Chapter 3
CHAPTER 3
KENDRALL
A fter we fucked the shower up, I brought her back to my room, only for her to hear her phone ringing. She went to the front room to get it as I lay in bed staring at the ceiling. Karima had me all in my feelings last night, and that shit had me in my feelings when Cassie got here. I was supposed to cuss her the fuck out and give her an ultimatum. Instead, I ended up being just what Christian had called me months ago… the side nigga.
I couldn’t believe I put myself in this situation. Was the pussy worth it? Hell fucking yeah. That shit had to be lined with the world’s most flawless rubies. Her heart though? That was the best part of her. She was soft and tender. I knew she had planned to be rough with me and set some boundaries, but because of my presentation and how tender I was with her, I got her to agree to my terms.
She knew this was only temporary. The time would come when I needed more from her. I wanted her heart. I wanted all of her, and I didn’t want to share. It seemed I was compromising more than I thought I would though. I was settling for whatever I could get from her, something I said I wouldn’t do.
Cassie came back into the room and got in bed with me, laying her head on my chest. I stroked it, playing in her loose curls. Her hair was to the middle of her back, and I loved that shit. It was so beautiful. She remained quiet for a minute or so, then sat up and stared at me. “Kendrall, I have to go, baby.”
I nodded then got up and put some shorts on. I followed her to the front room to get her clothes from the floor. She dressed quickly as she glanced at the time on the microwave. “I’ve been here for three hours, and he’s blowing my phone up.”
“Where did you tell him you were going?”
“To your parents’ house to learn how to cook something with Missus Keisha.”
My eyebrows lifted slightly. “So what did you tell him you were learning to cook?”
“I told him it was a surprise, and he would see what I learned when I decided to cook it.”
I chuckled. “I guess you better get a recipe soon then.”
She bit her bottom lip and approached me. “I’m glad I allowed you back in. I promise I won’t take forever to make adjustments. I just have to talk myself into it. I love you, KJ.”
I kissed her lips, sucking the bottom one into my mouth as I pulled away. She had a juicy bottom lip. “I love you too, Cassie. I’m here, and I ain’t going nowhere.”
Nigga, shut the fuck up! I was telling her way too much. Whenever I wanted to put my foot down, she wasn’t going to take me seriously. She lightly kissed my lips again and turned to head out. Before she could walk off, I yanked her to me and slid my tongue down her damn throat. I brought my hand between her legs and caressed her pussy through her jeans as she moaned into my mouth.
I couldn’t get enough of her. This arrangement wasn’t going to last too long. There was no way I could constantly share this good shit. I wanted to strip her down now and fuck her all over again, sending her home smelling like passion and satisfaction. I slid my hands in her elastic waistband and gripped her pussy lips then slid my finger inside of her.
She pulled those pants off so fast she nearly lost her balance. I yanked my shorts off and picked her up. I slid inside of her and walked to the table. I set her on it and fucked her hard and fast, watching her pussy practically drown my shit. It felt like every vein in my body was exposed and expecting something amazing to happen.
“This some good shit, baby. I can’t get enough of your sexy ass.”
“I can’t get enough of you either. Your dick is something serious.”
I grunted repeatedly as I plummeted her shit. When she started jerking about, I knew she was cumming. When her pussy gripped my dick, I fired off inside of her. I never even thought to ask if that was okay. If it wasn’t, it was too late now. We stayed in the same position for a minute then I pulled out of her.
She quickly disappeared inside the bathroom as I glanced down at my dick. That nigga was still hard as fuck. Before Cassie had come along, it had been months since I’d fucked anybody. After fucking her seven months ago, I hadn’t been with anyone else. Now that I was getting a taste, my dick was getting greedy as hell, wanting to eat the entire buffet in one sitting.
When she came out, she made her way back to me. I didn’t understand why she couldn’t just tell that nigga to go fuck himself, but whatever. As Karima explained to me, some things I would never understand, but my response to it was something I could control. Either I could accept her where she was, or I could leave her alone. It was obvious the path I chose.
