and I will him to take me.
My fingers start moving faster, honing in on the shudders of hot pleasure that are coursing through me but still teasing myself, prolonging my ecstasy until I’m truly ready for the release.
I imagine Kyan’s cock resting against my stomach when he kisses me. Its smooth, hard tip slides against me as our lips lock and I feel his strong hands bury themselves in my hair and grip the nape of my neck. I can feel the sticky wetness he leaves on my stomach as his hips start to thrust involuntarily towards me and he pulls me closer, pressing his body into mine.
I let out a little moan involuntarily as I start the motions that I know will make me cum. I hope Kelly can’t hear me.
Kyan is lifting me up and taking me over to the massive mahogany desk that dominates his office. I can almost feel the cool hardness of that dark wood as he sets me down on it and begins tearing at my clothes. Then I’m naked there with him, my hard nipples brushing against his powerful chest when he kisses me deeply again and again.
I slide a finger down the wetness of my opening as dream-Kyan prepares himself to enter me. I imagine the tip of his huge cock sliding inside me, filling me. He kisses me again as he enters me bit my bit until I have completely enveloped him. Then, slowly, he starts to thrust.
It’s too much. I struggle to stop myself crying out as heat rushes to my face and chest. Fireworks of pleasure explode through me and I twitch and shudder against the mattress.
Then peace. My breath and the pounding of my heart the only sounds.
Hopefully, that should get Kyan Ellis out of my system. I just hope I can look him in the eye when I see him tomorrow.
Wow. I needed that. I doubt I’ll have any trouble falling asleep now.
When I settle down to sleep I notice the light on my phone is blinking. I try to close my eyes and fight the urge to look at it but, in the end, I give in. The bright light of the phone hurts my eyes and I squint for a moment in the darkness of my room. One message from an unknown number:
Had a great time tonight. Was really
good to get to know you better. Kyan x
Chapter 16
Kyan
“So what cars do you have?” asks the huge-breasted blonde that has been throwing herself at me since the moment I arrived at the bar.
I’m almost too bored to answer the question but I manage to force something out.
“Wow. That’s so cool,” she croons, “And where is your apartment? I bet it’s really cool.”
I don’t know why I even bothered to ask this girl out for drinks. I could have just invited her back to my apartment and had done with it. Maybe I was hoping that I could get more than just a quick lay from this one but I’ve just ended up trapped in a boring replay of every conversation I’ve had with the star struck skanks that haunt this city searching for a rich guy.
This one might have better luck with some of the older guys who want eye candy to drag around but aren’t too bothered about an intelligent conversation. Maybe I should give her Mark Greene’s number.
I check my watch. Time is dragging on and I decide I have to make some kind of excuse to leave.
“Look, Marcie—”
“It’s Mercy.”
“Really? I could have sworn—“
“Nope, definitely Mercy.”
I was going to attempt to excuse myself politely, but seeing as I’ve pretty much blown that by forgetting the girl’s name I might as well give up.
“Marcie, Mercy, whatever. I’m going home.”
“What? Are you OK? I can come too if you like,” her voice is filled with desperation.
“That’s fine. You stay here. I’ll see you around,” I say.
I’m already on my way to the door when I hear her shout after me.
“Asshole! I would have let you put it anywhere you want. ANYWHERE!”
I’m think I just dodged a bullet.
The cool night air feels good compared to the heat and noise of the bar so I decide to walk home.
My thoughts quickly turn to
My fingers start moving faster, honing in on the shudders of hot pleasure that are coursing through me but still teasing myself, prolonging my ecstasy until I’m truly ready for the release.
I imagine Kyan’s cock resting against my stomach when he kisses me. Its smooth, hard tip slides against me as our lips lock and I feel his strong hands bury themselves in my hair and grip the nape of my neck. I can feel the sticky wetness he leaves on my stomach as his hips start to thrust involuntarily towards me and he pulls me closer, pressing his body into mine.
I let out a little moan involuntarily as I start the motions that I know will make me cum. I hope Kelly can’t hear me.
Kyan is lifting me up and taking me over to the massive mahogany desk that dominates his office. I can almost feel the cool hardness of that dark wood as he sets me down on it and begins tearing at my clothes. Then I’m naked there with him, my hard nipples brushing against his powerful chest when he kisses me deeply again and again.
I slide a finger down the wetness of my opening as dream-Kyan prepares himself to enter me. I imagine the tip of his huge cock sliding inside me, filling me. He kisses me again as he enters me bit my bit until I have completely enveloped him. Then, slowly, he starts to thrust.
It’s too much. I struggle to stop myself crying out as heat rushes to my face and chest. Fireworks of pleasure explode through me and I twitch and shudder against the mattress.
Then peace. My breath and the pounding of my heart the only sounds.
Hopefully, that should get Kyan Ellis out of my system. I just hope I can look him in the eye when I see him tomorrow.
Wow. I needed that. I doubt I’ll have any trouble falling asleep now.
When I settle down to sleep I notice the light on my phone is blinking. I try to close my eyes and fight the urge to look at it but, in the end, I give in. The bright light of the phone hurts my eyes and I squint for a moment in the darkness of my room. One message from an unknown number:
Had a great time tonight. Was really
good to get to know you better. Kyan x
Chapter 16
Kyan
“So what cars do you have?” asks the huge-breasted blonde that has been throwing herself at me since the moment I arrived at the bar.
I’m almost too bored to answer the question but I manage to force something out.
“Wow. That’s so cool,” she croons, “And where is your apartment? I bet it’s really cool.”
I don’t know why I even bothered to ask this girl out for drinks. I could have just invited her back to my apartment and had done with it. Maybe I was hoping that I could get more than just a quick lay from this one but I’ve just ended up trapped in a boring replay of every conversation I’ve had with the star struck skanks that haunt this city searching for a rich guy.
This one might have better luck with some of the older guys who want eye candy to drag around but aren’t too bothered about an intelligent conversation. Maybe I should give her Mark Greene’s number.
I check my watch. Time is dragging on and I decide I have to make some kind of excuse to leave.
“Look, Marcie—”
“It’s Mercy.”
“Really? I could have sworn—“
“Nope, definitely Mercy.”
I was going to attempt to excuse myself politely, but seeing as I’ve pretty much blown that by forgetting the girl’s name I might as well give up.
“Marcie, Mercy, whatever. I’m going home.”
“What? Are you OK? I can come too if you like,” her voice is filled with desperation.
“That’s fine. You stay here. I’ll see you around,” I say.
I’m already on my way to the door when I hear her shout after me.
“Asshole! I would have let you put it anywhere you want. ANYWHERE!”
I’m think I just dodged a bullet.
The cool night air feels good compared to the heat and noise of the bar so I decide to walk home.
My thoughts quickly turn to
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