Chapter 9 #3
Blinking back the tears that threatened to fall, I reached out and touched his face.
The sense of security I felt when I was around Kannon was almost bizarre.
I felt like I could do anything, face anyone.
I felt like I could actually be free of my contract without losing everything I’d worked so hard for.
That wasn’t the only reason I leaned forward and brushed my lips against his, but it was major.
“I love you, Kannon.”
“Hmph. Being all sweet ain’t gon’ stop me from fucking the shit out of you, Carteay. We might need to stop and get you a plan B, C, D and E.”
“Kannon, shut up!” I cackled.
“I don’t want you to think I’m trying to get you pregnant and fuck up your career. I want all the success in the world for you, but ain’t no pulling out tonight,” Kannon warned.
“What happened to wearing a condom?”
“A little piece a rubber ain’t gon’ hold this. I got something for you as soon as we get where we’re going. You had me out here going crazy and waiting on you to call me for two months. I’ma put it in your life.”
I threw my head back laughing, but I was sure Kannon knew I looked forward to him fulfilling his promise. Just in case he didn’t know, I told him.
“I’m holding you to that.”
“You looked pretty as hell in that silky, pink dress. It was so pretty like that pink pussy. I have some silk ties that very same shade.”
“You can forget that. You are not tying me up.”
“I thought we were past that, C. I told you I’m not gon’ leave you tied up again.”
“You got that right.”
“What I gotta do? Tell me how to make it up to you.”
Cocking my head to the side, I folded my arms across my chest. “Let me tie you up.”
He had the nerve to scoff. “Be for real, Carteay.”
“So, you’ve never let a woman tie you up?” I quizzed.
He raised his shoulders and held his hands palms up. “Baby, I was a virgin until I met you.”
I waved him off. “That’s why I can’t take your ass serious.”
“OK, OK, I’m being serious. Tell me what to do.”
“Let me tie you up.”
“We’ll talk, OK. Not right now though. I need to be drunk first.”
“You got liquor at the house.”
“I know I do,” he said, pulling me closer until I was in his lap. “I’m not drinking tonight. I want to make sure I feel everything.”
“Mm, I like the sound of that.”
“Oh, you’re gonna love it. Just know that this pretty face and that sweet pussy ain’t gon’ keep your boy alive this time.”
“Shut up.” I laughed.
Kannon’s phone dinged, causing him to shift in his seat to take it out of his pocket. He frowned before swiping the screen to answer.
“Hello?”
“Boy, these tabloids are swift as hell. You hear me? They already got your bighead ass online snatching that man up like a rag doll. Did that girl put you in her show, or did you prance out there like a little girl ’cause you were tight? You do know that’s an act, right?”
I laughed at Kannon’s brother’s teasing. I loved to see them clown him because he was always teasing somebody else.
“Is that all you wanted?” Kannon snapped.
“Baby, be nice,” I urged.
“Yeah, baby, be nice,” his brother mocked.
“Keywan, fuck you. I see why Mama said you were a mistake.”
“Don’t get mad with me ’cause they’re calling you Big Daddy Kannon all over social media.”
“What?” Kannon and I asked at the same time.
“Stop that, Keywan. Give me that phone.” I heard shuffling in the background before a woman came on the phone.
“Hey, Kannon. Don’t pay my silly ass husband any attention.
You know he’s just jealous of all the attention you’re getting right now.
Before he called, he was whining about you trying to steal his name. ”
Kannon laughed at that. “Trust me, I’m not worried about him.”
“We had a great time. Can you tell Miss Carteay that she did her thing? You guys had a great performance. You looked so good up there. I was kinda scared for that guy. That looked totally unscripted. I couldn’t tell if it was staged or not, but I ate it up, baby. Y’all had me gagged.”
“Thank you, Iyla,” I chimed in once I realized that it was Keywan’s wife.
“Oh, hey, girl. You were so pretty tonight. Was Kannon coming on stage part of the show?”
“Not at all, and he’s very much in the doghouse right now, and he don’t even know it.”
“What you mean I’m in the doghouse?” Kannon questioned.