She slid her arms around me and kissed my lips. “You are so dangerous,” she said as she pulled away and glanced at my dick.
“Well, if you were mine, there would be nothing dangerous about it.”
“That’s true.”
She took a deep breath then picked up her things from the floor. I slowly shook my head as I watched her stare at my dick while she was down there. Making the decision easier for her, I stepped in front of her and pulled her to it by her hair. She swallowed my shit without further thought. I didn’t know why she was playing. She wanted to be with me just as badly as she wanted to stay with his trifling ass… if not more.
I would let that shit ride for now though because I didn’t want to push her away. If I forced her to make a choice now, I would be the odd man out. She wasn’t ready for that much change, but she was okay with fucking me behind his back. I didn’t understand, but again, maybe it wasn’t for me to understand. I would play my role until I no longer could.
“Fuuuuck, Cassie. Shit!”
I put my hand at the back of her head, pushing my dick further down her throat and watched her gag and have a throat-gasm all over my shit. The tears and snot coming from her face only turned me on more. I pulled her off it and brought her back to the bedroom. There was no way she was gonna get out of here like this.
I pulled her clothes off all over again and pushed her in the bed. She lay on her stomach and tooted her ass up for me to see that shit from behind, begging me to fill it. I didn’t waste any time doing just that either. I shoved my dick inside of her, causing that arch to drop almost instantly. I lay on top of her and grabbed her neck while I kissed her ear.
“This shit is so fucking powerful, baby. I don’t know how I’m gonna fucking function when I can’t see your sexy ass.”
“Ooooohhh, Kendrall! Oh fuuuuuck!”
I went back up on my knees and yanked her hips to me. All this ass was ridiculous. Cassie used to be straight up and down, skinny as hell. The tits and ass came out of nowhere. She had meat on her bones too now. Being between her thick ass thighs was like a dream come true. She had a pudge in her stomach area, but that shit wasn’t fat. It was character… sexy as fuck, grown woman character.
She turned her head to stare at me. I didn’t look at her though. I was too mesmerized by all the cream on my dick. When I finally lifted my eyes to hers, I saw the tears leaving them. I leaned over to her as I slowed my assault and kissed her lips. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
I kissed her again, easing my tongue inside to hers. The kiss became slow and sloppy. I had begun licking her fucking lips and chin. She did the same to me as she twisted her body to hold my face to hers. She went to her side, and my dick slid out of her but only for a moment. I refused to be out in the cold if I could help it.
When I slid back inside her warmth, my body shuddered. It was insane how much I felt for her. Maybe this was what Christian felt with Mya. That was why he couldn’t let go, even when she was trying to force him to. I didn’t understand how I was even living without Cassie. I pulled away from her lips and lifted her leg, licking every inch I could reach with my tongue without my dick falling out of her.
I could hear her phone ringing in the distance, but that nigga was gon’ have to wait. This shit was way more pressing and neither of us could control ourselves right now. I went to her nipples and sucked those long, hard muthafuckas one at a time. She erupted soon after, soaking me in her love for me.
I again gripped her neck and began fucking her harder. She was taking every thrust with gusto, making me swell with pride and appreciation for pussy this good. I could feel my nut rising, and as I was about to pull out, she pulled me to her to kiss me, and I fired off again inside of her. I didn’t really give a fuck, but she must have been on birth control for her not to give a fuck either.
I collapsed on top of her for a moment then stood to get a wet towel from the bathroom. She appeared behind me and wrapped her arms around my waist. “I really have to go now. I’ll text when I get home.”
“A’ight, baby.”
She took the towel from me and quickly cleaned up then headed back to the bedroom to get dressed. I went back to the bedroom as well and stripped my sheets from the bed. Them muthafuckas were drenched. I followed her out the bedroom to go to the washroom but before I did, I circled my free arm around her waist and pulled her to me. I kissed her head, and she turned to me and kissed my lips.
“I hope to see you again soon, Cassie.”
“You will. Bye.”
“Bye.”
