"Yeah, I do," I replied. She placed her hand on mine, and I moved it.
"Please Kendreeis, just one night. I haven't been touched in years," she pleaded. This old bitch was out of her mind.
"Mrs. Colaneri, if I wasn't taken I would fuck the shit out you, but I am. I love my girl, a lot," I told her.
"See you’re making me want you even more. How good you are to her. I bet you have never cheated, have you?" she raised a brow.
"I sure haven't, and I don't ever plan on it. Morgan is all I need," I replied honestly, and checked my phone.
"See, that's what I like about you. You're a man and not a little boy." She bit her lip and rubbed my biceps. My dick started to respond, so I knew it was time to go.
"Well thank you Mrs. Colaneri. Have good night," I said and left before she could respond.
Chapter Seven: Katrina Colaneri
From the first time I saw Kendreeis King, my panties got wet. Niko hadn't touched me in years, and I knew it was because he still had feelings for his little ex-girlfriend back here in the states. Usually, I would've been upset, but I never loved Niko. I only went after him, in hopes of securing a walking ATM machine, aka a baby. I knew if I got pregnant by a big shot like Niko, I'd be set for life. As usual, I was right. Once I told his ass I was pregnant, he married me and bought me anything I wanted. I spent his money every chance I got. After the baby however, I started to have some problems. I won’t get too much into that though.
Niko was gorgeous, but I just couldn't love a man who didn't love me. Now Kendreeis, I saw the way he looked at me with those beautiful green eyes. He always stared at me so lustfully, making me feel beautiful. The first night I saw him, at the dinner party, I watched to see what car he got into, and wrote down the license plate. I had followed him around ever since, and I planned to pop up on him as much as I could. I knew if I got one night with him, he'd be putty in my hands. And who knows, I may even get a baby out of him too. I knew his money was tall as well; maybe even taller than Niko's. His little bitch, Morgan wasn't gonna be a problem, because once I put it on Dreeis, he'd be kicking her knock-off Cassie ass out in no time. Plus, he didn't look at her the way he looked at me.
The longer I followed him, the more in love I became. I once followed him to the gym and masturbated, as I watched him play basketball with his brothers. Damn. Today, he was at the gym, but alone, so I was going to "run into him" and make some moves. I waited until I saw him walk to the weight lifting machine, and then I walked out.
"Kendreeis?" I said acting surprised.
"Mrs. Colaneri. What's good?" he smiled. There he was looking at me lustfully again. It turned me on how he never called me by my first name.
"Oh, just getting a little workout in. How are you?" I smiled, and twirled my ponytail around my hand seductively.
"I'm straight," he replied, and sat up to wipe his body. There he was, enticing me again.
"Well, what are you doing after this Dreeis? Maybe we can have lunch," I smiled.
"Okay, sure sexy," he replied and I smiled. My eyes roamed his caramel colored body. His dreads hung loosely, so he resembled a Greek god.
"Okay, so let's meet back here in ten minutes then," I said.
"What? Mrs. Colaneri, I said I can't go," he frowned in confusion.
"Oh, I thought you said…never mind." I smiled and walked away quickly.
I sat on one of the machines, and watched him from afar. He kept looking over at me, and licking his lips. He then winked, and waved his hand for me to walk over to him. I hopped up quickly, and walked closer to him. He rested the weight down and then sat up to wipe the bed off.
"Did you need something Ms. Colaneri?" he frowned as he towered over me.
"You waved me over, so you tell me," I bit my lip.
"I've had these weights in my hand, how could I have waved you over?" He raised a brow, then grabbed his towel and walked off.
Fuck! I said to myself, and ran out to my car. I pulled out my medication, and quickly took two pills for my hallucinations. Once I felt the medicine settled in, I followed Kendreeis to a gated condominium. I wondered if this is where he really lived. I'm sure a rich guy like himself, lived in an actual house. I'd figure it out one day, that's for sure.
I couldn't wait to feel him inside of me, while kissing my lips, and letting his strong hands roam my body. The feeling of his tight abs pressing against my stomach, as he pumps into my wetness. My small hands just roaming his bicep
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
KNOCK!
"Ma'am are you here to visit someone?" the guy working the booth for the condominium asked, beating on my window. I shook my head no, then made a U-turn out of the driveway, to head home. I was gonna go crazy if I didn't get Kendreeis soon.
Chapter Eight: Kendrick King
Here I was laid up in a fucking hospital, shot up like a bitch. I would've never thought someone would just roll up and shoot my ass, but it happened. Two bullets to the abdomen, one to my calf, and one in my shoulder; I thought I was gone die for real. Whoever it was, had impeccable aim. These were warning shots, because they could've easily blown my head off. I just needed to know who was warning me.
"What you thinking about?" Nic asked touching my hand.
