Chapter 14 KODY
KODY
I thought this fuck and leave was going to be simple.
A nigga struggled, though. As I pushed deeper inside Heir, I struggled to breathe my-damn-self. There weren’t many things that could lay me down. However, I feared Heir was about to take my last breath. And, I also feared, I would let her.
Her pussy was still on my tongue; the smell of her solidified in my DNA.
Now as my dick contacted the flesh of her silky untouched core, I fought to hold my shit together.
Beneath me, Heir’s eyes widened the deeper I sank.
She took me like a gangster, though, only whimpering a little when I passed her barrier.
I was in there now, moving in and out of her at a slow, steady pace.
Softly, she moaned, and one of her hands cupped the back of my neck while the other clutched my shoulder.
Biting into my bottom lip, I reached down and hiked her legs up a little higher.
Deeper, I sank and grunted when her pussy suctioned me.
“That’s it, baby,” I groaned. Fuck. She had me talking during sex. That was a fuck no for me. “The harder ya pussy sucks my dick, the deeper I’ma fuck you.”
Her pussy must’ve taken it as a challenge and suctioned me harder.
She swore and moaned louder. I wasn’t expecting her to respond like this for the first time.
We were here now, and I wanted her to enjoy this shit just as much as I was.
Keeping true to my word, I positioned her left leg over my shoulder and drove deeper, keeping my strokes slow and steady.
If I was too rough, she wouldn’t enjoy it.
Plus, I was coming back for seconds and thirds before our time was over.
I had plenty of time to show her a different side of me.
In tune with Heir’s pussy responding to my pleasureful onslaught, my name fell from her lips. Peering down at her sexily drawn-up face, partially closed eyes, sheen covered forehead, and pieces of her wet locs plastered to her forehead, I had never seen a sexier vision. Not ever.
“That’s what we on?” I questioned her.
“Ooh…” she moaned long and deep when I switched up, just slightly.
I went deeper. Her nails grazed the skin of my back, my shoulders, and even my neck.
She’d leave marks on my skin and for some reason, that drove me crazier than I already was.
I felt my nut rise, and I growled against her neck before biting her there.
She cried out and before I had to time to process what the fuck was going on, she erupted all over my dick.
Mouth agape, she continued to cum as her body shook and showed her what pleasure felt like. Tears dripped from her closed eyes. Sweat dripped from my forehead, and my muscles screamed for me to let go. Answering the call, I sped up my strokes.
“This what you came here for?” I taunted her. “You want a nigga to fuck you like this, beautiful Heir?”
“Kody!” she whimpered.
“Take it!”
By now, I was right there, holding on to every second of this good pussy. She broke again, channeling my own deep moan. Feverishly, I drove into her, staring down at her face to catch every emotion she exhibited.
“You sexy as shit, baby! Fuck!” The sound of me retreating and entering her pussy was louder than the music playing. It drove me over the edge. Using one of her titties as a pillow, I stuffed my mouth and growled loud as fuck while emptying myself inside her tunnel.
***
“You weren’t supposed to cum inside of me.”
From inside the tub, Heir peered at me as I washed her body. Evidence of our lovemaking was all over her body as well as mine. I wasn’t tripping about mine, but I saw the way her eyes kept darting to the marks my fingers put on her thighs.
“Anything goes,” I stated, “which means, anything fucking goes.”
“Yeah, but...”
“There are no buts.” Feeling my dick harden, I had to move this bath session along. Rinsing her off, I softly commanded her to sit up. She did so and positioned herself on her knees. Her eyes sparkled at the sight of my elongated shaft. I palmed him and brought him to her lips.
Timidly, she tasted my dick. Heir, the fierce firecracker, was out of her element.
“You’ve never sucked a dick before?” Not that I truly wanted to know. Even now, I gritted my teeth to handle some of the anger from what I thought her answer would be. However, she shook her head and removed her lips from my dick.
“I told you, I was a virgin before we...” Embarrassed, she glanced away. I took her chin in my fingers and turned her eyes back to mine.
“I can fuck wit’ that. And there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Aight?”
She nodded. Reaching into the tub, I scooped her out and carried her back to bed. I didn’t give a damn that she was soaking wet. I knew that pussy was too. And I had to have her right now.
Gently, I nudged her to lay back. Hovering over her, I kissed her lips.
I told myself to stay away from her lips, but I was past gone by now.
Keeping my feelings out of fucking was never a problem.
Until now. I was Heir’s first, and essentially, she was mine.
She was the first woman I ever caught feelings for, and it happened from the second I laid eyes on her.
I kissed her lips again, this time prying her mouth open with my tongue.
Her pussy tasted better than anything I’d ever eaten before, but her tongue…
it held something powerful in it that subdued the I don’t give a fuck that lived inside of me.
