Page 28 of Dominated By Love

I wiped the dampness from my eyes just in time for the door to fly open. The wild look in KD’s eyes only hardened when he saw my face.

“What’s wrong, Princess? What happened?”

The love and concern in his voice made me break down all over again.

“He’s trying to ruin me, K. Jaylen and Becky with the good hair freaking closed my studio!”

“What the fuck? Can he do that?”

“I don’t even know. Him and that girl used my email to send out a memo to the parents and staff that we were closing immediately. One of the instructors called to let me know that the doors are all chained up and everything. I should have knocked his fucking head off when I had the chance.”

“Come here,” KD said, pulling me against his damp chest.

I never liked for Jaylen to be all over me when he was sweaty, but being close to KD felt good in any capacity.

“I can’t believe this is happening. Every time I try to think positive, I’m hit with some more foolishness.”

“How can he closeyourstudio? Is the building in his name?”

“No, well, it’s not supposed to be. That assistant of his said it was, but when I went for the loan, I only needed a cosigner. He went in and took care of it for me. She claims that he put the building in his name because he knew I would lose it. Now they’re shutting it down to spite me.”

“We’ll figure something out, OK. I’ll buy the building if I have to.”

I shook my head and pulled back to look into his eyes. “You know I can’t let you do that.”

“You don’t have to let me do anything.”

“Well, I’m not asking that of you. I just need you to help me figure out what the hell is going on.”

“Well, we’ll figure it out together. What do you need from me right now?”

“I guess I should go by my place and find the paperwork for the studio. Everything should be there.”

“Come on,” he said, grabbing me by the hand and pulling me to the door.

The ride to the place I used to call home was silent. The only sound that filled the air was KD’s hip-hop playlist. I hopped out of the car and marched to the door before the wheels rolled to acomplete stop. Once I made it to our bedroom, I went to Jaylen’s dresser and tore drawer after drawer open until the paperwork was in my hand. Pretty much everything was there—the leases, insurance paperwork, everything I needed to prove that Jaylen and that conniving bitch had no rights to the studio.

I could feel KD’s eyes on me before I saw him. He strolled into the bedroom with his hands shoved in his pockets.

“Enough of this shit. Come here,” he commanded, snatching me to him by my waist. “You’re too wound up over this nonsense. One of us needs to relax before one of us ends back up in jail. This time, it might be me.”

“Don’t joke like that, K.”

“Who’s joking? Come the fuck over here and get on this dick. You said you wanted to do it before. Let me fuck you, Princess.”

He knew the exact trigger to make my juices flow. With a firm grip on my waist, he pulled me back until he sat on the bed, then helped me to straddle his lap. The meaty thickness between his thighs made my core ache.

Reaching around me, he pushed my shorts down and helped me out of them. The warm heat of my arousal made his nostrils flare. I balanced on my knees while he shoved his pants down and freed his beautiful milk chocolate dick. I wanted my mouth on it, but before I could move, his hands were on my waist again.

“Uh-uh, ride me,” he said, angling his wide head against my opening. “Ride this dick, Princess. You know you love this shit. Let it erase every trace of what’s his name from your body.”

“OK.” I agreed, knowing that I had to be just as damn crazy as KD right now.

Like he said, it was my idea initially. Instead of going back and forth with myself about right and wrong, I considered the fact that Jaylen had probably fucked Rebecca and God knows who else in our bed while I was too blind to see the signs. Even if he had never done that, he had done enough by moving in withanother woman and not having the decency to speak up. He still barely said anything, letting Rebecca dictate his every move with his weak ass.

“Aah.” I groaned as I sank down onto KD’s deliciously thick tool in one smooth motion. Thankfully, I was so wet already, because each time he filled me was a challenge. I rose to my knees gasping as his dick massaged and stretched me just right.

KD was perfect. I couldn’t say it enough. For some reason, he either couldn’t see or didn’t care that he was too good for me. In the moment, I was grateful for whichever one it was. His eyes found mine as his hands clamped down on my ass.