"Nothing ma," I smiled at her. I swear I felt like she went through a lot just to be with me. She stood up, and sat on my hospital bed next to me. She was wearing a skirt that showed her sexy legs, sandals, and a loose-fitting crop-top, that showed her sexy stomach. Her long dark hair was in a ponytail.
"I love you," she smiled as she caressed my face. I loved the way her small, soft hands felt. I grabbed her hand and kissed it. She leaned down and kissed my lips passionately.
"Mmm," I moaned.
"You want something from the store?" she asked referring to the convenience store in the hospital.
"Some candy," I smiled. She rolled her eyes playfully and grabbed her purse. I looked at Maurice, and he was watching her lustfully. What the fuck?
"Would you like something Maurice?" she asked.
"Nah, I'm good ma," he replied smiling big.
"Okay," she smiled, and walked out. I realized Maurice and I were both eyeing her sexy back, and small fat ass as she left, and it pissed me off.
"Aye, hand me that," I said to Maurice, to snap him out of his thoughts he was having about Nic.
He grabbed the magazine and handed it to me. "There you go bro," he said.
"So you good my nigga?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I'm straight. But I was thinking that while you up here, I can keep an eye on Nic and your sons."
"Oh yeah? How would you do that?" I asked looking through the pages, not really paying attention to what was on them.
"I could stay in the guestroom at your house, and just make sure she good," he said.
"You wanna fuck Nic, Maurice?" I asked him.
He bucked his eyes and shook his head no. "What man? Hell nah! That's your wife!" he replied.
"But if she wasn't, would you try to hit?" I wanted to make it seem friendly, so he would tell the truth.
"I mean, no Kendrick-"
"Be honest man. If you saw Nic walk past you, would you grab her arm?" I smiled.
He smiled back at me. "Yeah, I probably would try to make her my girl. She's fine as hell and smart, too. I know she a freak too!" He chuckled as he stared at nothing. He seemed like he was in love. I stayed quiet just to see how far he would go. "She's perfect man," he said shaking his head. I chuckled cause he had me fucked up, and closed the magazine.
"Maurice, you cool as fuck and been loyal to me for a while. But I won't hesitate to put a bullet in you if I catch you staring at my wife again," I said.
"I hear you," he replied as Nic walked in.
"I got you Jolly Ranchers," she smiled.
"Thank you baby girl," I smiled. She walked over and kissed my lips.
"I can't wait until you get out of here," she bit her lip seductively.
"I'm gon
e holla at you later Kendrick. Bye Nic," Maurice smiled.
"Has Maurice ever pushed up on you baby?" I asked her once he left.
"Uh, what do you mean?" she asked.
"Like has he ever tried to get at you," I said.
"Oh no, of course not. Why?" she asked.
"No reason," I responded.
I heard a knock on the hospital door and Nic and I turned to see Sydney. "Hey guys. How are you feeling Kendrick?" she asked walking in. She wore a tight red dress, and it hugged every curve on her beautiful body.
"What are you doing here?!" Nic frowned.
"I'm just here to visit Kendrick. Obviously," she turned her lip up. I couldn't believe she had the nerve to show up here.
"Bitch, you better watch your fucking facial expressions, ‘cause I won't hesitate to send you flying into the wall," Nic spat.
"Ladies please-"
"Kendrick, make this bitch leave right now," Nic frowned.
I exhaled. "Sydney, you gotta go ma," I said hoping she left.
"You didn't say that when I was taking your dick out your pan-" she started, but Nic cut her off with a right hook. Just as she promised, Sydney flew into the wall, banging her head hard as hell. Two nurses and a security officer barged in.
"Is everything okay in here?" one nurse asked, as Sydney struggled to get up.
"No, we have an intruder," Nic half smiled. "Can y'all escort her out?" Nic asked.
"Sure Mrs. King," the nurse replied. "Do you need someone to look at your nose and head?" the nurse turned to ask Sydney.
"I'm good!" Sydney snatched from the nurse and stormed out, with blood trickling from her nose.
"See what your fucking around does! I swear, one more time Kendrick and I'm gone!" Nic spat as soon as we were alone.
"I know babe, I'm sorry," was all I could think to say. "But I'm never letting your pretty ass go," I added.
"Whatever," she said as she plopped down in the chair, and folded her arms. She frowned up her pretty face and stared at the TV.
I stared over at her for a couple seconds. "Come here," I said. She ignored me, so I sat up and turned my body to get up.
"Kendrick, you shouldn't be getting up," she stood up.
"Then bring your ass over here baby," I said.
I laid back down, as she walked over to me. She looked so sexy, and I couldn't take it anymore. I tugged on her wrist to pull her on top of me, so that she was straddling me.
"Kendrick, what are you-" I moved her panties to the side, and slid my dick into her tight wet walls. This pussy was so good I wanted to cry.
"Ahhh. We can't be do-" she tried to say, as I held tightly onto her waist.
"Fuck, I'm about to cum already," I said as I rubbed my thumb over her clit.