The chatter in my brain subsided, too. Everything quieted.
Before I paused this shit and aborted the mission, I fisted my dick and led him to her wet center. I stroked the head of my dick up to her clit, just to further torture myself. As I entered her, she winced some.
“You want me to stop?” I questioned her.
Vehemently, she shook her head. “I’ll be fine.”
Continuing, I pushed on and came to the conclusion that another nigga was never going to have Heir. I would kill any nigga who tried. I’d fuck around and kill her, too.
“I want you to practice how to swallow my dick,” I told her because this wasn’t our only night together. Fuck what she said and fuck what I initially thought. Wasn’t shit about fucking with Heir easy.
Hours later, the sun rose, bringing with it the Heir I’d met in the club.
Despite sleeping next to me all cuddled up and shit, she frowned the whole way downstairs and to the front door.
Thankfully, a nigga thought best to tap into her phone while she was knocked out.
I had her location, phone number, last menstrual period information, health account login, and bank information.
I was nice enough to add my phone number to her contacts.
“Don’t forget to practice what we talked about,” I reminded her.
She whirled around and glared at me. Although her cheeks darkened, she turned her nose up at me. “Why would I do that? I told you it was only one night, Kody. We’re not doing this shit ever again.”
I simply chuckled, then opened the front door for her. Her security detail hadn’t moved an inch, keeping my circular driveway occupied.
“We’ll talk later, Heir,” I called to her back.
“Goodbye, Kody,” she responded flippantly and got into the waiting sedan. As soon as the door closed, the car took off.
As Heir’s chauffeured sedan left down my driveway, Kim’s G-Wagon came up the driveway. Dex was right behind her. Kim parked in the same spot Heir’s detail had just vacated. She got of her G-Wagon and stormed my way.
“Are you crazy, Kody? We agreed that you would keep your hands off her!”
I kissed my sister’s forehead, then picked her up and spun her around. Normally when I did this, she would squeal like a little ass kid. She didn’t this time. She knocked me upside my head.
“Put me down! This is serious!”
Wincing, I sat her on her feet. Nobody ever got that close to put hands on me. The feeling was a bit foreign.
“Chill out, Kim. It’s me you talkin’ to.”
“Yeah, but you seemed to have lost your mind. If you gon’ lose it, lose it over a woman who won’t get you killed. Mom would lose her shit if something happened to you. I would too.”
I mugged her. “You tryin’ to call me a pussy, baby girl?”
She looked offended. “No. I’m saying that war is unnecessary, bro. Leave the Bells alone before you’re forced to take it there with them. You know I’m coming behind you blazing, but if we don’t have to take it there, let’s not.”
“You in my business, but where the hell you been?”
My question threw her off. Her face flushed, and I could tell she wanted to dodge the question. However, like a G, she mugged me.
“If you must know, I was on a date.”
“On a date? With who?”
“A man.”
“What man, Kim?”
She glanced away, and her teeth worried over her bottom lip.
“Wait. I know this nigga, don’t I?”
“Somewhat,” she mumbled.
“Kim—"
My reply was thwarted by an unfamiliar Ghost pulling up to my gate. Upon further inspection, I chuckled. Dex headed back down the driveway to investigate. It only took a couple of minutes for him to let Adir Bell through. A Suburban followed Adir inside the gate and up the driveway.
“Oh, my God,” Kim mumbled as she watched the Ghost park behind her G-Wagon. “See!” she hissed at me like we’d just been caught sneaking some food that was off limits.
“Chill, baby,” I told her again. “Everything’s fine. Go inside and give me a minute.”
I waited for Kim to go inside, slipped my hands inside the pockets of my joggers, and approached Adir who’d stepped out of his Ghost and approached me.
Glancing at the Suburban, I threw my head up at Alli and Noa, who’d stepped out of the Suburban.
Turning back to Adir, his face was unreadable, as was mine.
“I expected you last night,” I said by way of greeting.
He glanced around my property, taking his time before addressing me.
“We’ve been cool for a while,” he started. “We came to an agreement, one that I would hope you decide to stick to.”
Although silent, he was right about our agreement. We hadn’t crossed paths since he found me covered in my family’s blood.
“I apologize if I missed something, but Heir has nothing to do with our agreement.”
I should’ve known right then that shit was deeper with Heir.
“Unfortunately, I agree,” he conceded. “And, unfortunately, I can’t control who she decides to fuck with. With that being said, don’t confuse my willingness to let Heir do what the fuck she wants to do, to me agreeing with that shit.”
“Good thing neither of us need ya approval.”
His face was seconds away from a snarl, but he suppressed it. “Be easy, McAroy. Be easy.”
As Adir walked away, I chuckled to myself. He was a crazy muthafucka, but so was I. And should it come down to it… May the craziest muthafucka win.