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“Just by your response, I already know what you want to ask. My answer is don’t worry about it. That’s only for me to know.”
Sounded like some foul shit to me. She had to know that I could find out about how she got that money without her telling me. “Why don’t you wanna go get your shit done tomorrow?” I asked, deciding to be less confrontational.
“Because I need to make my own way. You’re trying to be serious with Kennedy,” she said while rolling her eyes and fake gagging. “I don’t think she’ll take too kindly to you taking care of another woman. If the shoe was on the other foot and I was your woman, that shit wouldn’t fly. So if I want to get my nails done, I’ll pay for it. If I can’t afford it, then I’ll do without. No big deal.”
If she was my woman, no other woman would matter. She was being confrontational, but I wasn’t taking the bait. I glanced over at Jericho to see he was lowkey watching us and probably listening too. “Okay.”
That was the only response I gave her as I continued to eat my food. Normally, I would have something slick to say back, but I didn’t want to get into it with her in front of him and Manman. Throwing her over my shoulder or grabbing her by her neck wouldn’t be acceptable, although the last time I grabbed her by the neck was because she wouldn’t let up. Just the graze against my dick by her knee had me on one that I didn’t want to calm down from.
She was staring at me, clearly caught off guard by my response to what she’d said. That was another reason why she probably didn’t want to leave with me. She knew I would shut her ass down. “So is she going with you to the wedding?” she asked, changing the subject.
“I don’t know. I haven’t given her an answer. Most likely, she will though. Are you bringing a date?”
“I thought about it. I haven’t decided yet.”
My eyebrows lifted. Who in the fuck did she meet that would accompany her to a wedding? She was getting a kick out of this shit. Had I known she invited me here to be with the shits, I could have stayed home. I nodded repeatedly then took my phone from my pocket and responded to Kennedy.Thursday is fine and yeah, you can go to the wedding with me. The colors are purple and gold.
I finished my food without another word then took my dish to the sink. Walking past Chelsea, I went to Manman and kissed her cheek, telling her how good the food was. I looked over at Jericho and slapped his hand. “Let me know what time y’all gon’ get married, and I’ll be there, bruh. I have to go.”
“A’ight, man. I’ll probably holla at you tomorrow once I talk to Whitney.”
“Okay. See you at the wedding, Chelsea.”
She cut her eyes at me. She hated when I addressed her last like an afterthought.Oh well.She could get over that shit… or not. I didn’t give a fuck.
* * *
“Aww fuck! Jungle, shit!”
I grunted as I fucked Kennedy hard. There was no emotion in it whatsoever. I needed a nut that wasn’t self-induced. I had quite a bit of aggression to work off. Fawn would be here tomorrow, and I didn’t need her realizing that this shit with Chelsea was bothering me as much as it was. I hadn’t spoken to her since Tuesday, but it wasn’t for lack of trying.
She was leaving me on read and not answering my phone calls. It was like Tuesday never happened. I wasn’t sure what was up with her, but I was getting impatient as fuck. Fucking Kennedy had taken my mind off Chelsea for a little while, but now she was on my mind just as heavy. If Kennedy’s pussy didn’t have me laser focused, then that was a huge, waving red flag. My dick was still engaged, though, so I supposed that counted for something.
“Jungle! I’m cumming! Fuck!”
I had to give it to her. Her screams and moans were sexy as hell, not to mention her sex faces. I pushed her legs up to where her knees were against her shoulders and watched her pussy spasm around my dick. “This some sexy shit, Kennedy,” I said in a low voice.
I began fucking her shit like it would be my last time, because I just didn’t know. I wasn’t invested anymore. The excitement was gone, and I seemed to be the only one that was trying to be serious. She was fucking somebody else. There was absolutely no resistance in her pussy, and it had been almost a month since I’d slid between her walls.
The first time we fucked, I’d stretched her shit out a bit. So if I wasn’t fucking her at least once a week, that shit should be like that every time. I began fucking her even harder while she screamed, and finally, I nutted in the latex. I pulled out of her and went to the bathroom.
She’d only gotten here an hour ago, and we’d come straight to my bedroom. There wasn’t much foreplay. We’d practically gone straight to it. She’d bounced on my dick like she was trying to convince me that she was invested in us. While that shit was good as fuck, I knew this was all about what I could do for her—nothing more.
Before I could leave the bathroom, she joined me. I leaned against the vanity as she leaned into me. “Damn, baby, that was so good. I needed that.”
She slid her hands over my chest as I licked my lips then went to her knees in front of me. She slurped the head of my dick into her mouth as I stared at her. I loved her lips. The pink lipstick she wore smeared over my dick. That was something I loved to see, but I wasn’t excited today. I just wanted to be done so we could shower, eat, and go to bed. Tomorrow, she would go on her last Jungle-funded shopping trip. I couldn’t fuck with her no more.
Since Chelsea wasn’t fucking with me, I would probably go back to my old ways until I met someone of interest. I didn’t want to be rude to Kennedy about the shit I was peeping, so hopefully she didn’t give me a reason to be between now and Saturday. At this moment, she was giving me every reason to spend a bit on her tomorrow. The way she was fucking my dick up deserved an award. I grabbed her hair as she bobbed on my dick, doing my best to totally focus on what was happening at the moment.
I began stroking her mouth, causing her to gag, then bust down her throat. She stood and slid her hands up my chest. “You okay, baby?” she asked.
“Mm hmm. Why you ask?” I asked her as I wiped the tears from her cheeks.
“You were completely quiet. Not so much as a grunt left your lips. It’s like you’re somewhere else in your mind.”
“I have a lot of shit on my mind, but I’m cool. Let’s shower so we can go get something to eat.”
She smiled as she placed her hand on my cheek. “Okay.”
