"Push yuh cocky inna mi nose hole"

~MOOD (TeeJay & Ishawna)

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Even with work back on the table, everything felt right. Well, almost. Bernice’s mind would run back to Giovanni a lot more since her time home lessened. People constantly asking about him didn’t assist either. At times she felt like screaming to everyone that she didn’t want to hear crap about her hospitalized husband, but she knew how that would look and would instantly run across social media, then the opinionated broke people would come for her.

Bernice sighed as she entered the room, people scrambling all around setting up cameras, makeup stations and hair booths. With her good eyes, she instantly spotted what was missing though, who was missing.

“Where are Valentina and Austin?” she asked, eyes still scanning the room. Her voice was loud enough to have everyone halt on their movements.

One person answered her, his voice a bit out of breath, “they were here just a few minutes ago.”

“I’ll go look for them then. Get back to setting up, please. I want to finish up as soon as I can.” She instructed then turned away to search for her models of the day.

As the bee hive erupted with life again, the noise faded as she exited back to the hall. Searching her office then a few other photography rooms, Bernice soon gave up when the ache in her swelling feet made it self more known and asked one of the janitor’s if he had scene her models. When the answer came as no, she sighed pulling her phone out and calling a number.

“Yea, babe?” Ken’s voice came, pulling a smile from Bernice, “I didn’t know we were on the babe mark.”

Ken laughed, “what, too cringey?”

“No, I like it.” She bit her lip as she leaned against wall, “how much would you hate me if I put you in makeup, and some girly outfits for a shoot?”

Having a brief silence, Bernice almost went to tell him never mind, but Ken cut her off, “I can never hate you. Is this a now thing?”

“Yes?” She lightly cringed, “and would it be too much if Bae be kind of like your partner? He has great hair too.”

“Anything for you, beautiful.”

A brighter smile broke out on her face at this, “thank you, thank you, thank you! I love you so much.” The words flowed out so easily and unintentionally that her hand instantly went to her lips.

“Of course, you would say that your first time over the phone.” He sighed, “I love you too. How about you send me your location and we head on over?”

“Oh, uhm… okay.” She nibbled her lip, “I’ll text it to you. I’ll see you in a few.”

The moment Ken walked through the door, Bernice’s solemn expression went away. Bae followed closely behind him and her son walked hand in hand. As soon as Aiden’s eyes cause his mother’s, he ran over to her seated form and hugged her, “hi, mamma. Ken said he’s helping with your work today.”

“He is, baby.” She smiled planting a big kiss to his chubby cheek, “I’m sorry I cut your lesson short today.”

“I don’t mind. I get to eat at the buffet table!” he chanted, then took off in the direction of the food, making his mother laugh.

Not too long after Ken and Bae got to her, Ken’s hands in his pockets to keep himself from touching her, “what exactly is all this for?”

“I’m launching a hair product line for men and women.” She explained, pushing herself up from her chair with a heavy sigh, “I had picked two others for it, but no one can find them and they were reportedly here already. Honestly, I don’t care. I want to go home early today. My feet are killing me, my head is pounding and I just want to cuddle up in bed with you after a movie with Aiden. So could we get straight into this, please?”

Sighing, Ken gave her a nod, “yea. Just promise me you’ll sit down? Don’t stress yourself.”

“Yes, sir.” She smiled, then turned to the rest of staff, “okay! Everybody listen up!” as soon as she had undivided attention she stepped to the side and presented the two, “this is Ken and Bae. They’ll be taking Valentina and Austin’s positions in this shoot. Get them ready as fast as possible and please for the love of God no conflict! I’m not in the mood today. Also Aiden is here, don’t let him talk the life out of you and distract you! Now get to work! I want you all out of here by eight the latest!”

This had Bae’s eyes widened seeing it was only some minutes to three in the afternoon, “eight?”

The best friends were separated after that. Ken was seated across at the opposite end of the room where he saw the other female models only having their makeup applied and as he sat there waiting for the beauty crew to do their work on him, he sighed already dreading the makeup, flashy clothes and the hairstyles, not that he minded the hairstyles, it was the other things he didn’t too find himself fond of.

“We would’ve shampooed your hair with the products like the other models to show honest results in the photos, but we—holy shitake mushrooms.” The hair stylist gawked when her eyes met with the print showcased at Ken’s crotch.

