Sunday morning..
*𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐘'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕*
I woke up staring at the ceiling. I couldn't help but to think about me and Kamala. Is this the end of the road for us?. Every other day it's always something. I can't take it anymore, she obviously doesn't feel bad about the situation with them questioning us. Like damn it's only so much I can fucking take, I am tired I am mentally drained. She's walking around here all picture perfect, when in reality I know she's torn. I know she feels a way, she just doesn't wanna talk about it, I don't have the patience to keep doing this with Kamala. Im done, we literally just started dating. I don't wanna break up so soon but it's like fuck. Why do we constantly have to go through this, if it isn't Bonnie it's something else.
I just want her to understand that she can't just make a promise then turn around and back out of it. If she doesn't tell the world about us then I don't think me and Kamala will last. Our sex is good, we love each other. We can't do anything without each other. We are meant to be but it's like.. I don't know if she feels that we're meant to be, I don't know why she's doing the shit she's doing but it's time to end this bullshit.
I get out of bed and I throw my robe back on. I walk towards the bathroom and I take a quick
Shower. After my shower I made my way to the kitchen. I make myself a cup of coffee and some eggs with toast.
As I eat my food and drink my coffee the front door clicks and opens up softly. I look over and it's Kamala coming in fully dressed looking good as ever. I turn back towards my plate and I continue eating. Kamala walks over to the kitchen and stands in front of the island and she clears her throat causing me to make eye contacts. "Are we ever gonna chat about the whole situation". I sigh finishing my food and drinking my coffee. "I don't you tell me".
I wash my cup and my plate. Kamala sighs, "Tiffany.. I'm sorry okay? I know I should have been told the world about us.. it's just I was scared". I nod a little then I say. "Scared of what?". It got silent for a moment, I placed the dishes on the rack and i leaned against the sink looking at her.
Kamala sighs, "Well.. you know how Doug cheated on me with Millie... well you and Bonnie were seeing each other from time to time.. I just didn't wanna come out to the world when you and her were doing what y'all were doing". After she said that I instantly felt guilty, but even before me and and Kamala were never serious we were practically just fucking. I sigh, "I get where you're coming from.. but me and Bonnie's situation only went on because me and you never became serious me and you were just fucking at that time.. and you didn't want me and Bonnie to continue that relationship".
Kamala nod's understanding everything i said. I sighed, "however I don't like the fact that you lied and said you'd do it then you turn around and say you need more time. That was like a slap in the face". I say it with attitude as I place my hands on my hips and tilt my head. Kamala looks at me her eyes are darkened and she looks infuriated. Kamala stepped in front of me pulling me close, the heat of her breath against my neck. Her hands wrapped around my waist gripping it tightly. My hand going up her back gripping her hair tightly. She moans softly in my ear.
Kamala gripped my hair as well, I moaned at the sudden move. I let her hair go and she turned me around facing the Faucet and the sink. She kisses the back of my neck as her hands rub against my back. I moan softly a little. She pulled my hair making her way to my neck kissing it softly, she bit down on it making me moan a little. I sigh, "Kamala— stop..". Kamala pulls me and sits me on the counter, getting in between my legs.
She unties my robe and lays me on the counter. She runs her hand on my thigh. I bite my lip a little. She eases her fingers inside of me, pumping them in and out slowly. I gasps a little, "Kamala.. s—stop". Kamala chuckles a little as she pumps in and out of me faster, "I'm not going to stop.. i wanna release some of that anger baby". I moan loudly as she goes faster hitting those g-spots.
"Fuck.. this feels so good". My moans are coming out as pant's. Kamala goes in and out effortlessly. I grip on the counter as my knuckles turn white. My leg started to shake, I could feel myself getting close. Kamala curls her fingers and hits the best spot, I moan loudly. "Dammit.. I'm so close". Kamala smirks a little. "Come on baby cum for me.. let me hear you say my name baby". She says it low and seductive. That made me even wetter.
I moan softly as my heart beats faster. Kamala sighs, I can feel the sudden tone in her voice. "Say my name Tiffany". I bite my lip as my p*ssy starts throbbing. I started to pant as my forehead was shiny with sweat. Kamala added three fingers making me gasps loudly.. "fuckk.. Kamala. Please I'm sorry". Kamala chuckles mischievously. "I told you to say my name it took you too long.. shut up and relax". The dominance in her voice made me hungry for more. Her three fingers curl up hitting that spot again, I can feel myself about to let loose.
"Kamala.. Im almost cumming.. fuck!". Kamala chuckled. "Whose pussy is this?". I bite my lip. I knew the answer but I wanted to push her buttons a little. I didn't respond I just continued to moan. I felt something warm going inside of me and it was her tongue, she literally ate me out. It felt so amazing. I gasps loudly as she inserted her tongue, "omg..".
Kamala started hitting spots I didn't know I had. I was about to let loose and I could feel my walls loosing up. "Kamala I'm about to cum..". I said it in an whiny voice. Kamala switched to a more serious tone. "I asked you a question.. who's pussy is this?". I moan and bite my lip as I started cumming. "It's yours— it's yours baby". Kamala chuckled a little as she licked her fingers and wiped her mouth. "Good girl".
I laid there panting. Damn she's good.
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Authors note
Heyy y'all, how y'all feeling about this chapter?
Kam and tiff did some makeup sex 👀🥥.
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