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Kenneth P.O.V.

   Wow. When did Bria become such a bitch? She's still holding on to something that happened four years ago. She won't even give me the time of day. Here I am trying to apologize and she doesnt want to hear it. Her problem is that she hasn't had a real nigga in her life to tell her to sit her ass down and shut the fuck up. I have no idea what she's doing with ol' dude Isaiah. I've seen him around before. He just seems soft to me.

He's not her type. Bria may have gotten older but she hasn't really changed. She's always had a thing for bad guys. She's always had a thing for me. Even though she would never admit it. I know for a fact her type hasn't changed. She didn't even address ol' dude as her boyfriend. That's how u know it's nothing serious.

Someone needs to talk some sense into her-

"Babe Candace just text me about some party going on tonight. Tyler hosting it." Kianna says, pulling me from my thoughts. I pull up to the stop sign and check my phone before continuing down the road.

Tyler is the biggest party thrower in Phoenix. His parents are filthy rich and always away on business so Tony takes full advantage over it by throwing parties. I've already been to a few since coming back here. His parties are off the wall. In talking girls getting naked, dudes getting laid, saints becoming sinners for the night. Its just crazy. "Yeah I heard. You want to swing through?"

"Hell yeah. Especially since I just got my hair done and I'm feeling myself. I just need to go home and change first. You need to change?"

"Nah. I just showered before I picked you up. I was out with the guys playing basketball." There's no use in me changing when I just put this outfit on. I haven't really been anywhere with it so it doesn't matter.

We pull up to her house. She gets out and comes over to my side, resting her arms on the window. "You don't want to come inside? You look a little tense. Maybe I can help you out with that." She smiles suggestively. I know exactly what's on her mind. Getting out the car, I allow her to hold my hand as she leads me inside and upstairs to her familiar bedroom.

"You sure nobody's home?" I ask. The last time I was here we nearly got caught with our pants down. I had to sneak out of her window. Its a good long drop but thanks to the roof over the porch I was able to make it down safely. If that happens again then I'll take that as a sign that I need to stop messing around with this chick. She's already getting a little attached, overstepping her boundaries.

"I'm sure."

She pulls a condom out of her top drawer. It takes no less than a minute for us to strip out of our clothes. Kianna rubs her tight body against mine as she slips the condom on. Throwing my head back, a growl escapes from somewhere deep inside me as she rubs my hard member. Having enough of her teasing, I flip her over on her knees and shove my cock inside her, roughly. It isn't long before I find my pattern. She moans my name repeatedly as if it were a chant.

"Oh Kenneth. Oh. Go deeper." I pull out of her and slam back in roughly. Her body jerks forward. Her small hands grip the silk sheets.

"Yeah you like that don't you?"

"Y...yes!"

"Say it."

"I like your cock. Mhm fuck me. Fuck me," She screams. My cock is sqeezed tight against her walls. I relish in the feeling. She bucks against me. Remembering something she told me, I smack her on the ass. A red hand print appears. Smack! She moans even louder. Smack! I feel her about to come so I thrust harder. It isn't long before I let her cum all over my cock. Kianna is a straight up freak. She's just down for whatever. Pulling out of her and slipping off the condom, she turns over and spreads her legs wide open. I let her jerk and suck me off until I come in her mouth. She swallows ever last drop.

Kianna lays back on the bed rubbing her clit and moaning my name. Mumbling something about how she can still feel me inside her. She the type of chick you have to be careful around. Might fuck around and come inside her freaky ass. Seeing her laid out on the bed like that just makes me horny all over again. Without warning I slam my long cock inside her. Her back forms a deep arch.

She begs and please for me to do unspeakable things to her so I do. I even let her get on top and ride me in that special way only she can do. If she not careful she can be mistaken for a real porn star. When she starts to slow down I throw her off and climb on top. Using one hand I hold her in place by her neck and with the other I prop one of her legs up. Allowing me greater access. After having enough of me dragging my cock across her wet clit she grabs it and push it inside herself.

She comes first. When I finally come I pull out of her and head to the bathroom to shower. There's no cuddling going on between us. Its just sex, nothing more. Surprisingly Kianna is cool with that. After my shower I change back into my outfit. Kianna goes in next. She takes forever to get ready. I dont understand why it takes females so long to get ready. I only take but a minute. Its not hard to throw on some jeans, a shirt, some jewlery, and shoes to match. It should take girls shorter because they mostly wear dressed anyway. Maybe it's the makeup part.

I don't know and I don't really care. A lot of guys trip over a girl wearing makeup but if that's what she wants to wear that's her prerogative.

My mood lightens a little when she comes out dressed in a tight tan dress that show her toned body off nicely and the white strapped heels I bought her last week. Of course I spent a little money on her. Why not if I got it? That doesn't mean we're exclusive or anything. I made sure she knew this. I can't have her thinking we're in a relationship.

"You look good. Now grab your purse so we can go."

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