“He feels like he’s wide awake,” KoKo said, rubbing up and down his stick.
“Yep, and he just punched in.”
“Punched in?”
“Yeah. For work.” Terrance leaned in and started to kiss and nibble on her neck.
“Terrance . . . wait.”
Ignoring her, he bit into one of her breasts as his fingers pulled at the side of her underwear and found their way inside her. With his other hand, he went under her shirt, released one of her breasts from her bra, placing his mouth on her nipple, and began to suck lightly. He picked up the pace, sliding his fingers in and out trying to bring on contractions. KoKo was trying to stick to her plan and tease him a little more, but he felt so good and was touching all the right spots. She didn’t want to stop him. Then the feelings of guilt came over her as thoughts of Kayson started to run through her mind.
“Terrance wait, I don’t think I’m ready for all this.” KoKo grabbed his wrist, which only made him go faster, and then he hit the spot!
“Ssss . . . Wait . . . Ahhhh.” KoKo let her inhibitions down and allowed herself to enjoy his every touch.
Terrance kept going, bringing on a powerful orgasm. He removed his hand, full of her juices then opened his pants. Reaching in his pocket, he pulled out a magnum and put it on. Pulling his pants and boxers all the way down, he stepped out of them. Next, he pulled his shirt over his head revealing his whole self to her. KoKo was impressed by everything she saw. Terrance wasn’t taking no for an answer. He pushed KoKo onto the couch, grabbed her by the ankles, and pulled her to the edge of the couch and snatched her jeans off with one pull. KoKo was still slightly resisting, trying not to make it too easy for him. Also, intensifying his craving for her. Terrance got into position, but every time Terrance would try to get his dick close to her, she would move and try to close her legs. This act increased his desire.
“Terrance wait, I don’t think we should.” At that moment, Terrance pried her legs open and found his way to her opening.
“Let me have it, KoKo,” he asked, going deep inside her.
KoKo let out a loud moan. She had not had sex since the night she and Kayson were last together, which was over a year ago. The want was so intense she started to ride him from the bottom. Terrance was so turned on by her tightness and wetness that he was about to be out the game before it got started. He had to get control and quick because she definitely felt like she wasn’t fucking anybody. The idea of that alone had him ready to bust. The passion he was sharing with her was like she was truly being fucked for the first time. Every time he would hit the bottom, KoKo would moan out so sweetly, causing Terrance to go into a trance-like state just like she predicted. At that moment in time, nothing else mattered. He had blocked out Star totally. KoKo had him locked in her trap.
Terrance had KoKo in a full buck, handling all the walls until he again found her G-spot. “Uh huh . . . right there,” KoKo yelled out.
Terrance picked up the pace to bring it on. KoKo bit his neck and began to suck.
Terrance moaned as the contractions from her orgasm squeezed his dick tight. “Oh shit . . . Damn, baby,” Terrance whispered in KoKo’s ear.
“I know. Now let me fuck you.” KoKo wrapped her legs around his back, flipped him over, and got on top. She glided up and down the length of his dick. Terrance leaned his head back and closed his eyes. He bit his bottom lip and moaned, “Mmmmm . . .”
KoKo watched his facial expressions as she continued to work his dick like a part time job. She’d go fast then slow, rising all the way to the top of his dick then moving down fast, squeezing and tightening around him. Terrance was in heaven. He had only been having sex with Star for the last couple of months and was missing a woman just throwing him down and fucking his brains out. And KoKo was definitely handling his dick like a pro. Terrance placed his finger on her clit and began to vibrate back and forth. KoKo threw her head back then grabbed his ankles while continuing to ride him, moving faster and harder. This caused him to go deep inside her as she enjoyed the contractions being brought on by his magic fingers. As KoKo began to cum, her legs started to shake uncontrollably.
“Uhhhhhhh . . . sssss,” KoKo moaned.
Terrance sat up, placed his lips on her nipples, and then tickled them with the tip of his tongue, still not turning that clit loose. “Do it to me, baby. Ssss . . . Damn,” he said, moaning.
After KoKo finished that one, she went in for another. “Lean back,” she commanded. He did just that. KoKo began winding her waist and slowly turning on his dick. She was now side straddled and bouncing easy up and down. She did this until she had her back to him, a deadly move Kayson had taught her. Once she heard him breathing heavy, she really went to work, bouncing faster and faster. Terrance gripped her hips, but she didn’t slow down. She moved faster causing him to go deeper.
“Sssss . . . Oh shit . . .” Terrance groaned.
KoKo zoned out totally, focused on fucking his head up. She massaged her clit until she skeeted and her juices ran down between his balls. Using her juices, she maneuvered her fingers up and down the line between his balls, sending chills up his spine and heat from his toes to his head. She could tell he was on the brink of cumming.
Wanting him to cum and cum hard; she increased her speed. Just at his breaking point, she placed one foot on each side of his head and grabbed his ankles. KoKo began gliding back and forth in a push up like position. She totally fucked his head up with that move because his dick was leaning all the way forward and moving in and out of her pussy, giving him a full view from the back. He began rubbing her ass and then across the lips of her pussy. Riding slow and easy and winding her waist in circles, she heard him moan again and picked up speed. Terrance could no longer hold back and KoKo wasn’t going to let him. Terrance matched her every pump until he busted hard and long.
KoKo brought her legs back into a squatting position and rode him until he released the last drop. Looking over her shoulder at him with a sexy grin she asked, “Fucked your head up, didn’t I?”