With a roll of the eyes, he met the woman’s with a naturally thick eyebrow arched, “you’ve never seen a dick print before?”

“I… I—”

Ken shook his head, “just do my hair and get this over with.”

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“I told you to sit down, but did you listen to me? No.” Ken voiced as he entered Bernice’s office, “you’re six months pregnant and you work as if you’re not.” Closing the door behind him, her moved to her desk, dragging the empty guest chair with him to her side, “how do you feel?”

Niecy only dropped her head back as she allowed him to take her swollen foot into his lap, “I feel fine. My feet don’t hurt that bad. And if I never went hands on with some things today telling you we’d probably still be shooting.”

“I don’t care.” He told her, slipping the slippers off her manicured feet, “I would’ve been fine with that and Bae didn’t mind since he’s getting paid more than what he makes with his typist job. Aiden is on his way home with him and Landon by the way, he said he wanted to go.”

Feeling Ken’s fingers start to work on her feet, a dreamy sigh left her, “yea, he asked me before hand. Thank you by the way… for helping out today. You made quite the impression today. A few of them don’t like you. They say you have attitude.”

“I ain’t care bout them. I care about you. Plus, you don’t look at my dick print like I’m an alien.” He admitted, kissing the side of her big toe, “pastel blue looks great on you by the way.”

This coaxed a smile from Niecy as she looked down to her polished toes and wiggled them, “it’s my favourite colour.”

“Noted.” He chuckled bringing her other leg up and discarded her footwear, a gentle massage being delivered to the foot as well, “when we get to the house I’ll give you a full body with some warmed up massage oil.”

“God, you’re perfect.” She sighed out once more.

Ken shook his head in disagreement at that, and gently tugged her chair to roll closer to him, Niecy’s legs being wide and at either sides of him as his hands smoothed up her thighs and towards her full hip, “you’re the perfect one.”

“I am?” she asked tilting her head to the side innocently, “how perfect?”

Ken only chuckled as he leaned forward, having their noses barely brush, “you’re hella perfect, I’m pretty sure whatever higher being that’s up there spent most of their time on you.”

“Don’t believe in God?”

“Don’t believe in labels. Big difference.” He told her about to pull away, but Bernice placed her hands at either sides of his face and kissed him, “I’m planning to go to church this Sunday with Aiden, so would that mean you’d stay home?”

“It means my soul finna get burned from trying to stay in the building with you, if I’m invited. If I black out it’s because my thoughts are far away from holy.”

“Like mine is right now?” she asked with a light nibble on Ken’s lower lip. Eyebrow quirked, he slightly pulled back, “what unholy thoughts are you on about?”

This was where Bernice went more bold and sucked on his lips, gliding her hands down his neck and to the lines of his cleavage since he still wore the last outfit he was placed in for the shoot; a gold V-neck crop top paired with a loose crotched pants matching its colour.

“Niecy.” He voiced, feeling the woman’s hands grope his breasts, but her tongue only surpassed his lips and he yielded with a following moan.

As her fingers squeezed his chest, she detached their lips and slipped the straps of his top off his shoulders, “you know how hot and bothered you make me, and I’ve been dying to give you that first blowjob. I kept thinking about it today.”

“Honestly, the thought is tempting, but I really don’t feel comfortable with you doing that while pregnant and from what I can tell you’re no quitter.”

Bernice laughed at that and brought her lips to the croak of his neck, causing his head to throw back as her fingers pinched and tweak his nipples, “don’t over think, Daddy. Just sit back and let me work my magic. I’m horny as fuck right now. I can’t wait until we get home, get Aiden to bed. So, let me taste you right now like you did me before my doctor’s appointment.”

“Look at you being nasty.” He pointed out and looked her in the eyes when she moved from his neck, “I like it.”

“I like it when you’re nasty too.” She whispered, dipping her head to his breast and swirling her tongue around the pink nipple, “let me be that for you too.”

After that, Bernice’s hand trailed to his crotch and smiled, licking up his boob, “you’re so hard already. You want your cock down my throat, don’t you?”

“So fucking bad.” He confessed.

Giving a final suck to his erect nipple, she went and gave the other a little attention before instructing him to sit atop her desk. As soon as he did so, Bernice remained in her office chair and worked at his pants. Button unclasped and zipper wide open, she tugged his underpants down as well, until the materials were simply at his angles.

