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She stood on her tiptoes and positioned herself over my erection that was standing straight up. Then, with a moan of pure satisfaction, she slid down my length. Placing her hands on my chest, she began to bounce on it, sliding that wet pussy up and down it, driving me in-fucking-sane.

My eyes fixed on her bouncing breasts. I held them, and started playing with her nipples, making her pussy clench and leak around my dick.

Kahlani’s hand slid around my throat as she continued to moan with pleasure.

That was about to make me cum prematurely, so I rolled her over with my dick still buried inside her. Placing my hands behind her knees, I pushed her legs back, and slammed my swollen, throbbing dick balls deep into that pussy. My balls slapped against her asshole, which I knew turned her on even more.

"Fuck, yes,” she breathed in pure lust. “Just like that, baby. Give me that dick."

"Oh yeah?" I groaned between thrusts. "Does my baby want to cum?"

"More than anything," she sighed in response.

I sunk deep into her welcoming pussy, conjuring more screams of pleasure from her. I started working my hips,gliding my dick back and forth inside her, and my baby was taking all of this dick.

The room was filled with moans, cries, and the sloppy sound of my dick pounding relentlessly into her pussy. I started to play with her protruding clit as I continued to thrust powerfully, fucking her like I was chasing forever with the only woman who made me believe it was possible.

5

KAHLANI

Ihad the music turned up just enough to make the bass vibrate through the seats. Moses’ voice flowed over the beat like butter. Listening to the sensual lyrics, I smiled as I hit my weed pen. This song was different from what he usually recorded. There were no heavy drums or aggressive bars about the block and murders. The lyrics were sexy and made you want to ride with your favorite nigga all night with the windows down.

“I love this,” I told him, glancing over with a grin as I steered us through traffic. “You know I like it when you switch it up like this.”

Sitting low in the passenger seat, he smirked as his head bobbed to his own flow. “I told you I could do more than drill tracks, baby. Wait ‘til the ladies hear this one. They gon’ lose they mind.”

I playfully smirked. “Nah, you better make sure the ladies know this one’s about me.”

“Itisabout you.” His lips curved into that cocky, boyish grin that still got me weak after all these years.

We were still in birthday mode, and I’d promised him breakfast on me. I wanted to keep the vibe going from last night, since his party and performance had turned out so perfect. The morning sun was pouring through the windshield, his hand was caressing the inside of my thigh, and for a moment, life felt perfect.

Then the flashing lights lit up behind us.

I eased my foot off the gas. “Shit…”

Moses glanced over his shoulder. “Fuck.”

“What are they pulling me over for?

“Were you speeding?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Baby…” Moses sounded so serious that I immediately started to worry. “I got some shit in the car.”

My head snapped toward him. “What?”

“Rah set it up for me to make a drop for Carlos. The customer was meeting me in the parking lot of the breakfast spot.”

I stopped breathing. The music was still playing, but I couldn’t hear a damn thing over the rush of my heartbeat in my ears. “Moses…”

“Just stay cool,” he cut in. “Don’t trip or act nervous.”

I swallowed hard as I saw the officer approaching through the side mirror. My palms were sweaty as I gripped the steering wheel. All I could think about was how one more arrest could change his freedom, our family, and our future.

I eased the window down, trying to keep my hands visible. The officer bent down slightly so we were eye level.