Chapter 14 TONI ROC #3
That shit set him off. He grabbed my thighs and spread them wider, pushin’ deeper into me while his body pressed harder against mine.
His strokes got rougher and deeper. He had the bed shiftin’, the headboard knockin’ and my body slidin’ up the mattress every time he pushed into me.
“Fuck, Toni…” he groaned. “This pussy too fuckin’ good… I been trippin’… I been trippin’ bad…”
My body was already buildin’ up, my legs shakin’ around him while my clit throbbed from the way he kept hittin’ that spot.
“I’m ‘bout to cum!” I cried. “Kay’Lo…” I cried some more.
“Cum on me,” he said immediately, his voice rough while he lifted up just enough to get a better angle, his hand slidin’ up to hold my throat, keepin’ my face turned toward his. “I want that shit… let that pussy melt on my dick.”
His hips snapped forward harder after that, each stroke deeper, like he was locked in and not lettin’ up while my voice got louder without me even tryna hold it in.
“I ain’t hit my pussy in months,” he muttered, his breath uneven while he kept drivin’ into me. “I’m feelin’ all that… you hear me? All that…”
His grip tightened on my throat just enough to keep me right where he wanted me, my eyes on him, and my body pinned under him while he kept that same pace, pushin’ me closer and closer.
“Say my name,” he added low. “Let me hear you.”
“Kay’Lo!” I cried, my voice breakin’ while my body jerked with the way he kept pushin’ into me.
“Louder,” he demanded, his voice rough, and his hips drivin’ into me harder like he was pullin’ it out of me.
“Kay’Lo!” I screamed, my nails diggin’ into his back while my legs tightened around him.
“Yeah… just like that,” he groaned, keepin’ that same rhythm, not lettin’ up. “Say it again.”
“Kay’Lo!” I cried out again, louder this time, my whole body givin’ in while he kept thrustin’ into me, now fuckin’ all his aggression out.
Still grippin’ my neck, he fucked me deeper, until I felt shivers runnin’ throughout my entire damn body.
His voice dropped lower after that, strained, like he was fightin’ his own body while he kept pushin’ into me.
“Fuck…” he groaned, grindin’ deeper, his chest pressin’ back down on mine while his lips brushed along my ear. “I wanna cum in you so bad, baby…”
He let go of my neck and drove his dick into me harder, then slowed it right back down, keepin’ me right here under him, his mouth movin’ along my jaw, kissin’ slow while he stayed deep inside me.
“But I’mma pull out… I gotta… I ain’t tryna fuck you up again…”
My stupid ass was so far gone, I said the first thing that came to my mind. “I don’t care if you nut in me, baby!”
His hips slowed just a lil’, like he was tryna control it, but he stayed deep, still draggin’ his dick through that same spot in my pussy that had my body lockin’ up.
“Baby…” he murmured low, his voice right in my ear while he rolled his hips into me slow. “You want my baby again?”
He kissed along my jaw, then pressed deeper, holdin’ it there for a second like he wanted me to feel every word.
“You want me to put another one in you?” he added, softer but heavier, his breath warm on my skin while his hips started movin’ again.
“Oh my God, Kay’Lo… yes!”
“Yeah?” he breathed, a lil’ smirk in his tone while he pushed into me again, deeper this time. “You want me to fill this pussy up again?”
He kissed me again, slow, then dragged his lips back down my jaw.
“Shit…” he groaned, his control slippin’ while he kept movin’ inside me. “You want My’Love to have a lil’ sister… or you want another one of me runnin’ round this house?”
His hips snapped into me once, then slowed right back down, keepin’ that same pressure.
“Talk to me,” he muttered low. “Tell me what this pussy want.”
“I want a boy, baby!” I cried, diggin’ my nails deeper into his back, my body givin’ in to every word and every stroke.
“I know,” he said, his voice thick, almost cocky now. “I feel it… this pussy don’t wanna let me go.”
“Fuck…” he groaned, pressin’ his forehead to mine while he kept grindin’ into me. “And I still don’t wanna stop…”
Right before my body gave in, Kay’Lo shifted his hips lower, droppin’ down into me in a way that had his dick draggin’ along the bottom of my pussy with every slow, deep stroke.
He was grindin’ into that spot over and over, pressin’ into it like he knew exactly where it was and what it was doin’ to me.
Every time he slid back in, his dick stayed low and close to my asshole, hittin’ that same spot again and again until my legs started shakin’ and my back arched off the bed.
His hand slid between us, and he rubbed my clit just enough to push me over, and when I came, it hit me hard. My whole body tightened around him, and I cried his name loud, my hips liftin’ into him while my pussy squeezed him over and over.
“Yeah,” he groaned. “That’s it… that pussy slidin’ all on my dick.”
