Chapter 17
August
My Man, My Man, My Man: Bring me my pussy.
My Man, My Man, My Man: I need it.
My Man, My Man, My Man: Right now.
K ayne’s text had me squeezing my thighs together and biting down on my bottom lip.
I’d come out for drinks with Brooke, Treasure, and Tamera, and his text was the perfect excuse for me to leave.
After I told them goodbye, I made my way to Kayne’s place as quickly yet carefully as I could.
As soon as I arrived, he met me at the door, picking me up and carrying me to his room.
I giggled as he tossed me onto his bed, but it turned into a moan when he fervently yet gently removed my clothes.
“Hey, baby,” I said, lifting my hips so he could take my panties off. “You didn’t speak.”
“I’ma speak to my pussy,” was his response as he spread my legs—and that was exactly what he did.
It was comical as he asked her how she was, if she missed him, was she ready, but the long, slow swipes of his tongue put my mouth to a different use. Laughter was replaced with moans and heavy breathing as he feasted on my pussy. I massaged my breasts and pinched my nipples as my toes curled.
“Oh my God, Kayne,” I slurred, spine tingling. “That feels s-so good.”
He moaned and slurped my clit back into his mouth, stealing an orgasm that I was happy to give him.
His middle and ring fingers pressed their way into my pussy as he licked and sucked my clit.
My eyes snapped shut and mouth opened as I fought another quick climax.
It was almost embarrassing how quickly this man could make me cum.
Our fucking and lovemaking, the way we were so in tune with each other’s bodies, suggested we’d been doing this for years instead of a couple of months.
Surrendering to the pleasure he provided, I gripped the sheets as my body locked underneath him.
“I love how this pussy feels when she cums,” he complimented, pressing into my spot while I jerked and came. “I love how you look when you cum. How you sound. Mm.”
Kayne moaned before returning his mouth to my clit, intensifying my release. I climbed up the bed trying to get away, but he wrapped his arm around my waist and kept me in place, making me cum a third time before he finally made his way up from between my legs.
As I wiped my wetness from his face, he slowly entered me and stretched my walls to fit him and him only.
“Hi,” he said against my lips before kissing them. “I missed you, pooh.”
“I—ah . . .” I had difficulty returning the sentiment when his hard, deep, slow strokes shook my entire frame. “I m-missed you too.”
That Weekend
I was having more fun with a group than I’d had in a while.
I had my girls and Kayne had his guys. We’d gone to my favorite lounge for food, drinks, and line dancing.
Hours had passed, I was good and tipsy, and having the time of my life.
I loved that even when Kayne wanted to chill, he made sure I was good before letting me do my thing.
Quite a few times, several men tried to approach me, but when I pointed toward Kayne and they realized his eyes were already on us, they respectfully bowed out.
“I’m just glad y’all finally stopped playing like y’all were just friends,” Tamera said after Kayne had another round of shots delivered to us.
“Well to my credit, that’s really all it was,” I replied. “We both wanted more, but I didn’t think either of us would actually do something about it.”
“But now that you have . . .” Brooke urged.
“I’m really, really happy we did,” I confessed, barely able to contain my smile.
As they looked on in awe and cooed, I blushed before giggling. We knocked back our shots before going back to the dancefloor. While we danced to “Country Girl” some random guy made his way behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist. As he ground against me, I turned to push him away.
“Yo, what is your problem?” Brooke asked before I could even address him.
“I’m just trying to dance,” he slurred, hands lifted in submission.
“I don’t even know you,” I said. “Don’t touch me like that.”
“Then how can I touch you?” His arm wrapped around me again as he gave me a cocky grin.
“Nigga, you can’t?—”
One second, Kayne’s arm was reaching across my face, his fist connecting with the man’s jaw.
The next, Kenya was pulling me back while Kayne stomped the man out.
Brodie was unsuccessfully trying to pull Kayne back, and Ethan and Westin were surrounding them and keeping security from touching my man.
“Kayne!” I called, seemingly snapping him out of his trance.
He looked from the man to me with a scowl. I slipped between Ethan and Westin, and Kenya released the hold he had on my arm. “We need to go, baby. Now.”
“I’ll handle the tab,” Kenya offered, and Brodie went with him.
Both men fished bills from their pockets as I ran my hands down Kayne’s chest to try and calm him down.
Security was yelling for us to leave before they called the police, but I didn’t care about that.
I needed Kayne calm. He was sweet, kind, and loving but fiercely protective.
When anyone he cared about was in need, Kayne never hesitated to help.
The only time I ever saw a violent side of him was when someone he loved was being violated.
The longer he stared down at me, the more his body and expression relaxed. I massaged the space between his eyebrows, and when his eyes softened, I spoke again.
“We need to go,” I told him quietly.
“Y-yeah, aight.”
Grabbing my hand, he looked down at the man before leading me out of the lounge. We all went to our cars, and Kayne’s Challenger was silent as he swerved out of the parking lot. His jaw was clenched, and his knuckles tightly gripped the steering wheel as he stared straight ahead.
“Hey,” I called softly, resting my hand on the side of his neck.
“Hmm?” he uttered, not even bothering to look over at me.
“It’s okay.”
His head shook. “I hate having to come out of character like that, especially in front of you.”
“It’s okay,” I repeated, firmer that time. “You were defending my honor and my body.”
“You’re not mad I didn’t try to talk it out first?” He locked eyes with me, and I saw the concern in his.
“No.” I chuckled. “You’ve always been the act first and ask questions later kind of person. That’s why I said you reminded me of Smoke when he shot that man for trying to steal from his truck before he even saw who it was.”
He smiled and ran his hand over his head as he returned his attention to the road.
“I’m glad you’re not upset, and I still apologize for getting out of character like that.” Kayne made sure to look at me when he added, “You know I ain’t letting nobody disrespect you though.”
“I know, pookie, and I love you even more for that,” I affirmed, unbuckling his jeans. “Let me show you how much.”
I lowered my head to his lap and gave him slow, sloppy head that had his speed accelerating and moans filling the car.
I knew he was about to cum when he abruptly pulled over to the side of the road.
After swallowing every drop of his seeds, I put his dick back in his boxers and jeans and wiped my mouth as I sat up.
Him staring at the side of my face caused me to look over at him. His serious expression made me laugh.
“Why are you staring at me?”
“I love your nasty ass.”
That made me laugh harder. “I love you too, baby.”
As we pulled back onto the road, I checked my notifications. In our group chat, they made plans to finish the evening at Brodie’s house. I told Kayne, and he confirmed I didn’t mind going before heading that way.