, then slid out of his arms and stepped out of the bed. My legs were still shaky, but I grabbed the straps of my dress and let it fall right down my body.
He watched every move I made. He pushed himself up and pulled the rest of his pants down, takin’ off his briefs with them so he was completely naked. He leaned back on his elbows, his eyes runnin’ slow over my whole body while his dick stood up hard between us, still glistenin’ with my spit.
I stood there for a second, lookin’ at him, takin’ in the way the light hit the veins in his shaft, and the way the spit I left behind slid down toward his base.
He watched me right back, his tongue slidin’ across his bottom lip like he already knew I was about to climb on top of him and ride him slow.
I climbed back onto the bed, crawlin’ toward him on my hands and knees while his eyes followed every shift of my hips. I swung my leg over him and straddled his waist, gettin’ ready to sit down on this dick slow, my body already throbbin’ for him again.
I guided him inside me slow, my body stretchin’ to take him all in.
The feelin’ made me moan before I could stop myself.
He was thick and deep, slidin’ into my pussy so slow it made my thighs shake.
I started movin’ slow, rollin’ my hips against him while his hands helped guide me.
His eyes never left mine, and every time I rode harder, he groaned, his head fallin’ back.
“Damn, you feel good as hell,” he whispered.
I moved faster, and the sound of how wet I was had the room makin’ noise. It was slippery, and juicy. My heat wrapped around him so tight it felt like my body was tryin’ to pull him deeper, like it wasn’t satisfied unless he touched every part of me inside.
His hands slid from my waist to my hips, grippin’ me hard, and I felt that shift in him. That moment where he stopped lettin’ me ride him and started takin’ over. He lifted his hips, meetin’ every roll of my body with a deep thrust that made my mouth fall open.
I leaned down to kiss him, our lips barely touchin’ as our bodies moved together. He kept whisperin’ in my ear, tellin’ me how much he loved me, and how crazy I made him. His voice was shakin’ every time he spoke.
My body trembled again, and when he gripped my waist tighter and started meetin’ my movements with long, deep strokes, we both lost control.
This nigga didn’t bounce me. He dragged me!
He pulled my body back and forth on his dick, grindin’ me down into him with every thrust. I could feel him pressin’ all the way up in me.
My legs started shakin’ harder, my stomach tightenin’, and my damn head going back ‘cause the pleasure was too fuckin’ much.
“Oh my God,” I moaned as my nails dug into his chest. “It feel so good… it feel so good…”
He grabbed my hips harder. His thrusts got deeper and heavier, pushin’ into me from underneath while my body rolled against him. My whole body felt like it was turnin’ inside out. The way he was hittin’ my shit made my back arch and my thighs lock up around him.
“I feel you, baby,” he groaned, his stomach tightenin’ under my hands. “I feel how wet you are… I feel all of it…”
His hips slammed up into mine again, slow but powerful, and that was it. My body went limp and tight at the same time. I felt my pussy clench up hard around his dick, my whole body vibratin’ while heat rushed through me so fast, I lost my breath.
He felt it. He felt all of it.
“Come here… come on baby… let it go…” he whispered, his voice breakin’ while he kept movin’ me on him.
We came together, both of us tremblin’, both of us moanin’ into each other’s mouths. I could feel his body tightened under me as he released deep inside, and the warmth of his nut pushed me over the edge again.
I collapsed on top of him, both of us covered in sweat. His arms wrapped around me, holdin’ me close while his dick softened inside me slow, and neither of us wanted to move.
He kissed the top of my head, his hand rubbin’ my back. “We good, baby,” he whispered. “We gon’ be good.”
I nodded, lettin’ his warmth calm me. For the first time tonight, I felt peace. All that pain from earlier ain’t even matter no more. It was just me and him, right where we belonged.
Just when we was ‘bout to go to sleep, my phone started ringin’.
I groaned and reached around the bed, tryna find it through the sheets.