“Get his behind together, sis. Seriously, though, you and Kannon actually looked good together. I think you should lean into that. I’m just saying.
My brother needs love. He’s a good guy. Don’t let that tough guy act fool you.
They all have that same rough exterior, but I’ve seen firsthand that the other two are lovers.
My baby tries to play tough, but he’s just a big teddy bear. I know Kannon’s no different.”
Kannon looked mortified, only making this phone call even better. “I’ll keep him in mind.”
I fell out laughing when Kannon snatched the phone and ended the call.
“Stop laughing, Carrie,” he said, holding back a laugh of his own.
I had to give it to Kannon. As I stood at the foot of the bed, admiring my handiwork, I couldn’t help but smile.
There was no method to my madness as I wrapped and draped the silky scarves and ropes around his torso.
Still seeing him all tied up in his own ropes and silk ties turned me the fuck on.
The contrast of the pink and red against the mural of tattoos on his milk chocolate body was doing something weird to my head.
It didn’t help that his dick was standing at attention saluting me like the good, strong soldier it was.
I couldn’t wait to experience the totality of its wrath again.
I knew Kannon would have to be free to move for me to get the full experience, but I could wait for that. This was too exciting to pass up. I was in total control, and I loved it. When I put my knee on the bed, he raised his head to look at me.
“You satisfied?” he asked, lifting his brows.
“Not yet. When I perform, you know it’s just an act, right?”
“Carrie, you didn’t see how he was looking at you.”
“Kannon, I only want you. When I’m on stage, I’m not your version of Carteay.
When I’m up there, I’m not Carrie. I’m Carteay with the chart-topping hit single,” I said as I moved over and grabbed the bottle of oil from the nightstand.
I crawled further onto the bed as I squeezed some of the oil into my hand and rubbed it on his thighs.
“Aww shit, I get a massage too? I’m starting to like this punishment.”
“Who said it was a punishment?” I smirked as I moved up to massage his chest between the ropes.
“That was my song, Carteay. You wrote that song about me. Right?”
Leaning forward, I kissed his lips before reaching behind myself and unclasping my bra.
Kannon yanked his arms trying to free himself from the handcuffs.
I wasn’t crazy enough to think I could make the knots he made.
I used the handcuffs to make sure he stayed put.
The ropes on his legs would just have to do.
With that in mind, I sat up and looked down at him.
“Just give me one hand, Carteay. I let you have one hand. I need to touch you.”
“Need is a strong word,” I said, picking up the oil and squeezing more in my hand until it was dripping on his stomach.
“You know I mean it though,” he challenged.
Refusing to give in, I slid down his body until I straddled his thighs, then grabbed his dick in both hands.
For a minute, I was in a trance, using both hands to twist and pump his length.
His dick was so thick and veiny that it felt good in my hands.
I got lost in the steady motion, surprised by how turned on I was from simply pleasuring him.
Hearing the faint sounds of Kannon’s moans and feeling him twist under my body only added fuel to the fire. The urge to touch myself had me removing one of my hands from him and slipping it between my own thighs.
“C, come on, baby. Let me do that for you,” Kannon requested, interrupting my thoughts.
“Are you going to be a good boy from now on?”
Narrowing his eyes, he said, “Define good.”
“I’ll take that as a no.”
I removed my hand from my panties and shoved them in Kannon’s mouth. He eagerly sucked my juices from my fingers before I pulled them out.
“I’ll be good. I promise,” he said, flashing a devilish grin.
“For some reason, I don’t believe you.”
“I will, Carteay. I need you to believe that I’m never gon’ hurt you, even if you don’t untie me. I bought your management company. I’m getting everything in order to set you free, baby.”
His confession shocked me, causing me to stop moving altogether. “What?”
“I told you I was gon’ fix it, Carteay.”
“Do you know how happy you make me, Kannon Glover?”
“I’m buying you out of your contract at Big Time Records too. I was going to wait until I had everything done to tell you. I’m setting you free, baby. I told you I would.”
“Kannon, really?” I squealed.
