《Her Worth| kdg.》|O6.
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Maeve takes her fingers to pry her pussy open further. Kentrell got up from the bed to turn on the light. Right there like a juicy peach was that pussy. Labia sitting wide open, clit hard, slit shining from her natural lubricant. She leaked that sweet natural honey generously. So generous that her thick inner thighs and outer pussy glistened. Kentrell palmed his erection and watched.
"Push 'em legs further." He breathed.
She now had her knees to her chest, those titties with pink nipples smushed together and poked out at him to pulled and sucked. Her pretty toes curled and her white polished nails toying against the flesh of her pussy was a beautiful site.
"It's all yours, please fuck me daddy, ruin me." Maeve's head wasn't exactly wrapping around the words that formed in her mind and left her lips. Hell, she wasn't even sure if she was indeed the one talking but her choice of sinful thoughts only matched her words and energy at that moment.
"You bet I will, mama, belie'dat. But why your eyes closed, open 'em." As Kentrell spoke he was becoming blurry like her eyes were hazy or something. "Open your eyes, Maeve, Maeve..."
"Maeve wake the fuck up, girl. Tha fuck was you dreaming about?" I scrunched up my face when I realized it was a dream again, for the fifth time that week since I last saw Kentrell. "You was moaning and whining all to yourself 'bout to grind onto the bed and shit." Darajah said.
I gasped and noticed slight beads of sweat on my chest and forehead as I swiped my hand over my face and neck. "Was I that loud?"
"Uh duh, anyways what were you dreaming 'bout or WHO were you dreaming of?" Darajah wiggled her well-shaped eyebrows at me from where she stood at my vanity table; arranging some makeup items.
I rolled my eyes and pushed the covers off of me and stood up from the bed to see my bed hair in the mirror looking like a bird's nest. "No one, besides you don't tell me about your unholy thoughts that manifest in your dreams."
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"Point of correction, May, they're called wet dreams also I don't tell you 'bout mines cuz you're never present when they happen like I was during yours and I can bet on my followers that Kentrell was sure as hell in that dream."
"Fact is you definitely don't care as much as your followers think you do about them." I giggled as I entered the restroom to ease myself and brush my teeth afterwards.
"Ok, so we're going for a look that's simply natural yet cute as fuck ya heard! And no wigs today, you wanna look like you're not even trying your best but still rocking the look, ya feel me." Darajah informed before starting on her favorite thing to do.
"Heard and felt, yes." I smiled.
While Darajah was rounding up on my hair, I did what I found myself doing the most since Kentrell dropped me off the last weekend which was mostly texting him. He'd tell me about his day and what happened and I'd fill him in on my little stories too about the soaps I watched on Lifetime and movies on Netflix, since I barely had any gist from my day to share.
And let me say this, nothing made me happier than to hear that accent of his' in his raspy deep voice when he would call me in the mornings or after napping for a while.
A part of me was looking forward to the date we would be having because I'd finally get to see him again, while the other just wanted to keep the whole phone convos going until I was prepared mentally for my first ever date with someone I couldn't stop thinking about— even in my dreams.
"Day, he'll be here in thirty and I haven't even chosen my outfit yet." I panicked a bit when Kentrell sent me a text.
"Calm those juicy tits, that's a solved problem so relax, hm. Besides even if he arrives when you're still get dressed fuck he gon' do? Dassright wait his ass in the car."
I checked how I looked in the mirror and I wasn't really comfortable in the outfit. I pouted at Darajah, "Day, I feel too big to be in this, can't I just wear one of my T-shirts and leggings instead?" I suggested.
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"Nah, you're good luv, enjoy." She smiled like a proud mom as I did another 360 for the umpteenth time. I felt her smack and grab my butt making me gasp and move away, "It was just there and jiggly I had to."
"You're acting sus, Day." I shook my head.
She gasped, "Hol' up, did you just– who did you hear that from?"
"I'm not a kid...well, Kentrell said it while referring to Ben on FaceTime." I shrugged, "He said it's short for suspect, did he lie?"
"No, at all but I see you're picking up on some of his words, I wanna place another bet on my followers that you gon' be acting like a mini him real soon."
"Cappp," I drew out and giggled. I checked my phone when it buzzed again and it was Kentrell texting me he was outside. "He's here."
"Damn right on time and my ride 'bout to pull up cuz my D.A. nigga got that dope and I'm finna fetch me some right 'bout now." Leave it to her to understand her own words alone so I don't even ask her. She grabbed only her purse and said, "I'll come back for these hoes later in the week."
We left my room on our way to the front door when Lulan decided to make her presence known from where she sat on the couch, "Ew, you look fat as shit in that jumpsuit." She snorted while pointing at me.
I wanted to breakdown and cry so bad and Darajah noticed because she held me and rubbed my arm.
"Awww, wittle blobbin May wanna—"
"Bitch shut up, you sound 'bout childish as hell sayin' allat shit! And you talkin' with that cheap synthetic wig smacked to yo' head with gorilla glue." Darajah snapped at Lulan, who touched her head like was trying to confirm and I giggled lowly at how she looked doing that. "Yeah, check that. Come on, sweetie."
I followed Rajah outside to where Kentrell's car was parked, he honked to confirm and stepped out as I made my way to him. I remembered Darajah coach me on how to behave if he did step out of the car to wait for me and I shyly went by her words, I went to hug him but he pecked my lips before engulfing me in his warm embrace— his cologne smelt manly and rich on him and I smiled.
"Yo, pinhead Larry," Kentrell referred to Darajah after we hugged and his arm was around my shoulder with our height difference screaming how small I stood compared to him.
"What Dentrell and don't be holding my friend like you do those hoes cuz she tiny."
"Mane," Kentrell smacked his teeth and pulled me closer making me look up at him, "She tripping, come on." He held the door open for me and I got in. I buckled on my seatbelt while he went around to his side but not before pulling on Darajah's hair strand and she slapped him on the back in return while yelling at him what I couldn't make out since the windows were up.
Kentrell chuckled as he settled in and roared the engine to life with a kick, soon we were on the way to wherever he was taking me with his right hand on my left thigh and some violent music playing at medium volume— sounded like his voice.
"You look good enough to eat mama," I blushed at the way he complimented me and he squeezed my thigh a bit making me shudder, "I fuck wit' you and I wan' us to go a long way cuz I like you ain't no doubt."
I had to bite my lip to stop me from grinning, he was being so open and going for what he wanted and for me to keep up with his raw energy would be next to faulty but I was willing to try and step out of my confined shell for once.
"Be honest, you feelin' me mama?"
"Yes, I do like you Kentrell."
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