It was somewhere near my leg, vibratin’.
I grabbed it, squintin’ at the screen when I saw a number I ain’t recognize.
For a second, I thought about lettin’ it ring out, but somethin’ in me said answer it.
“Hello?” I answered, my voice low and tired.
The voice on the other end was deep and mean. “This Toni?”
I frowned. “Who askin’?”
“Don’t worry ‘bout that. Just know I’m lookin’ for that nigga you laid up with. Tell your man I want his head.”
The second I heard that, my heart dropped. I sat up fast, lookin’ toward Kay’Lo, who was already stirrin’. He propped himself on one elbow, his brows low, and his whole vibe switchin’. “Who that?”
I put the call on speaker, my hand shakin’ a lil’. “It’s my uncle,” I said, my stomach turnin’.
“Uncle?” Kay’Lo repeated, his voice sharp. “What uncle?”
“Darnell,” I muttered.
Before I could say anything else, Darnell’s voice barked through the phone. “Tell that nigga I said what I said! He think shit sweet ‘cause he killed my son and got away with it, but I promise you it ain’t over.”
Kay’Lo snatched the phone from my hand so fast it made me jump. “Her nigga right here,” he said, his tone low and deadly. “What’s up?”
Darnell laughed, that ugly, hateful sound crawlin’ through the speaker. “Nigga, where you at then? We can handle it right now.”
“Nah,” Kay’Lo said, leanin’ forward. “Where the fuck you at?”
Darnell didn’t hesitate. “I’m in the same hood you seen me in before. You know where to find me. Pull up if you got the balls.”
Kay’Lo smirked, cold and unbothered. “Bet.” Then he hung up the phone, tossed it on the bed, and got up like he was born for moments like this.
“Kay’Lo,” I said quick, my voice shakin’. “Don’t do this, please. Not right now.”
He pulled on his pants, and grabbed his shirt from the chair without even lookin’ at me. “Nah, Toni. Fuck that. Niggas wanna talk crazy, they gon’ get crazy.”
“Baby, please,” I begged, reachin’ for his arm. “It’s late. Let this shit go. We so far away from where that nigga live. We on a whole island, baby. Fuck him.”
He stopped, finally lookin’ at me, his eyes dark and full of heat. “Toni, that nigga threatened me. I ain’t the type to let that slide.”
I shook my head, my voice gettin’ softer.
“I ain’t tell you not to defend yourself, but you know that nigga been wantin’ a reason.
He still mad about Deuce, and he ain’t never gon’ see the truth about what happened.
You killed his son ‘cause you had to. You was protectin’ yourself. You don’t owe him shit.”
He ran a hand down his face and sighed, sittin’ on the edge of the bed for a second. “I know, but I’m tired of niggas actin’ like I’m supposed to let ‘em play with me.”
“‘Lo, don’t let this be the thing that send you backwards. You got a future, baby. You got me. You got Pressure, Renza, and your whole family ridin’ for you. You don’t need to prove shit.”
He looked up at me, and for a second, I could see that fight inside him—the part that wanted to go handle shit and the part that knew I was right. His hand came up, slid around my thigh, and gripped it firm.
He reached for my chin and pulled me closer till our foreheads touched. “If that nigga call again, I swear to God I’m goin’.”
I nodded slow. “If he do, I ain’t gon’ stop you, but right now, stay here with me. You already won, baby. You still here, and that’s what he can’t stand.”
Kay’Lo exhaled, lookin’ like he was finally startin’ to calm down. He leaned back, pullin’ me into his arms. I could still feel the tension in him, that quiet rage that lived right under the surface, but for now he was holdin’ it in.
“I hate niggas,” he muttered against my neck.
“I know,” I said, kissin’ his shoulder. “I do too.”
We laid there, the room still warm from everything we just did. I could feel his heartbeat slowin’ down against my back, and I just prayed this peace would last. But deep down, I knew Darnell wasn’t gon’ let it end here.