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Y/n matching Khalil freak I fear.
Kenzie watched Khalil scroll through his phone before he saw a post from PDL. The big, bold headline stated that Kay Flock's ex had been released from jail.
Lying with her head directly on his heart, she felt it beat faster. He stared at the post for a few seconds before scrolling past it. Shortly after, he turned off his phone and kind of laughed.
"...what?" Khalil heard the girl say before he sat up. "...nothing," he mumbled and checked the time—it was barely 4, which made him groan. He pushed the girl off him and got up.
He stood by her dresser, pushing his lighter and wallet back into his pocket. She watched him tuck his gun into the side of his jeans and pull his shirt down. He turned back to the girl and pulled her close.
"I ain't worried about her, trust me," he mumbled and kissed her lips. Kenzie stared at him, trying to spot any dishonesty, but he moved too quickly. She followed him down the stairs and outside to watch him leave. "Are you at least coming back?" she asked, holding onto his hand.
"Yeah, around 9 or so," he lied with a nod. She nodded back and let go. Khalil got in his car and left her driveway, then called Jarad. " I saw! You scared ain't you. Yo dumb ass don did exactly what she said not to she finna fuck you up!" Jarad squealed.
Khalil laughed, stopping at the light. "Aye, if she calls for me, tell her exactly where I am. I ain't running from my baby," he said. "What about Kenzie?" Jarad asked, humming.
Khalil unblocked Y/N's number and muttered, "What about her? She should know by now she's just a sneaky link. I ain't ever promised her anything more, sorry." He shrugged afterward.
Jarad shook his head, feeling his phone vibrate against his ear. He told Khalil to hold on and ended the call soon after.
A few minutes into his drive home, Khalil got a call from Cam and a few other friends saying that Y/N was looking for him.
He was used to being the one chasing, so he kind of liked the excitement of being found by her. He didn't know how the conversation would go since he was partly the reason she got put in jail. She had an aggravated assault charge against one of the girls in Khalil's music video.
He felt a little guilty knowing he wasn't loyal during those few months, but he didn't expect her to still want him afterward. The words she said while in jail had hurt his feelings, and that wasn't easy to do.
Khalil made several stops before finally heading home. After getting comfortable, he heard a few knocks at his door. He set his rolling tray down and continued to puff on the wood while opening the door.
The girl looked shorter than when she left, with a wide smile and lustful eyes. She waved goodbye to Jarad before entering his house. "Where's the bitch you've been messing with?" she asked, furrowing her brow as she looked at him.
"No 'hi'? You look sexy. Jail did you good, mama, I ain't even gonna lie," he mumbled, spinning her around. He held the blunt between his lips and grabbed a handful of her ass. She hated how easily she wanted to give in. Her smile dropped as she turned back to face him.
"That bitch don't even matter. What about them lesbians that's been playing in ya ass?" He tilted his head and sat back down on the couch, he watched the girl observe his house hoping to notice something different or out of touch.
" why would I bring some hoe into our home?" He asked her, watching her face soften. She gave him a shrug before taking a seat, " because you're Khalil." She mumbled and snatched his blunt from his lips.
His eyes widen before the girl took a breath. He watched her sit it on the counter and come back; she crawled on his lap and sat ontop of his print before pulling off his shirt. " it's been months" she mumbled and stood up before she stripped him out of his socks.
He would be lying if he said he wanted to resist, and that he didn't enjoy this side of her— she took off her clothes and crawled back onto his lap before riding his dick.
his mouth hung open feeling her walls clench around him and her ass vibrate with every bounce she did. " you missed me?" She smiled and grabbed his face, " of course I did mama" he smiled back and opened his legs wider. She kissed down his jaw and trailed to his neck before speeding up, he smacked her ass several times which made her slam it down harder.
her moans filled his ears along with some of her whiny cries, her stomach knotted shortly after but Khalil didn't let her stop. He held her waist and pulled her off some before pounding up into her, her eyes met his before she closed them.
" what? You ain't tough no more? Hm?" He mumbled and kept going. The girl whined before she lifted her self off completely and came, her body jerked before she got off of him. She went to the kitchen which gave Khalil time to catch his breath; he heard her gulp some water down before handing him his blunt.
He lit and hit it a few times while she finished drinking. She spat on his hard and rubbed it in before he tapped the ashes off to the side, " cmon baby" he mumbled and got on his feet, she bent over the couch and hung off some before feeling khalils presence behind her.
He held the blunt with his lips and grabbed her waist and slid into the girl. He smacked her ass which meant he wanted her to start off the rhythm, the girl rolled her eyes before Khalil grabbed her hair and pulled her up. " always got a fuckin attitude" he shook his head and began fucking her again.
She bit her lip before humming, he let go of her hair and watched her fall back over. His strokes were hard and quick, it sent her over edge immediately especially in this position, she couldn't do anything be take the dick he was giving her.
It was what she missed, she could honestly care less what Khalil did in his spare time. As long as he fucked her like she wanted, she didn't care.
with the bud burning, their moans, their skin clapping— neither of them could manage to hold a grudge much longer. " I fucking love you Khalil" she moaned out, feeling her stomach knot again.
He kept going, not breaking the rhythm feeling his nut approach as well. She pushed her hips back harder and harder before khalil's grunting happened, she felt the man's grip on her waist tighten and his dick finish throbbing inside of her. She kept going while he nutted and got hers as well, " I love you more" he admitted with a small laugh at the end.
A/N N don't be feelin all bad for kenzie , she just another Mason 😂 K I'm done feeding yall for the week