“Yeah, baby. Kross has been working on something with Ceasar’s wife.”
“Cheyenne?”
“We found out she’s the one that dropped you off at the hospital. He told her some lie about you overdosing on pills and him not wanting the media to know it was you and mess up your image.”
“Oh wow.”
“I told you I was handling it, baby.”
“Oh, now I know you know I gotta fuck you good,” I said, lifting my hips so I could pull my panties down.
“Untie me, baby. Let me fuck you.”
“Remember when I was asking you to for the past few days? You’ve waited two months. What’s a few more minutes? Besides, you didn’t answer my question, Kannon.”
I stood up and took off my panties, then squatted over the head of his dick. I held his dick in place with one hand and held onto the headboard with the other as I sank down on him.
“Mm.” I moaned, keeping my eyes on his face.
“I can’t say I know, but you should know that I’m trying every day. I want to make you happy, Carteay, not just with me, but with your life in general.”
“Good, because you do, baby. Where would I be without you?” I asked, bracing my hands on my knees as I squatted lower.
I bit down on my bottom lip as he stretched into me. A shuddered moan came from me when my eyes dropped to his. His brows were knitted into a scowl, and his jaw went slack as he watched me rise to the top then sink down just a little lower. Kannon groaned as I worked on finding my rhythm.
“This feels so good, Kannon,” I said, moving my hands to pinch my nipples. “I know you know how good this dick is. I don’t have to tell you. That’s why you were saving it for me. You knew I would fuck anyone up who got it after me. You were so good for me, baby. I’m proud of you.”
He stretched his eyes. “And all I ask is that you untie me, Carteay.”
“I can’t do that,” I told him before dropping down until my ass touched his balls.
We cried out in unison as he filled my space, leaving no room for adjustment. Kannon had been correct to brag. There was no one that could fill the spaces he filled. I closed my eyes as I mentally prepared to do that again.
When I opened my eyes, Kannon still looked like he was about to cry.
That was all the ammunition I needed. I bounced on his dick like a mad woman, feeling myself get wetter every time I sank down onto him.
The pressure of the head of his dick massaging my walls had my juices flowing down his shaft, creating a sloshing sound in the room only filled with the sounds of us.
I wanted Kannon so bad, and he was right here. It was sickening how horny I had been up until now. It felt good to finally release all the pent-up tension resting in my back and shoulders. I felt like I was high.
“I missed this dick so bad, baby. You’re right. I never gave him your pussy. That’s why he was so mad. I could never do that to you.”
“I know, baby. I missed feeling you too. Let me touch you, OK,” he said, pulling one of his damn hands out of the handcuffs. I should have known. I popped his hand, stopping him before he could touch me.
“You promised you would be a good boy.”
“Untie me, Carrie. I’m sorry, OK. I promise I won’t trip like that no more.”
I grabbed his free hand and dropped to my knees so that I could ride him harder.
“Carrie! Carrie! Baby, I’m sorry. I’m sorry, baby. Let me touch you,” he groaned.
That shit only turned me on more. I kept my hand clasped around his hand as I crashed my lips into his. Kannon was squeezing the hell out of my hand, but that didn’t stop my relentless ride.
“Let me touch you, Carteay. Please,” he begged.
“Cum in this pussy first, Kannon,” I ordered.
I should have known that would be all she wrote. I thought Kannon would break my hand as he pressed his shoulders into the bed and pushed his hips up so he could fuck me back.
“You’re not following the . . . rules, Kannon,” I warned while I could still talk.
Ignoring my warning, Kannon continued to thrust his hips until I fell apart on top of him. I closed my eyes as he pumped feverishly.
“See how she’s leaking all over you.”
“You cum for me first. You know that’s always the rule.”
“Yes, baby,” I whimpered weakly.
“Oh fuck. I love you, Carteay,” Kannon said, snapping his eyes closed as his hips stilled in the air.
Seeing him stuck in the throes of passion was my cue to drop the bomb I had been holding in for weeks. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes.
“I’m pregnant!” I blurted before I lost the nerve.