《Her Worth| kdg.》|12.
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Kentrell exaggerated. I wasn't trying to slice off his dick, just doing his hair routine for the second time in two weeks and he didn't want to get used to it. He had tender scalp but he was doing too much with the shouts.
"Baby calm down, it can't be that painful." I rolled my eyes and continued using a comb to gently loose out the tangles left behind by the leave-in conditioner.
"Mane I said chill cuz shit hurts." His accent was stronger and it made me laugh even harder. "Quit playin' on my top like I won't stand my ass up from this sink and snatch off yo' wig."
"I don't have on one Kenny too bad," I laughed some more. I would stick my tongue out at him if he could see me but he couldn't. After toweling out the excess liquid from the hair I applied almond seed oil to my palms and massaged it into his scalp to moisturize and seal in all the other products I'd used. "Okay up, we're through here."
Kentrell rose up with a mug in my direction while I giggled and held onto his arm to help myself step down from the little stool I used to support my height. I blow dried the hair and applied more moisturizing oil to it when I was through it was looking so healthy.
"Say thanks even though you was tryna' rip out my scalp earlier," Kentrell pulled me closer to him by my waist while I took a picture of his renewed hair.
I threw my phone behind him on the bed from the edge where he was seated and pinched his cheeks, "You're welcome yeon-in." I pecked his lips twice and I couldn't stop myself when I continued to deepen the kiss. Reflexively, I felt Kentrell's hands move lower to my booty and grabbed each cheek roughly making me moan into the kiss.
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"Ahn Kentrell," I whimpered when he started kissing down my neck to my collarbone after I straddled him. I bit down on my lower lip to hold in my sounds but yelped when my derrière was smacked loudly.
Kentrell took his grip away from my booty and brought them up to my breasts and squeezed through the fabric of one of his vests I had on. With all the sexual tension he managed to tell me, "Say, you'on got Instagram right?"
I made a confused expression, "How does that concern what's going on?" I ignored his question and went to grind on his crotch but he held me still by the waist. I huffed.
"Say answer the damn question, do you?"
"Noooo, I don't now please touch me." I pouted at him.
"Bet." He took me off of his lap and placed me beside him on the bed. I was glaring at him so much that if such gazes could kill, he'd be on his way to the afterlife.
I watched Kentrell grab a pillow and prop up his phone on it then tapped on the screen a few times before the screen showed what looked like a live stream with over five thousand people watching already. My eyes widened and I attempted to sneak away but Kentrell caught me by the waist and abruptly brought me onto his lap.
"Kenny please let me go, I don't want this much attention on me at all," I pleaded.
He shook his head and pointed to the phone, "They wanna see your face mama, come on let them see the queen I'm gon' be rockin' with from now."
In the well air conditioned room and vest with shorts I had on, I still found myself lacking enough air not to perspire. I gathered enough courage to see the phone screen again and the views were almost at eight thousand, I cowered again and shook my head.
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"Aww look, they got nice shit to say 'bout you— aye say, quit talkin' 'bout her ass like that it's mine and I'on like eyes on what's mine, right mama," Kentrell mumbled with his voice low but still deep in a way, he knew what that did to me. "I'm showing off my baby to the people who fuck wit' me and don't fuck wit' me i'on care 'bout no other female but her."
The way his dark cocoa brown eyes lingered on mine made me grin and grab his face leaving a supple kiss on his soft lips and I felt his grip on my hips tighten. I wanted to say something from the depth of my heart but I didn't want to ruin the moment and scare him off. Two months isn't too soon to feel love...is it?
Soon, I'd overcame my anxiety and just figured that I shouldn't hide myself if my partner felt the need to show me off. I situated myself on Kentrell's lap sideways and let the viewers get my full view. I'd answer three casual questions and for each Kentrell would kiss my cheek.
'Would you consider having an Instagram in the future?' A user asked.
"I mean I would but not any time soon, so note that I'm not with Kentrell for his money or what I stand to gain but because I really do care about him enough to be with him." I answered.
'Is she still in school, YB?' Another one asked, "Yes I am, actually pursuing a degree in Princeton at the moment and I'll be rounding up later this year." I proudly said.
"That's an aspiring woman talk." Kentrell said. I blushed.
'But she seems really bigger than the rest of the others you've been with, how come your legs ain't ceased yet with all that weight *laughing emojis*'
'Exactly what I was about to say, like she weigh some serious pounds unlike Jania, Nia and the rest of 'em in the past.'
My lips quivered as unshed tears blurred my eyes then I tried to stand up but Kentrell held me tighter. I didn't even struggle I just let the tears fall, who was I kidding, no one could ever see me for me and Kentrell and Darajah were as far it went for me in terms of outside the family relationships.
"Fuck you cryin' fo'," Kentrell smacked his lips, "Say y'all gon' keep talking shit behind a phone screen but you see I'on play 'bout this one right here. My baby ain't overweight she's fucking thick! Sumn' y'all hoes spend y'all lifetime tryna be like so don't be tryna make her feel bad to better your thoughts on yo' self." I felt him grab my ass and I just buried my face further in his neck letting his words and scent soothe me.
"All this, is real and all mine i'on need no skinny silicon filled ass, she's enough for me with all her flaws that y'all observe and none of y'all opinions are needed." He reached forward to grab his phone so he must have ended it. "I love everything 'bout you mama, I'on need nobody approval. You stuck wit' me."
I smiled and sniffled, "I'm glad."
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