This shit was feeling too good, and the fact that someone may catch us, made it all the better. She slowly bounced on my dick, and soon enough, she creamed all over it. I bit my lip, as I watch her juices coat my dick. She sped up a little, and I busted all in her.
"I cannot believe we just did that," she said, still sitting on my dick. I pulled her close and we kissed hard, as her pussy bear hugged my dick.
Chapter Eight: Deija Summers
Kendrew Jr. was finally here, and I had been home for about six weeks. I wasn't too comfortable, because everything in the condo was boxed up. Kendrew insisted on having our house built from the ground up, so it took forever, but it was finally finished.
I was lying on the couch relaxing, since baby Drew was finally asleep, when I heard a knock on the door. I had on t-shirt material shorts, and a simple, white spaghetti-strapped top. My long, curly hair was hanging down, and I had no makeup on, of course. I looked through the peephole and saw a beautiful girl. She was dark skinned, about 5'7”, long legs, curvy as hell, with full lips. Her hair was long and curly like mine. She had on a white, tight dress and matching sandals.
"Who is it?" I finally asked, still looking through the peephole.
"Portia Riggs," she answered, and shifted her weight from one leg to the other.
"How can I help you?" I inquired, after opening the door.
"You must be Deija," she smiled. I gave her look as to say, what the fuck you want.
"I'm uh, here to see Kendrew," she said.
"Why?" I asked. This felt like Memphis all over again. Every other week, it seemed a bitch was claiming she fucked Kendrew, or that she was pregnant by him.
"Well, I want him to meet his son, Brent," she replied lifting a baby carrier.
I was at a loss for words, as I gestured for her to come in. After sitting in awkward silence for a bit, Kameko came into the living room.
"Mommy, I'm ready for my snack," she smiled.
"Okay baby. What would you like?" I asked smiling.
Portia stared at Kameko for a bit. "This your baby?" she asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"She looks just like Drew," she said somberly.
"Yeah," I replied as I made Kameko a sandwich with turkey, Swiss cheese, mustard, spinach, and tomato.
"Would you like chips, Meko?" I asked as I sliced it in half. She nodded her head yes. I gave her the sandwich, chips, some apple slices, and a Capri Sun, and then joined Portia back in the living area.
She kept her baby covered up with a blanket, which was weird to me. Finally, I heard keys in the door and I knew Kendrew was home. My blood started to boil again, and I was ready to curse him the fuck out.
"Babe you won't believe-" he started but stopped when he spotted Portia.
"Portia is here so you can meet your son, Drew," I fake smiled.
"Deija, I can explain," he said.
"Please do," I folded my arms.
"I haven't done anything since I promised you I'd be faithful. I fucked Portia when we still lived in Tennessee," he said with his hands up.
"And raw?! I should slap the shit out of you!" I said standing up.
"Where you going baby?" he asked grabbing me.
"I'm just making sure Kameko is okay. Calm your cheating ass down," I said as I removed his hands from my waist.
I helped Kameko take her food to her room, checked on baby Kendrew, then returned to the mess in the living room. As soon as I walked in, Kendrew pulled me close and kissed my lips. I pushed him off, then walked and sat down.
"Say hi to your daddy," Portia said taking her baby out the carrier. He looked exactly like her, and nothing like Kendrew. I frowned cause something told me this baby was not my nigga’s.
"Let me hold him," Kendrew said. Portia smiled and handed him the baby.
"So what do you expect out of this?" I asked.
"Just for Kendrew to be in his son's life." She smiled at the sight of Drew holding her baby.
"Well, we should get a paternity test," I said.
"Deija," Kendrew chimed in.
"Did y’all get one for your kids?" she asked raising a brow. Bitch!
"No, because him and I are in a relationship, and my kids look exactly like him. Blasian features and all," I spat back. This bitch must've thought I was a fool. The Kings’ features were strong and dominant, no fucking way that baby was Drew's; he looked nothing like him. No green eyes, nothing!
"My baby looks like me!" she frowned.
"Really Drew, you not gone get a test?" I asked looking at him.
"I'm sure it's mine," he said.
"Oh damn, y'all was exclusive like that nigga?" I bucked my eyes, ready to fuck him up.
"Deija-"
"Shut up Drew, I'm not fucking with you," I said as I stood up. He handed the baby back to Portia and grabbed me.
"Baby, wasn't shit exclusive with her and I, I promise! Well at least on my end," he said holding me close. I admired his beautiful face, as his eyes pleaded with me to understand.
"Wow Kendrew," Portia said and blew out hot air.
"Shut up Portia!" Kendrew spat. "You know we was never exclusive, and I never fucked you raw!" he said with his jaw clenched.
"All the more reason it ain't
yo baby!" I spat.
"I'm gonna leave before I beat your bitch's ass!" Portia stood up with Brent.
"Please whoop my ass baby girl. Maybe then I'll be delusional like you," I replied.
"I'll be in touch Drew, so you can spend some time with your son and I," she smiled.
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