𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐊𝐒| 𝐘𝐁

𝐗𝐗𝐈𝐗

| HOW LOVE WORKS |

KENNEDY A. STEPHENS |

"Kentrell." Kennedy mumbled as she sat on the bed, watching Kentrell as he got out the shower.

It was currently October. It's been two months since she met his mom in Texas.. and things have been good.

"Yea?" Kentrell asked, turning all his attention to her.

"Nothing, nevermind." She lied, giving him a small smile.

"Go head, say watchu was gon say." Kentrell smiled as she made his way to her.

She simply shook her head no, tilting it as Kentrell approached her. She crossed her legs as she felt herself began to throb.

Kentrell smiled, noticing what she wanted.. making him aroused.

He grabbed her chin, fixing her face to face his print.

"Tell me watchu want.. so I can give it to you." Kentrell said before letting her face go.

He dropped his towel, letting his length spring up as kennedy attempted to keep her eyes locked with his.

"I want you to fuck me over this bed." Kennedy replied, running her hand over the black satin sheets.

"Come here." Kentrell said grabbing Kennedy's face to be right in front of his length.

Kennedy stuck her tongue out as Kentrell ran the tip across her tongue, stroking himself.

"You make me so fuckin hard." Kentrell mumbled as he felt her tongue go lower.

"Let me help you." Kennedy spoke after removing her tongue from his tip.

She grabbed is arm and sat him down on the bed.

"Let me show you something." Kennedy smiled.

She laid him down and he watched as she undressed herself.

She climbed back onto the bed and straddled his lap.

He centered his dick, as she slowly rocked her hips over it, not letting it inside where entrance.

"Stop teasing." Kentrell said lowly as his throbbed at her touch, his precum leaking out his slit.

"Fuckin marry me." Kentrell said as he pulled Kennedy's hair.