stupid mistake, but I would be a damn fool to give him up to another woman.
“You see something you like?” Dominic asked shaking me from my daze. He never gave me a chance to answer before he started to undress me. He was completely naked and was working hard to make sure I was too. I wrapped my arms around his neck and reciprocated the kiss that he was initiating. I broke the kiss long enough to walk over to the bed and lay flat on my back.
“No Kennedi, get up,” he demanded as he pulled me up from the bed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked confused by his actions.
“I’m tired of doing it like that. Let’s do something different,” he requested.
“Something different like what Dominic? What do you want to do?” I asked.
“Surprise me,” he said smiling. He moved me out of the way and assumed the position that I was just in. I stood there dumbfounded as I watched him lying flat on his back while stroking his rock hard erection. This was the reason why I only gave him sex two to three times a week. He was too damn freaky for me.
“Don’t just stand there, do something,” he urged looking me directly in my eyes. I knew he wanted me to get on top. I don’t know why since he never seemed to enjoy it anyway. I didn’t want to disappoint him, so I got into the bed and climbed on top of him. He gripped my hips as I slid down onto him. I started to move, but he quickly put an end to that.
“No, just let me do it,” he said with an even tighter grip on my hips. He started off slowly moving me up and down along his length, and it was actually feeling good. After a few minutes of me getting used to it, he started to speed up the pace. Before long, he was slamming me down into him and thrusting into me like we were some wild animals.
“Wait Dominic, this is too rough for me,” I complained. He ignored me, but he seemed to be enjoying it based upon his facial expression. He seemed to have zoned out as he stood up from the bed, never breaking our connection or missing a stroke. I held on tight while he bounced me up and down at a steady pace.
“Dominic stop, put me down,” I said to no avail. When I saw that he still wasn’t stopping, I grabbed his forearms and tried to slow his pace.
“What are you doing?” He groaned in disappointment.
“I told you to stop. You’re going too far,” I answered as I jumped down out of his hold.
“I’m going too far?” He repeated incredulously. “You can’t be serious right now. This is the first time we did something that didn’t include you lying flat on your back.”
“That still doesn’t mean that you can treat me like a street whore. I’m not Brooklyn,” I retorted angrily.
“So I’m treating you like a whore because I want to try something different? We’re not even married yet, and we’re already having sex like an old ass married couple. That shit is boring, and I can do without it,” he yelled hurting my feelings.
“I guess that’s why you got your bitch an apartment. So you can have some in-house pussy whenever you want it. I saw the canceled checks for the rent that you’ve been paying!” I screamed. I didn’t mean to tell on myself, but I was pissed, and I really didn’t care.
“I can see that you’re back to your old bullshit again,” he said while putting on his clothes. “And yeah, I did get her an apartment so that my son can be stable. You are checking my accounts and shit like you the feds. If you wanted to know all you had to do was ask. I don’t have shit to hide.”
“Yeah right, you treat that gutter bitch better than you treat me. You are doing all of this shit for her, and you don’t even know if that’s really your baby or not,” I shouted. Instead of replying, he grabbed his phone and walked out of the room, slamming the door.
“That’s right, go run and call your bitch or your punk ass brother like you always do,” I yelled at him.
This getaway was supposed to be a fresh start for us, but it was
“You see something you like?” Dominic asked shaking me from my daze. He never gave me a chance to answer before he started to undress me. He was completely naked and was working hard to make sure I was too. I wrapped my arms around his neck and reciprocated the kiss that he was initiating. I broke the kiss long enough to walk over to the bed and lay flat on my back.
“No Kennedi, get up,” he demanded as he pulled me up from the bed.
“What’s wrong?” I asked confused by his actions.
“I’m tired of doing it like that. Let’s do something different,” he requested.
“Something different like what Dominic? What do you want to do?” I asked.
“Surprise me,” he said smiling. He moved me out of the way and assumed the position that I was just in. I stood there dumbfounded as I watched him lying flat on his back while stroking his rock hard erection. This was the reason why I only gave him sex two to three times a week. He was too damn freaky for me.
“Don’t just stand there, do something,” he urged looking me directly in my eyes. I knew he wanted me to get on top. I don’t know why since he never seemed to enjoy it anyway. I didn’t want to disappoint him, so I got into the bed and climbed on top of him. He gripped my hips as I slid down onto him. I started to move, but he quickly put an end to that.
“No, just let me do it,” he said with an even tighter grip on my hips. He started off slowly moving me up and down along his length, and it was actually feeling good. After a few minutes of me getting used to it, he started to speed up the pace. Before long, he was slamming me down into him and thrusting into me like we were some wild animals.
“Wait Dominic, this is too rough for me,” I complained. He ignored me, but he seemed to be enjoying it based upon his facial expression. He seemed to have zoned out as he stood up from the bed, never breaking our connection or missing a stroke. I held on tight while he bounced me up and down at a steady pace.
“Dominic stop, put me down,” I said to no avail. When I saw that he still wasn’t stopping, I grabbed his forearms and tried to slow his pace.
“What are you doing?” He groaned in disappointment.
“I told you to stop. You’re going too far,” I answered as I jumped down out of his hold.
“I’m going too far?” He repeated incredulously. “You can’t be serious right now. This is the first time we did something that didn’t include you lying flat on your back.”
“That still doesn’t mean that you can treat me like a street whore. I’m not Brooklyn,” I retorted angrily.
“So I’m treating you like a whore because I want to try something different? We’re not even married yet, and we’re already having sex like an old ass married couple. That shit is boring, and I can do without it,” he yelled hurting my feelings.
“I guess that’s why you got your bitch an apartment. So you can have some in-house pussy whenever you want it. I saw the canceled checks for the rent that you’ve been paying!” I screamed. I didn’t mean to tell on myself, but I was pissed, and I really didn’t care.
“I can see that you’re back to your old bullshit again,” he said while putting on his clothes. “And yeah, I did get her an apartment so that my son can be stable. You are checking my accounts and shit like you the feds. If you wanted to know all you had to do was ask. I don’t have shit to hide.”
“Yeah right, you treat that gutter bitch better than you treat me. You are doing all of this shit for her, and you don’t even know if that’s really your baby or not,” I shouted. Instead of replying, he grabbed his phone and walked out of the room, slamming the door.
“That’s right, go run and call your bitch or your punk ass brother like you always do,” I yelled at him.
This getaway was supposed to be a fresh start for us, but it was
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