Had to drop a lil sum sum cause Kendrick SWEPT at the Grammys tonight. I'm genuinely excited and can't sleep so this is my gift to you.

Also this is a lil sneak peak of what's yet to come in my lovely Kenny fic "Redamancy" so you should tune into that if you haven't.

The ocean breeze still clung to their skin, the salty air mixing with the scent of sweat and undeniably raw passion. The impromptu trip to the Bahamas had been long overdue—two years of juggling studio sessions and parenthood left them aching for solitude, for something that wasn't dictated by schedules, diapers, or deadlines.

Sedona had stepped into their private villa's master bathroom wearing nothing but a black metallic bikini that gleamed against her smooth, sun-kissed skin, the fabric hugging curves that motherhood had only enhanced. Kendrick had followed, drawn in like a man starved, his resolve shattering the moment she leaned against the marble sink, taunting him with the tilt of her hips.

Now, the only sounds in the room were the rhythmic slap of skin against skin, their ragged breaths mingling with the distant crash of waves outside.

Sedona's back arched off the cool glass countertop, her thighs locked around Kendrick's waist, trembling from the pressure of his grip. His left hand—strong, possessive—pressed into the mirror behind her, smudging the reflection of their entangled bodies. The other was palming her ass, fingers digging into soft flesh as he held her in place, refusing to let her slip away from the pleasure he was intent on giving her.

Her custom-made Swarovski-crystal embellished Christian Louboutin sandals dangled all too dangerously from the tips of her toes, the grip of them slipping with every deep stroke he fed her. That until one fell with a quiet clank that slipped onto deaf ears. The angle she'd been placed in was sharp, relentless, dragging the most desperate moans from her lips. She wanted to be loud—should have been loud—but the thought of the resort staff just outside, the patio does being wide open, the possibility of being heard, only made it hotter.

"Ooh, Kenny," She whimpered, barely able to form words, voice thick with need.

Kendrick groaned, his lips brushing against the curve of her jaw before trailing lower, tasting the sweat on her skin. "Let it go, D," He murmured, his deep voice vibrating through her chest. "Ain't nobody out there but the ocean."

His encouragement, laced with that low, commanding tone, was her undoing.

Her nails clawed at his Sergio Tacchini-shirt, twisting the fabric as the coil in her stomach finally snapped after minutes of restraint. "Oh, fuck—I'm cum'n, I'm cum'n, baby!" She gasped, body going rigid before completely unraveling around him. "Damn."

Kendrick hissed, feeling the way she clenched down on him, her walls pulsing, greedy in the aftershocks of her release. His free hand slid up, wrapping around her throat, keeping her steady as he chased his own pleasure. The sounds of their bodies moving together filled the room, drowning out everything else.

"Shit, Sedona," He gritted out, his rhythm faltering, the pressure building to an unbearable high. One final thrust had him burying his face into the crook of her neck, a guttural groan leaving his lips as he let go, filling her with the warmth of his release.

For a long moment, they just breathed—heavy, uneven, completely spent.

Sedona let out a breathy laugh, her body still buzzing. "You always do too much."

Kendrick smirked against her skin. "And you love it."

He wasn't wrong.

Sedona's lipstick was completely smudged, the once-perfect deep red now smeared along the corner of her mouth and faintly staining Kendrick's lips. Her neck—her beautiful, bronze skin—was riddled with fiery marks, evidence of where his mouth had claimed her, where his teeth had pressed just hard enough to leave reminders. 

Their breaths were still uneven, chests rising and falling in sync, eyes locked—both dark with lingering hunger. Even after everything, the need between them hadn't fully settled. 

Kendrick dragged his thumb across her swollen bottom lip, watching the way she shivered beneath his touch. "Look at you," He muttered, voice thick. "A damn mess." 

Sedona tilted her head slightly, a lazy smirk curling her lips. "And whose fault is that, Kenny?" 

His only response was a deep chuckle before he leaned in, catching her mouth in another slow, lingering kiss—

Y'all to me after I gave y'all this tease only for it to not be done. Want more? Stay tuned for Redamancy!!!