His dick responded on cue—jumping with a pending nut that made him snatch out of her to regain control. He staggered awayas his heart palpitated because Kennedy was a pro at sending him out of his fucking body. She did what hoes like Jessica and Harmony couldn’t accomplish.
His partner took his abrasive sex and didn’t leave him wondering if he’d raped her down the line like Jessica had done, and she didn’t cry when he went so damn deep that he stole her breath like Harmony used to do. Kennedy was skilled at taking dick however he gave it, and well versed in fucking him back even better. Only his bitch possessed a pussy so bold that it loved the punishment he was trying to give her.
A loud lip smack tuned him back into the act at hand, and he tried settling his heart rate as Kennedy got up and traipsed to him with her face contorted in aggravation that he’d bitched up. She didn’t mutter a word but dropped to her knees to do what she did best... distract him from his thoughts.
“Fuck,” he grumbled, ogling her inhaling half his dick like she was starved.
She got it wet and spit it out, twirling her tongue over the tip before gliding it down his shaft to lick up the mess she’d made. Relic grabbed two handfuls of her braids after she fisted him with her dainty fingers and hawked a glob of spit on his dick.
“I got your attention now?” she sassed, caressing it in as those eyes he loved peeped up to flutter at him, coaxing him to bob his head. She smirked, kissed the tip, and then inquired, “Are you still mad at me?”
“Depends on how good you suck me up. Stop playing with it. I need my dick at the back of your fucking throat, Kennedy. Now.”
Relic felt his soul detach as she vacuumed him to the depths of her warm mouth without preamble.
He hunched forward and dug his fingers in her scalp as she worked her neck, bobbing her full lips to and fro on his dick like she had a point to prove—as if she needed to remind him whyhe’d appointed her every fucking title in the book he’d vowed to never bestow on a woman. Slurps resounded around the room, causing his dick to stretch to its brink because she was funneling his soul straight out of him through the tip of his dick. Relic struggled to keep his eyes from rolling back when her mouth curled into a smile before she gobbled him so deep, her tonsils turned into his dick’s personal punching bag.
“Fuuuck, Larenn. Keep me at the back of your throat just like that. Make daddy feel better.”
Kennedy’s pussy jumped in joy at hearing a name he refused to call her since he’d arrived. It reignited her urge to prove why she deserved it, and how she’d earned a title and position no other bitch could cover.
“Like this,” she cooed, easing him out of her mouth to slide him back in so far that she gagged.
Kennedy inhaled through her nose and relaxed before swallowing, letting her muscles do the hard work for her. Relic glared down at her and pumped his hips against her face as his nut built.
“You say you hate me, but I swear, I hate yo ass more. Hate how good you sucking my fucking dick,” he garbled, watching her tongue kiss his shaft and drown it in spit as he held on to her braids for dear life. “I swear, if you were anyone else, I’d be done with your ass, Kennedy. I said, I was done. Should’ve never claimed you to begin with but fuuuck...”
His body jerked, and he tipped his head back to stare at the ceiling after her jaws caved, sucking him with a vice grip for talking shit.
Kennedy fondled his balls and guzzled him in greed, knowing it was the best way to placate Relic in the mood he was in. She had to match his energy.
Even at his most vulnerable; he was a damn boss and didn’t require coddling like a boy. Relic needed a woman who’d let himget his shit off in the ways he knew how—in the traumatic ways he had learned like shunning her or fucking her into submission. Kennedy knew he’d simmer down and rationalize his feelings if she gave him time and didn’t overreact to his disturbing mood swings.
“You want to be done with me, daddy?” She played into it, pulling back to wring his dick with both hands. He glanced down with lazy blinks as she boasted, “Who gon’ suck your dick this good? What bitch you got on the roster that can make you nut like me? I bet those hoes can’t even take yo dick to the face.”
“They can’t, baby. Finish showing me how good you are at it.”
“Heard.”
Her hands went to his hips before she held her breath and slid her swollen lips from the tip of his dick and down toward the fine hairs trimmed around its base. Her bleary eyes flitted up at Relic when he expelled a deep groan that caused her clit to thump in need.
“Goddamn. The way you eating my dick and looking at me like that. I’m ‘bout to nut.” He cupped her chin and eased another inch in her mouth, smirking at the stray tear that fell as warmth flushed across her rich cheeks. “Where do you want me to put it? Mouth or pussy?”
He released her braids without her having to answer, knowing the time she stayed on in the bedroom with him. Kennedy shed a final tear before she plopped his dick out of her mouth, peeled off her dress, and then stood to point at the bed.
“Lay on your back,” she commanded.
The dumbest decision Relic could make was to follow her directions and hand her more control than she already held in her arsenal. He did it anyway because he loved the way Kennedy fucked him.
His back had barely met the bed before she straddled his lap, anxious. He decided in that very moment; her eye contacttrumped his because he struggled to lock in on her testing gaze while she clenched a fistful of his dick to align him in place before sliding down it. Her sexy lips gaped at the same time his torso tensed, and dick throbbed.
“You win, Larenn. I’m done fighting with you.” Relic waved the white flag as she tipped forward to rest both of her hands above his head. Her hips swirled in a frenzy as she panted, and he landed three rough smacks on her ass before he uttered, “Why the fuck you this wet? Tell me to cum in my pussy, so I can feed it.”
“Nope. Hold it.”
His eyes damn near bucked out of his head as she laid her lips on his, circling her hips swifter before she smirked against his mouth.
“You heard me right. You claim that you’re trained at holding a nut, so do it until I say you can cum.”