His caramel length stood proud with the tip fighting to surpass his navel, his smooth pink tip oozed arousal as his shaft raged with a decent amount of veins, and his curve slightly went up, making the perfect hook to please a woman. Bernice was set between his slim thighs with her plump lip being nibbled as she peered up at him, a hand gently grasping him to lightly graze her mouth, “ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be.” Breathed out Ken as he stared down at her.

Just then, Bernice released a moderate amount of saliva onto his tip, then slowly began to spread it all over his length. The rough buds of her tongue dragged from his base to the most sensitive part of his tip with a sloppy wiggle and her hand worked to a slow pump, Bernice kept eye-contact as she paid compliment to the pre-cum that came in contact with her tastebuds, “you taste so good. Don’t be shy to tell me how I’m doing for you.”

“Got it.” He leaned back onto his palms the moment Bernice teasingly swirled her tongue around him.

It took a short while of Niecy simply teasing his tip with her tongue and slowly pumping him for her work to gradually increase. Gaining his thick tip to fill her wet, warm mouth, she sucked him with her lips wet and practically dripping with the mixture of saliva and pre-cum.

“Shit.” He breathed out shakily as he watched her, the sensations of her suction and tongue buzzing down to his toes.

Soon, Niecy slid him further into her throat, a moan leaving her at the feel of his approaching her tonsils. The vibrations had Ken’s spine shiver and fingers tighten at the edge of the table, “take me in until you can’t breathe, baby.”

“Mhm.” She moaned again, feeling herself becoming aroused even more and took Ken even further, fingers coming to fondle with his seed bag.

A loud groan left Ken at that and he shook his foot, “fuck, hold it.” He commanded, but not once did he go to hold her. Instead, Bernice squeezed her testes up against his shaft and had her tongue slither out and lick against them.

“Fuck.” He groaned again, a light moan following, “you don’t have a gag reflex? Jesus Christ. You can come up.”

Bernice had a small laugh bubble from her when she came up for air, but still sucked his tip, “had my tonsils removed ages ago.”

“Okay, so you’re not a born demon.” He laughed, but that soon got replaced with a breathy moan when Bernice slid him to the back of her throat again, but this time instead of holding him there, she repeatedly began to bob her head, having him slip in and out of her both at a fast pace as a hand went up to cup his tit, fingers tweaking the hard nipple.

Her act was sloppy with spit, but precise with her movements. The sight of his right inches disappearing entirely into her throat was almost as erotic as the feel of him being sucked off for the first time. Soon, he could feel himself jerk and pulse within her pumps and sucks, his head tossed back at the sudden pause at the back of her vibration through when a sound of pleasure erupted.

“Ba—baby, I’m gonna cum.” He groaned out, curling his toes tight.

Pulling back, Bernice pumped him faster, “cum in my mouth, Daddy.” She told him and focused her oral pleasure to his tip, eyes still looking up at him.

That was all it took for Ken to let a rip. Feet shaking as he groan and grunted out her name with his nails digging into the wooden desk, “Niecy! Fuck.”

She sucked him long and slow, milking his pulsing length for everything he had, slurping every drop of him into her mouth. It was only when she was sure he was done she released him with a pop then proceeded to lick and suck his balls and along his shaft in efforts to clean him up. As soon as she finished, Ken had gathered some brain cells enough for him to stand and bring himself to his knees before Niecy.

“You’re absolutely perfect.” He told her with a heavy sigh and kissed her lips.

Bernice smiled at that and licked his essence from her lips, “that’s my second way of telling you I love you, to make up for on the phone earlier.”

“I’ll remember both.” He smiled with a hint of the devil in him as his hands found the crotch of her tights, “I’m just happy I don’t have to feel stupid saying it to you the other day and constantly in my head.”

In that moment, be gripped the material tight and ripped it open, earning a surprised gasp from Bernice, “what are you doing?”

Ken licked his lips at the sight of her exposed centre and smiled as he pushed her dress even further around her hips and divided her legs for better access, “I’m telling you I love you too.”

And after that, there were only moans echoing off the walls of Bernice’s office as Ken’s tongue disappeared between her thighs, revelling in the taste of the woman he loved. But little did they know the walls had ears, the windows had eyes and the door had a bitter bitch with a camera phone.

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