Kennedy aross
I sat in Dominic's bed watching tv. I was upset about what happened and Dominic still hasn't came home.
But I was prepared for anything that could possibly happen. I trusted Dominic enough to fall asleep. I know he won't physically hurt me. Maybe emotionally or something.
I won't be surprised if he came home with another girl. Luckily my son is staying the night with his grandma.
I rubbed my belly as I sat in bed. I'm actually almost 30 weeks pregnant. I can't believe I'm able to be pregnant this long.
I feel so bad. Tray looked too good and I did have a glass of wine because I'm allowed to drink it.
And then again I'm not technically with Dominic. And all he seen was me kissing him. Not like he walked in on him taking me down or something.
But just in case I sat in bed wearing his favorite lingerie set with candles lit. Just in case he wasn't mad at me.
Just then I heard the door unlocking. I was so nervous my stomach was hurting and I think that's what was making my baby kick.
Soon Dominic walked in the room and smacked his lips seeing me. "You must be dressed up for that nigga?" He spat as he began slipping his jacket off.
"No I'm dressed up for you..." I slowly sat up. "Kennedy what the fuck is wrong with you? HUH?" he shouted as he leaned down to my level.
He grabbed my arms tightly. "You fucking playing with me like I'm a toy. You fucking that nigga?" He shouted.
I shook my head no. "No. I was sleeping with him a month or two before I start sleeping with you again." I explained.
"I stop talking to him way before I was pregnant." I explained. "You a fucking slut Kennedy. I can't believe I had two kids with yo stupid ass. You childish. I wanted to settle down with you and marry you but it's just fuck me right?? Don't act like youn see how much I love you and wanna be with you." He explained as his hands were wrapped around my throat.
I knew he was serious and he could hurt me if he wanted to but I found myself turned on more than ever right now.
I smiled at him and he sighed already knowing I didn't take this argument seriously. He roughly let go of my neck and pushed me back.
I watched as he roughly unbuckled his belt and slipped it off.
He slipped his shirt off and I helped him pull his pants down.
He was already hard and he came in here yelling at me like he was mad or something.
I rubbed him through his boxers before kissing him slowly through his boxers.
I love this man tooo much.
"I'm sorry" I spoke. This is exactly what he does when he makes me mad. I almost laughed thinking about it.
"It's all good baby. Don't let it happen again." He lifted my chin. He began kissing me passionately and sloppily as I slip his boxers off.
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"Wake up dada." I joked as I sat on his lap. He was still snoring loud and slow.
I laid my head back on his chest and I toyed with his beard as I admired him. He's so so so sexccc.
Even when asleep.
"Dominic." Kennedy mumbled. The doorbell ringing was the one thing that did wake him up.
"Who is it?" His deep voice spoke. "I don't know. Go see." She flicked his face. He slowly sat up and stood up. She watched as he slid his boxers and sweatpants on along with a wife beater.
He slowly walked out of the room as Kennedy tapped on her phone.
"Daddy as fuck." She mumbled before laughing to herself. She winced in pain at the pressure she felt between her legs.
She slowly sat up and stood up slowly. She slipped on the pink Versace robe he had bought her.
She walked downstairs where she heard men talking.
She slowly made her way down the hall bed stopping hearing something that caught her attention.
"So you fucking her?" Dominic sighed loudly. "Nigga don't say it like that. This yo mama we talking about." She swore she heard her fathers voice.
She froze. "What the hell wrong with you Thomas? You married." He spoke.
"Nope. I've filed for a divorce a while ago. We never said anything. I think I wanna marry Lynn." He spoke. "Nah nigga , you going too far. I wanna marry Kennedy and that's gon make you and my mom related through marriage." He spoke.
"Nah nigga. You ain't gonna marry my daughter." He waved him off. "Yes I am. I promise I am. And even if we don't live to get married , how you gon explain this bullshit to my kids?" He spoke as Kennedy walked in the kitchen.
She pretended as if she hadn't heard anything when the two men went silent.