mouth and he grows. I stop looking at him.
"Mr. President, I’m here to give you the ride of your life,"I smile, thinking he still loves me.
I get up, Kevin's eyes are closed. I stare at his chest, its flat from the thousands of hours he spends at the gym, it really is godly. I smile, taking in the pleasure of being the only woman in the world who is with him at this exact time, though there may be millions thinking of him. Maybe even fantasizing about him. I smile thinking, I got it going on with Kevin. I have the real deal.
I crawl over him, my drenched private aligned with his cock. I reach down take it and position it by my entrance, then sit on it. Ah, the moan he lets out excites me, I thrust into him. He reaches for my ass, pushing me into him, bordering on the violent side.
"Damn, Greta, your pussy is hot, move that Russian twat of yours, but don't you dare come," he says. "You feel too good."
I try to kiss him, but his head is too far to the right. This upsets me, we haven't kissed in a few months, I find myself breaking away from character, letting my hurt Julie feelings disconnect from the act. Kevin notices my aggressiveness dim that he starts thrusting his penis into me.
"Where is my naughty Greta? Come on baby. Don’t lose it now.”
I don't want to ruin the day so I force myself back into character. It's Greta that he wants, and this breaks my heart. I start rocking my hips back and forth, I then think of my imaginary man. He kisses me as much as he fucks me.
Finally Kevin comes and exhaustion takes over once we are done. I look at the clock, he kept at it for an hour. He gets out of bed walks to the refrigerator and grabs a water bottle.
"Here you go," he says as he gives me the bottle.
I smile surprised, because I’m usually the one who gets him water. He must love me, what a sweet man. I know he is a good man, he can't help being who he is. I have to concentrate on his goodness. I close my eyes, half aware of my surroundings, my eye lids feel heavy like they have mini weights on them.
"Kevin," I say.
"Yes."
"I don't know what happened, but I have a headache. Can we take a nap."
"I thought we were going to the beach, can't you rest there?" he asks.
"No, the sunlight, is not good for headaches."
He lets out a deep breath of disappointment. I can feel my skin crawl, hating this feeling.
"Honey, don't let me hold you, go and I'll be there later."
“OK."
Kevin leaves and I take two aspirins.
Chapter 14
Kevin
I stop by the front desk to ask for directions to the beach, waiting for Nadine. I look around the loggia to see a younger looking Julie sitting alone, wearing a swimsuit coverup. Thinking she could give me directions to the beach. Nadine did say them earlier but I forgot them.
"Sorry to bother you," I say, the girl looks up, then smiles.
"Hi, no bother, how can I help?" she asks.
I can't help but pull the chair next to her and sit down, "Well, it's busy at the front desk, I just need directions to the ocean. I’d thought you may know because you’re wearing a swimsuit.” I say, taken back by her beauty. She could not be older than 19 or 20.
"Sure, I'm actually going that way...I was meeting my parents, but I don't know where they are. Let me text them and we can go."
I swallow hard, "No, that is OK, directions will be fine, and your parents will we worried."
She looks straight at me, It's fine, really, I mean I am an adult, just turned 18 last month. It's fine."
Man. she is younger than I thought, and thank God she is an adult, but barely, this could have turned to be ugly.
"Well, lets see what they say after you text them."
"It's OK. So do you want to go to the beach or not. Cause I am going."
"Yeah. see I'm ready," I say, holding up my bags.
"Is someone meeting you, cause you have more than one towel, one is pink...do you have a girlfriend?"
"No...not at the moment, my sister may come by, but she has private matters to tend to.
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