𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃 || 𝐊𝐃𝐆

𝟏𝟒𝐚||

I was feeling freaky and a little out of it, so it didn't surprise me when I said the next words. "Nut in me, Kentrell." I demanded softly as he started picking up his fast, immature strokes.

"Shit, shit, shit." Kentrell said as I felt a warm liquid gush inside me. He let out a couple more strokes before finally collapsing on top of me, breathing heavy against my sweaty chest.

A couple of minutes went by before I saw him sheepishly look up at me. I let out a sly grin and he smacked his lips before he started laughing. I joined in soon after.

"You needa stop wit dat luh innocent nympho act. I'mma end up knockin' yo ass up, one day." He said before kissing the crook of my neck and getting off me.

"That's unlikely to happen seeing as I'm on birth control." I said as he groaned out in frustration, making me laugh.

"Mane fuck allat birth control shit. I'mma get'cho ass pregnant one'a these days an' I'on wanna hea' nun when I do." He said as I playfully rolled my eyes. "A'ight, keep playin'. You gone see. One thing 'bout me...I'mma fertile ass nigga." He said as I laughed at him, kissing his face softly. We fell into a comfortable silence, just enjoying each other in bed.

It was day 4 after the incident with Mama. Kentrell and I were both enjoying the isolation from everybody. These past few days were filled with laughter, fun, and more importantly...some bomb ass sex. Kentrell was utterly amazing, most likely because he has way more experience than me, but I seem to be making him happy so I'm not going to talk down on my skills.

"Wha'chu wanna do today?" Kentrell asked me, watching as I got up to put on one of his t-shirts and some boy shorts. I tossed him a pair of boxers to put on, which he got up and did, before we both fell back into the bed.

I shrugged my shoulders, twisting one of the small dreads that formed in Kentrell's head. "I think I need to go home." I said to him. He lifted his head off my stomach and looked up at me with apprehension.

"Why?" He asked me. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he didn't like that idea.

"Because," I sighed, cupping his face in my hands, "I can't just leave shit the way it is with my mom." I told him as he smacked his lips, pulling away from me.

"Why not? Look at how shit is wit me an' Sherhonda. Mane, we gotta good thing goin' an' na you wanna ruin it by leavin'." He started going off a little, surprising me. My eyes widened at how angry he'd gotten and how fast it happened.

"Kentrell, I can't just up and leave my mom and sister the way things are. You know I can't." I said to him as he smacked his lips.

"Fine, leave my ass den. It's cool. I'm used to da shit by na." He grumbled, tightening his fists up like a child throwing a tantrum. This nigga is crazy.

Standing up, I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist from behind. I felt him stiffen at the initial contact but after a minute or two, he finally relaxed his body into me. "I'm not leaving you." I whispered into his back, place a kiss in the middle of it.

I heard him sigh. "I'm sorry." He mumbled, making me smile into him. "I'on wan'chu an' yo mama to have bad blood eitha'. I jus' wanted sum to have in common wit'cho ass for a minute." He said, turning towards me. He put my face in his hands, staring into my eyes, instantly placing me under his spell again. "I luh yo ass, fa real." He said with a sly grin, the diamonds in his mouth glistening and kind of blinding me.

"Oh, you 'luh' me, huh?" I asked with a grin.

He nodded with a chuckle. "Yeah." He kissed me for a few seconds then pulled away.