His Manager // NickixYoungboy

// 𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙮-𝙨𝙞𝙭 //

// 𝘼𝙩𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖, 𝙂𝙚𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙖 //
// 𝙎𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙉𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 //

// 𝙊𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 //

By now Onika and Kentrell, were in the shower, on their second round.

For some reason the way Onika felt was that nobody could make love to her like Kentrell could, nobody.

Her heart started to become his, which means she started to love him even more.

She was done with Kenneth, officially.

And as for Kentrell? She had been won his heart, she just never realized it.

"Fuckkkk Kentrelllll, oh shitttt, faster." Onika moaned loudly, as she scratched up his back, while he stroked inside of her, repeatedly.

The water hit their bodies as Kentrell held onto her waist, pounding into her repeatedly making her mouth slightly open as her moans filled the shower.

He continued to ram himself into her as he pulled her into a deep kiss, sliding his tongue down her throat earning even more moans from her, as she dug her nails into his skin making him bite down on her bottom lip, pulling away as they both made eye contact with each other.

"You love me?" He mumbled as his lips brushed against her lips and she moaned looking him into his eyes, nodding her head.

"Yes, I love you." She answered, throwing her head back, having it meet the wall, as his continued to stroke himself deeply into her.

He held onto her legs, lifting them a bit higher as he pounded inside of her, her eyes closed tightly as his hand wrapped around her neck and he pushed himself deeper and deeper into her, moaning at the feeling he was getting from it.

For some reason, she could always make him moan, more than any other female.

Pinning her body up against the wall, he rammed himself into her deeply, hearing her gasp and moans filling the shower.

"Ahh shit Kentrell, fuckkk." She moaned loudly, as their bodies moved in motion while he thrusted inside of her.

He bit his lip quicky pulling out of her, and turning her around pushing her against the wall again, and sliding back into her, slowly stroking her.

"Uhhh shit." She moaned lowly. "St— st— stop going so slow Kentrell."

"Who? That ain't my name." He went slower, pulling his dick out, and rubbing his tip against her clit, seeing her cum cover his tip.

She wasn't able to say anything from the way he was treating her, she had became speechless.

"Oh so you ain't gone talk?" He slapped her ass hardly, making it sound off as she whimpered a bit. "Bet."

Kentrell mood changed, and he immediately got an attitude quicky.

He rammed back inside of her, pounding into her roughly and hardly as she moaned loudly feeling tears building up in her eyes.