The way I was reactin’ had him losin’ it too.
“I’m ‘bout to nut,” he warned, his strokes gettin’ sloppy now. “I’m tryna hold it but this shit too good…”
I barely heard him ’cause I was still comin’ down, still shakin’ and holdin’ on to him.
“Kay’Lo…” I whimpered, kissin’ all over his jaw.
He tried to pull out. I felt his hips lift just enough like he was really tryna do it right this time, but the second he started slidin’ out, his body betrayed him.
“Fuck…” he groaned, his voice strained, like he was fightin’ himself.
His hand gripped my thigh tighter as he pulled halfway out, and I felt his nut. It was that hot rush already comin’ down his shaft before he could even stop it, his body jerkin’ from it like it caught him off guard.
“Shit…” he breathed, his head droppin’ for a second like he knew he just lost that fight.
And just like that, instinct took over.
He pushed his dick right back inside me, deep and full, like there wasn’t even a decision to make, ’cause his body chose for him. His hips pressed into me hard while he let go completely, his breath breakin’, and his whole body goin’ tense as he finished.
“Fuck it…” he muttered low, almost to himself, like he wasn’t even tryna pretend no more.
He stayed buried deep, holdin’ me still while the whole orgasm hit him in waves, his grip tight on my thigh, and his chest pressed to mine like he needed to ground himself in me while he came.
His head dropped into my neck, his breath heavy, and his body still twitchin’ a lil’ as he rode it out, like once it started, there was no stoppin’ it anyway.
We kissed slow after that, messy and deep, like neither one of us wanted to break the connection.
When he finally leaned back and looked at me, there was that same look in his eyes again.
“I’mma fuck you again as soon as my dick get back hard,” he said low, like he wasn’t even askin’.
I swallowed, my body still sensitive, and wantin’ him.
“Okay, baby,” I whispered.
“I love you baby,” I said while he was still on top of me, our bodies still locked together like neither one of us was ready to come up for air just yet. The way he stayed with me, breathin’ heavy against me, made it feel like we hadn’t even come down all the way.
My hands was still on his back, movin’ slow over his skin, feelin’ the heat of him, and how relaxed he had gotten after all that tension he been carryin’ for weeks. I ain’t rush him to move, ’cause I ain’t wanna break nothin’ that we had just found again.
He lifted his head and looked at me, and the way his eyes held mine made my heart flutter, ’cause it had been a long time since I felt seen by him like this.
“I’m sorry, baby. I’m sorry for everything,” I said. “For how I been actin’, for the way I been treatin’ you and not showin’ up the way I should’ve. I know I been movin’ wrong. I haven’t been a good wife, but… I’m gon’ fix it.”
I watched him while I said it, hopin’ he heard me for real and not just brushed it off like it ain’t matter, ’cause I meant every word that came out my mouth.
He leaned down and kissed along my neck slow, then up along my jaw, his lips warm in a way that made my eyes close for a second while I felt him take that in.
“I forgive you,” he said against my skin, his voice low and sure, like it really was that simple for him.
And with him, it always had been.
He wasn’t the type to sit around holdin’ on to shit just to prove a point. He wasn’t gon’ drag out somethin’ when he already knew where his heart was at, so when he said it, I believed him without second guessin’ it.
I slid my hand up into his hair and held him for a second, just feelin’ him close to me, and what we had just got back without either one of us overthinkin’ it.
That’s when I heard my phone ringin’. It had been ringin’ for a minute, but I ain’t pay it no mind, ’cause I was too busy gettin’ fucked good. I let out a small breath and reached over to grab it off the other pillow while Kay’Lo stayed right here over me.
I looked at the screen and saw it was Sha’Nelle. I answered it and put it on speaker.
“What’s up?” I answered, tryna sound normal.
“Bitch,” Sha’Nelle said sharp as hell, and I already knew I should’ve let the phone ring, but she had my baby. “I hope you know we can hear Kay’Lo puttin’ yo’ muthafuckin’ ass through that mattress.”
My eyes went wide, and I covered my mouth quick, feelin’ the heat hit my face instantly while I turned my head like she could see me.
“Oh my God…” I muttered under my breath.
Kay’Lo dropped his head into my shoulder and started laughin’, that deep laugh comin’ from his chest while he shook his head like he already knew we got caught up.
“Y’all loud as shit,” Sha’Nelle kept goin’. “I’m sittin’ here tryna mind my business with My’Love and y’all got me feelin’ like I’m in the damn room with y’all. You know how loud you gotta be for a muthafucka to hear you gettin’ fucked… in a mansion, bitch.”
“Girl, shut up,” I said, but I couldn’t even stop the laugh that slipped out, ’cause she wasn’t lyin’ and I knew it.