I started to wonder why I didn't hear any commotion between Kannon and Brielle. Until I saw him pacing the pool house floor like a psycho.
His shirt was off and he was wearing a pair of running shorts that showed more than they should have in public. Then again, Kannon was a soldier, and the cannon he carried was too big to hide in anything.
Instead of going down early for the party and at least trying to get along with my family while I was home, I snuck out of my wing of the house and took the breezeway to the pool house. That way Aunt Judy's nosey ass didn't see me and make a big deal of me checking on Kannon.
I tapped lightly on the door.
He was in the middle of a phone call when he answered—surprised to see me standing there.
I was wearing a black Chanel dress that hugged my body in a perfect way, and heels that you would probably only see in the strip club, but he didn't seem to mind.
He even hung up the phone and stepped aside to let me in.
"Brielle got you living it up in here, huh?" I walked in slowly, making sure to twist my hips with every step. "Shit, it's better than my old room."
I always wanted to live in the pool house. But my daddy was too worried about me sneaking boys in and getting pregnant, so they put me in the smallest room in the house that was by itself in the back.
It didn't bother me like my mama thought it would—I liked being away from everybody with their fake ass smiles and dirty secrets.
"What you doing here, Draya?" Kannon's nostrils flared like the raging bedroom bully he was. "I thought I told you not to come."
"And I thought I told you not to play games behind my back."
I stepped to him, waiting for him to feed me the same lies he cooked up for Brielle. But me and her were nothing alike—I learned early in life not to believe anything a man said, while she was always sheltered from hearing them say it.
"Why didn't you tell me you asked her to marry you? And if you planned on marrying her, why the hell have you still been coming to see me? I thought you were leaving her?"
"I thought I was too!"
His frustration made him even sexier than he already was.
"Ok, so what is it?" I asked. "Did you finally realize you actually love her or something?"
I laughed a little, expecting him to say no right off the bat. But he got too quiet for my liking. And the feeling in my chest felt the same way it did five years before.
"You love her." I scoffed, coming to my own realization.
"I don't .. I mean, I do! I just …"
He was all over the place with whatever he felt. Truth be told, I didn't care if he loved her or not because I knew he loved me too.
He loved the things I let him do in the bedroom that Brielle would never even dream of.
He loved the challenge I gave him instead of bowing down to his every command like a good little bitch.
And I knew for a fact he loved the way I stood up to my dad because he complained about Brielle letting him get away with murder all the time.
Everybody hated my dad. She was the only person who couldn't see it.
"I get it." I sighed and sat down on the suede couch that I thought was too much for a pool house. "You had to do what you had to do," I shrugged. "But, how long do you think you can keep up with this? 'Cause I don't plan on waiting around for you forever."
What gagged me about Kannon was the fact that he wanted his cake and he wanted to eat it too.
He wanted me, and he wanted Brielle, and that didn't work for me.
But, I forced myself to play along for as long as it took to remind Brielle who had him first.
"Where you plan on going?"
He walked over and stood in front of me so that my eyes were level with his dick. The attitude on his face got me moist and eager to see that bulge in his shorts. But, as badly as I needed to be filled up by his throbbing, vein covered chocolate, he needed to take a shower before I put my face anywhere near it.
"Shower." I pointed toward the bathroom.
"Aw, come on. Can't we just…"
"Go." I pointed again.
He hung his head low like a big kid, and I stood up to follow him.
I quietly unzipped my dress and let it drape down to show my breasts while I examined myself in the full body mirror in the living room.
My body was TEA, my titties sat nicely, and my ass was plenty for one man. So what was it? Why was I always a man's second choice?
The only man who had ever treated me like I was worth something, was Monty. But I ran him away lusting after explosive men with good dick like Kannon.
I shook the thoughts from my head before I got too sad to get my fix before the party.
And just as I let my dress fall to the floor in front of the sliding glass doors, I turned around to see Aunt Judy peering into the pool house from the balcony of her bedroom.
I smiled devilishly, caring less about who she told. Because I had dirt on Aunt Judy too and the last thing she wanted was for me to start talking about what I knew.
"I thought you left."
Kannon's eyes locked in on me as soon as I walked in the bathroom.
He was already dripping wet from the shower, and his dick was rock hard, waiting for me to taste it.
I stepped in, already naked, hot, and ready.
It was a bold move—knowing Brielle was on the same property and could walk in at any given moment, but the thrill made it so much better.
"What if she walks in?" I giggled as I stroked his shaft, squeezing the head the same way my pussy would.
"She won't." He bit his bottom lip and pressed his body against mine. "She's mad about the shit you pulled last night. But we better hurry up just in case her or Aunt Judy smell the sex in the air."
Little did he know, Aunt Judy had sniffed it out long before I got in the shower. Hell, if she knew what Kannon's dick felt like pushing up against her g-spot, she would've tried to get her some too.
"Sit down so I can show you more."
I sat him down on the shower bench and crouched between his legs while holding his stiffness in my hand.
For a moment, I admired it—holding it like a reward for all my hard work.
When I thought about how hurt Brielle would be if she walked in and saw us, my mouth watered with anticipation.
I licked the head, slowly circling the opening that released his gold when he couldn't take pounding me anymore.
He squirmed and moaned, loving the way my tongue felt. And I got more turned on just by watching him crave me.
"Mmm," he hummed as I licked and swallowed him whole. "I should've known that was you last night. Brielle never does this."
I reached up and glided my hand across his abs while I continued to suck.
If we were anywhere else, I might've been offended that he compared me to Brielle. But at that moment, I knew I was right where I needed to be–-in the grips of a man who was going to help me take down my father.
He just didn't know it yet.
"Get up," Kannon said, charged up and ready to go, "and turn that ass around."
I liked when he got aggressive and took what he wanted.
I like the way he turned me around and bent me over slightly so he could fit himself inside. And I absolutely loved the feeling of his thickness spreading me apart until he found his rhythm.
"Mhm," I moaned as I reached behind me to pull him closer. "Go deep, baby. Get in there."
His knees almost buckled beneath him and I felt him jerk inside me.
I squeezed my muscles so he couldn't pull out until I wanted him too, forcing him to quiet his groans by nibbling on my shoulder.
As he grinded inside me, my legs started to shake and my ass tooted up higher so he could itch the spot that called his name. I was already cumming before he reached that spot, but the sensation of him hitting it while playing with my nipples made me cum ten times harder.
"Oh, shit," I moaned and slammed my ass harder against him. "Why do you fuck me like this?"
"Cause you like it."
Our reflection on the glass shower door painted us both as dirty sluts.
The way he slid in and out with ease and precision made it clear that he was a pro at what he was doing.
I thought I was a pro after all the years of practice I had. But Kannon was a demon with a demon dick that could make the Virgin Mary do unspeakable things.
He dug me out from behind until he was ready to finish what he started. And I knew he was a freak, so instead of letting him finish inside me like he always did, I pushed him away and kneeled in front of him to catch his drippings on my tongue.
"Oh, really?" he panted while furiously stroking himself to get to his nut. "You being real nasty this weekend, huh?"
"Only for you, daddy."
I stuck my tongue out and waited for the catch.
It came so fast and hot I almost missed it. But as big as Kannon's balls were, he had enough to last three or four rounds if I did.
"Ah fuck!" he grunted while stroking himself. "Damn, Draya. You know just what to do to calm my nerves."
"Yep." I teased him with one last lick before getting out of the shower. "Now get dressed before your fiance comes looking for you."
"I already told you she ain't gon come looking for me," he scoffed. "Especially with Monty here."