Jealous

EIGHTEEN

Recap

He then started to move my hips to the point where I started grinding right on top of his wood.

"K-Kenny." I stuttered

"Do you trust me?" He asked looking right in my eyes

"I trust you."

"So make me make love to you."

Brielle

"I'm not ready yet." I admitted sighing

I got off of his lap and sat next to him on the bed. He sighed also.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked rubbing his cheeks

"No, I'm fine."

"Kenny, don't you do some stupid shit and go to some other bitch house and fuck her because I don't want to have sex. I've heard so much cases about that and I think you're the type of nigga to do that."

"And what if I do fuck another bitch?" He asked matter of factly testing me

"I'm not gonna fuck with you anymore. I'm so dead ass too, I'll probably go and fuck Angelo just to make you fucking mad." I joked

I would never do that to myself or Kenny. That's way out of my character. I watched him straight face me instantly.

"You done fucked up my night. I was planning on sleeping over too." He said kissing his teeth moving away from me

"Nooo." I whined jumping back on his lap straddling him like nobody's business

I cupped his face in mine, bouncing on his still hard wood slightly teasing him. I started getting into it, grinding on him, I moaned.

"Brielle!"

"Kenny, I'm sorry!" I said embarrassed burying my head in the crook of his neck

"You can't be doing shit like this when you know I'm horny and you know you want to wait." He said laughing placing his hands on my ass palming it 

We both sat there in silence. It's a peaceful silence. "You know you have a small ass?"

"Okay Kenny, good night." I said getting off of him and went to turn off the lights

This nigga dead got me tight. What makes him think I want to hear that shit? Yeah my ass is small, so what hoe? My ass maybe small, but I'm still pretty. Shit, hashtag flaunt what you got.

"It's like two mini muffins, aw." He said cooing squeezing his hands like he was gripping an imaginary ass

Kenny bust out laughing when he saw me screwing him. I hopped in the bed and went under the sheets; turning my back towards him. He plays too fucking much, nothing like a big ass kid.

I then felt him go under the covers too, next minute he turned me around to face him. I just know his goofy ass is cheesing.

My top manager to rise up a little as he rest his hands on my bare waist, I started to shiver by his touch.

"Brielleee." He said dragging my name softly

"What do you waaant?" I asked mocking him

I giggled at myself.

"You mad at me? You want me to call you big booty Brielle?"

I bust out laughing, because it remind me of that song that goes like 'big booty btiches'. That's funny.