Terrance smiled, “Only ‘cause I let you.”
“Lean up,” KoKo instructed, maintaining her squatting position and allowing him to move his legs from under her. Terrance grabbed her by her ankles causing her to fall forward. Then getting her on her back and pinning her legs open with his arm, he then dove in deep.
“Ahhhhh . . . mmmm,” KoKo moaned. Terrance began stroking steady and deep, raining kisses up and down her spine. Within minutes, KoKo was cumming again.
“You know you fucking with a nigga’s emotions?” Terrance whispered in her ear.
KoKo responded, “Faster.” Terrance went in deeper. KoKo called for the gods.
“Oh my god . . . Yesss . . . Right there.”
KoKo was throwing that ass back at him; his knees buckled. Pulling a real power move on him, she sexily moaned.
“Is that all you got?” she asked. That caused Terrance to go off. He was hitting it from side to side knocking the walls down and in one heavy breath he said, “Ssss . . . gotdamn!”
Terrance couldn’t hold back and KoKo knew it. So she kept tossing that ass until he busted again real hard. He crawled all the way inside and just rocked back and forth as he nibbled and kissed KoKo’s shoulders and sucked on the back of her neck.
“You dangerous as hell. This pussy should be illegal,” he said, out of breath.
“Is that right?” KoKo said as a smile came across her face. Got him. He made another request. “I still can’t kiss your lips?”
“Sure you can. But not the ones on my face.” She moved forward breaking their contact. “If you will excuse me I have to shower. You can join me if your knees still work.”
Terrance started laughing as he turned over on his back. “Your mouth is going to get you in trouble.”
“I hope so,” KoKo said, getting up and heading for the bathroom. Stopping to grab a little bag from her purse containing her body wash, lotion, deodorant and a toothbrush and toothpaste, she said to herself, damn, if that fucked him up, wait until I move to the next level of my plan.
Terrance lay back on the bed in an attempt to catch a second wind and enjoy that nut he had just got off his back. But before he could catch himself, he passed clean out.
KoKo showered and brushed her teeth, applied lotion to her skin, and headed back to the room.
Terrance was knocked out. She put her little purse back in her big bag and slipped on her underwear, jeans, and shirt. She laid something on the nightstand and left out.
When Terrance woke up he reached for KoKo but she wasn’t there. He lifted his head, looking around then glanced at the clock on the nightstand. It read 11 a.m. “Damn, it’s almost check out. She knocked a nigga out.” Placing his feet on the floor, he rubbed his eyes to fix his focus. He looked at the nightstand again and saw a note sitting on a stack of hundred dollar bills.
“What the fuck?” He grabbed the note and the money.
Hey baby,
Thanks for last night. I needed that. I’ll catch up with you. I left you four thousand dollars. Get yourself something nice.
KoKo.
Terrance sat on the bed shaking his head. Damn, was I just paid for a service? That’s a bad bitch. He reached for his cell and dialed the number she gave him, but a machine picked up. Because he wasn’t sure of her situation, he decided not to leave a message and just hung up. He placed the phone, letter, and money back on the nightstand then headed for the shower. He turned the water on, and then went to the sink to brush his teeth. When he looked in the mirror, he saw a small bite mark by his collarbone. “Oh shit!” he said. The thought of him going home to Star all marked up ran through his head. His phone rang. He left the bathroom to get it in hopes of it being KoKo, but it was Star.
“Hello,” he said slightly disappointed.
“Hey baby. I miss you,” she said, excited that she had caught him.
“I miss you, too,” he replied.
“When are you coming home? I need to see my baby,” she pouted.
“I’ll be home in a couple of days.”
“Well, I guess I will have to keep myself busy until then.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll be there soon enough.”
“Love you.”
“Love you, too. I’ll call you later.”
“Okay. Bye babe.” He hung up and then sat on the end of the bed. “What the fuck am I doing?” He sat for a minute pondering what just happened.
By twelve o’clock, he had showered and was checking out and headed to Yonkers to take care of some business. As he got on the elevator, thoughts of what KoKo did to him last night ran through his mind. He was still fucked up that not only did she pull a pussy prowl on him in the middle of the night; she also pulled the oldest trick in the book and left a nigga some money on the fucking nightstand. Now that’s gangsta. That’s a bad bitch, he thought. He hopped in a cab and headed up town.
KoKo was sitting in the office at Kayson’s mansion when she received a phone call from Night. “Hello. What’s up, ma? You stationary?”
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“I need to talk to you.”
“A’ight, come to the mansion.”
“Let me ask you something right quick. What you know about them outta town niggas, KoK?” Midnight asked in a suspicious voice. He was leery of the fact that KoKo was hanging out with some nigga that just showed up out of fucking nowhere.
“You know I’m on it, Night. This nigga is fucking with Bo'dee on the Southside. I’m still gathering shit. I know he got paper, but not too sure how long it is. But I’m about to find out.”
“I’m in route,” Night said then hung up.
With that, KoKo hung up, rolled a blunt, and sat back in Kayson’s big chair and inhaled deeply.
When Night arrived, he was let in and came right to the second floor. “You think your ass is grown, huh? Smoking on Kayson’s second floor,” he said as he entered the room then smirked.
“Whatever! Shit, a sista is stressed the fuck out right about now. What’s up?”
“I found out who was involved in that hit on Kayson,” Night revealed.
“Don’t play with my emotions.” KoKo sat forward in her chair and put her head slightly to the side.