I watched her walk to her car then went and threw the sheets in the washer. I checked the time to see that I was thirty minutes late going to my parents’ house. They were cooking dinner and had invited Uncle Shylou and his family and the Daniels. Hopefully, Cassie didn’t run into her family on the way out.
“Who was at your house?” Karima asked softly.
I glanced at her, and her eyes widened. “I suppose the ‘talk’,” she said, putting up air quotes, “went well.”
I gave her a slight smirk. “I agreed to be whoever she needed me to be. Weak ass,” I mumbled.
She chuckled. “You’re a lot like Daddy, even when you’re not trying to be. I love that about you, though. You let your heart lead you. Not many men can say that.”
She laid her head against my shoulder, and I kissed it then shook my head. Sometimes, I hated that shit. When Jacob was dealing with Jameka, and I popped off and said I would have her licking the cement, Uncle Storm knew that was a lie. That was why he said what he said about me being a chip off the weak ass block. I knew he primarily said that to fuck with my dad, but he was right as hell.
When it came to women, especially one I felt strongly for, I would go to hell and back for her, even if she was wrong.
“What’s up, KJ? How you doing?”
I looked up to see Mr. Price approaching me. “Hey. I’m cool. How about you?”
“I’m good. It’s good to see you. It’s been a while.”
“Yes, sir. I’m always on the road, competing.”
“I know. Your dad brags on you all the time.”
“That’s right. My nephew don’t fuck around,” Uncle Shylou said.
I chuckled. He was my dad’s best friend and former business partner, but he was around so much, we started calling him uncle. They treated each other like brothers anyway. I believed he and my dad were even closer than he was to my biological uncles. It didn’t seem like they’d all got really close until after Uncle WJ tried to kill himself. Uncle Storm and Uncle Jasper had always been close, but it was like my dad was the odd man out.
He and Uncle WJ seemed to always have a strained relationship for as far back as I could remember. I didn’t learn why until much later. Seeing where Uncle WJ had come from and what he was actually dealing with, made me proud of the man he was today.
“When is your next competition?” Mr. Price asked.
“Next weekend in Sulphur.”
“Oh, that’s pretty close. We may go. If Cassie isn’t busy, I’ll see if she wants to tag along.”
I nodded, although I wanted to cut a backflip. If he only knew what we had going on… I wouldn’t be the one to reveal that if I could help it. Only three people knew that we’d slept together, unless she’d told someone. I had no intent of telling anyone else. Three people was more than enough. If anybody else knew, I might as well get on the mic at the next family function and tell the entire family.
“I hope y’all can make it out. It’s kind of boring if you don’t know what you’re watching though. So you would have to educate yourself on the event.”
People expected the same excitement that rodeos had, and that just wasn’t the case. It was like playing a game of keep away on a horse. It was fun to me because it was what I grew up liking to do. I used to watch my dad do it. He loved it, but not enough to pursue a career doing it. It was expensive to compete. My horse alone was worth a hundred grand, but if you were a winner, the reward was worth it.
“I’ll have to remember to look it up. Cassie, Kendall, and the twins may not want to go then.”
“They may go the first time, but most likely, they won’t go a second time.”
He chuckled. “Well, Cassie told me she saw you some months back at a gas station.”
“Yeah, she did. It had been years since I’d seen her. She’s doing well for herself.”
“Yep. That’s my baby. She overcame so much. I’m just glad that she’s still alive to thrive.”
I nodded. I’d heard repeated stories about how Cassie had gotten hit by a pickup truck when she was in third grade. Her healing was miraculous to say the least. The only evidence of that day was a small scar on her head above her hairline. The pictures I saw of her after that accident nearly brought tears to my eyes. In one of them, she was so swollen, she was unrecognizable. However, her dad said he wanted to document what he knew would be a miracle. People would never believe him without proof.
My phone chimed, and Mr. Price squeezed my shoulder and walked away as I pulled my phone from my pocket. I’m home. Sorry my text is late.
It had been an hour, but I knew she probably couldn’t text right away. Okay, baby. Call me when you can. I love you.
I love you too.