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Kendall
My body’sinternal alarm clock was screaming at me to get up.
It was crazy considering I honestly couldn’t even remember falling asleep. But when I finally opened my eyes and took in my surroundings, it all made sense, the girly ass space making me grin as I was flooded with the memory of how I’d ended up here.
Tonguing Shakira down within seconds of arriving at her crib…
Getting her naked and kissing her body from head to toe…
Eating her pussy as she sat on my shoulders…
And that was just the downstairs stuff.
Once we got upstairs to her room, a whole new series of shit began. And it wasthosememories that had me blindly reaching across the mattress for Shakira, only to end up with a handful of ruffled bedding because she wasn’t there.
Where is she?
Without even looking at the clock, I already knew it was early as fuck.
Like, earlier than most normal people woke up.
So the fact that Shakira was not only awake but was also already out of bed had me interested to see what she was up to, that curiosity giving me the motivation I needed to climb out from under her comfy ass covers and then pull on my drawers so that I could head downstairs and find her.
Assuming she was down there.
I realized I’d guessed correctly when I heard rap music playing in the distance, following the sound of it until I could literally feel the bass in my chest as I stood outside the cracked door it was coming from. And once I pushed it open, I couldn’t help but smile when I saw a sweat-covered Shakira busting her ass on a Peloton bike, completely locked in until I approached her teasing, “If you needed a workout this morning, you could’ve just hopped on my…”
When she cut her eyes my way in a panic, I didn’t understand why until she nodded towards the opposite corner of the room. And that’s where I found a middle-aged woman curled up in a chair with a laptop on her lap and a smirk on her face, giving my body a slow scan before she acknowledged, “Damn, niece. You were right. Heisfine.”
Shaking her head, Shakira turned back my way to breathlessly tell me, “I’m almost done. There’s some food in the kitchen if you’re hungry.”
“Bet,” I responded with a nod. And the fact that her auntie was still shamelessly ogling me made it an easy decision when I said, “I’m gonnauhh… go find my clothes.”
“You don’t have to,” her auntie insisted with a giggle as I left the room. And honestly, I couldn’t get upstairs and get dressed in yesterday’s outfit fast enough, chuckling to myself once I noticed all the dried-up stains in random places.
“Pussy was wet as hell,” I reminisced, unconsciously licking my lips as if the taste was still there. And after confirming that I was at least halfway decent, I made my way back downstairs, this time heading straight for the kitchen where I found the ingredients to put together a quick smoothie for Shakira.
After last night and this morning, I was sure she’d need the fuel.
And hell, honestly, I did too, pouring a little into a glass for her and then sipping what was left straight from the blender cup just as Shakira walked in with a towel around her neck looking fresh out of a fitness commercial.
It was easy to understand why so many brands chose to work with her.
Whatever “It” was, Shakira had that shit and then some. And it truly felt like a privilege to be graced with her presence first thing in the morning, a grin on my face as I handed the smoothie over while telling her, “A reward for your hard work.”
“Awww. This is really sweet of you, Kendall,” she sang as she brought it towards her nose. “And it smells delicious. I wish I could drink it.”
Frowning, I asked, “What, you sensitive to fruit too?”
“No, I just can’t have anything that’s gonna bloat my stomach before my photo shoot,” she explained as she set the glass on the counter.
A glass that I picked up and started drinking from since I wasn’t about to let the shit go to waste, swallowing down a thick sip before I asked, “Is that why you’re up so early?”
“I’m always up early.”
“Guess we have that in common,” I commented, taking another sip of the smoothie before inquiring, “What’s the shoot for?”
Shakira was already busy sifting through the pantry when she answered, “Savage X Fenty,” making sense of why she was so concerned about her body. And when she eventually pulled out a pack of rice cakes to snack on, her point was only further solidified as she explained, “Gotta get some new content for social media.”
