“I know you won’t mean it if you say it.”
Relic reached for her hands, interlocking their fingers as he willingly drowned in her pussy and lowered to lick the beads of sweat off her back. Her muffled cries caused him to heave a breath because he was holding his nut but couldn’t release it until she repeated the words he yearned to hear. His pelvic slapped against her ass harder, causing their bodies to bounce with each blow.
“This’ll be the one time I give you a pass to lie to me,” he tempted her. “Make me believe it, Kennedy. Show me how fucking good you really are at it.”
A tingle ran down her spine, and she knew the night breeze fighting against the heat of their passionate loving making wasn’t the cause. She tried to decipher what he’d meant, but his dick snaking in and out of her while their flushed skin stuck together muddled her damn brain. His demand overpowered her thoughts because, even though what they had wasn’t love, it wassomething. It was strong, addictive, and tethering to where the lines blurred for her as much as it did for him.
Kennedy tried keeping the line she’d drawn between payback and forgiveness as thick as possible but struggled as Relic yanked her head back with her braids to find her mouth.
He kissed her with urgency as his movements shifted from controlled to erratic because he was losing the battle he was in with her greedy pussy. It sucked him in, hugged him tight, and soaked him up to the point he was verging on tapping out.
“I’m right there, Kennedy. Do it for me. Pull it out of me, baby,” he wheedled as she whimpered while gasping for air.
Her stomach knotted, and his hand slipping between her thighs to strum her clit sent her floundering like a fish out of water beneath him. Pressure built in her gut as Relic switched to pounding her pussy until her spine contorted while a stream of liquid gushed out of her.
“Relic, fuck! I love you!” she crooned out, telling him what he wanted to hear between kissing him nastily.
She noted the moment that his strokes faltered before he stalled altogether. Then, his dick deflated inside of her. His lips stilled against her pouty set, but Kennedy refused to let him pull away as she rode her peak to the very end. As soon as she finished and unhanded him, he clambered off her like she was contagious and slid away.
“That’s a first for us,” she stated, eyeing his dick that was limp and stuck to his thigh with no nut in sight. Her intense stare rose to his face before she deduced, “Safe to say, the feeling isn’t mutual if I meant it.”
Relic remained tightlipped and swallowed to wet his dry throat while staring at a mirror image of himself but in woman form. He’d always despised his own reflection but wasn’t reminded of that until he witnessed how damn far Kennedy would fucking go to match his energy. Relic had challenged her to see if she would lie to those depths, and she’d accepted it to prove he couldn’t stomach what he’d asked her for. He deemed it a tie and took it on the chin.
“What else is on the bucket list?” she pried, sitting up and crossing her legs Indian style. “If it’s anything close to that, I’m sure you’ve changed your mind.”
“I haven’t. Are you on birth control?”
Her head jerked back before she quipped, “Of course, because I don’t want children. I have an IUD.”
“Take it out, and I’ll double the pot. Even if you don’t get pregnant in time, it’s yours.”
“Relic—”
“If it were up to me, I’d dead this shit right here and now, Kennedy. You’ve made your point, but Jahleel wants a sibling. He wants a mother figure. That lil’ nigga wants a lot of shit I ain’t built to give him, so the least that I can do is try before...”
His sentence drifted off as he rolled his jaw and then scrubbed a hand down his mouth. Frustration creased his forehead as her shoulders slumped in realization. The last conversation they’d had on his boat where he confessed to taking Jahleel’s mom without having the balls to give him a new one crossed her mind.
“You don’t want to be normal for you. It’s for Jahleel. The bucket list is to give him what he needs before you’re gone.”
“I won’t say the shit hasn’t crossed my mind, but it’s nothing I lose sleep about. Knowing I’m leaving Jah alone without any of it makes me desperate to a degree. My son will have a family, but they aren’thisfamily. There’s a big difference.”
“Agreed. So, the plan was to what? Take a baecation, make love to me, and then talk me into having your child. Maybe you’re not a fuck nigga after all because they know to ask the woman to have their babyduringsex when they aren’t thinking straight and will do it for free.”
That eased a chuckle out of him. “Like I said, this isn’t shit that I’m built to do. There are a couple other things on the list, but it’s no point in discussing it since I see it was a long shot.”
“I guess, you’re right. Are you staying outside? I have to pee.”
When Relic nodded and reclined on his back with an arm over his eyes, Kennedy climbed out of the cabana and padded toward the virtually invisible, floor to ceiling glass patio doors. Once she reached it, she stalled to glance over her shoulder.
“Hey!” she called, making him lift on an elbow to see what was up. “You didn’t ask me about it.”
She chose not to emphasize what she was referring to since she was certain he hadn’t forgotten. The subtle smirk he gave told her that she was right.
“I know. I’m working on that trust bullshit you talked about. You’ll tell me when you’re ready or need me.”
“Need you?”
“Yea, when you find answers to whatever questions you’re searching for and realize you got a nigga by yo side who can clear that shit up faster than you can blink. I’ll be waiting on that.”
