with laughter.
“Yes, how can you smell so fucking delectable?” she moans and I have blue balls. Blue balls, people, from this little temptress.
My head is pounding and all I smell is Kyrone, delicious Kyrone. His smell makes me so horny. I didn’t think someone could do that with just his smell, but I was wrong. I slowly pull my dress down and slip it off over my hips, so I’m naked next to him. I run my hand down his chest to see if he will stir, but he doesn’t. He hasn’t moved and he’s still snoring lightly when I put my hands in his pants and touch his very hard cock. He moves when my hand runs up and down and his eyes pop open. He looks at me with so much lust, it instantly turns me very wet. No man has made me this horny with just looks or smell alone, except him.
“You’re playing with fire, Tempt,” he warns, hooking his hands under my armpits and pulling me on top of him. “Lucky I like it when you do,” he says, then thrusts up to me. I gasp when his hard cock touches me where I need it most. “Condom,” he says, then removes his hands from my body making me whine softly. He grabs one from the drawer next to him and places it on like a pro. He sits up and flips me so I’m on my back. His hand runs down my stomach to my pussy. He plays with my clit and smiles down at me. “What do you want?” he asks, inserting a finger ever so slowly.
“You… in me… now,” I gasp, pausing between breaths. Excitement has taken over, taken control of me. Knowing he will make me orgasm so easily if he pleases.
“I will make you scream my name today,” he breathes with his mouth inches from mine. I want to kiss him. I want him to kiss me. I don’t push it, it’s no use because I know his rule – no lips.
“I will make you kiss me before I leave,” I challenge, neither of us wants to do either.
“The moment you scream my name… ” He inserts a second finger, his thumb still circling me. “I will kiss you.” He leans down and latches onto my breast. I arch up to him, giving him my body, but nothing more. I can’t give him more, it will hurt too much.
He removes his hand and positions himself, looking down at me as he does, his eyes blazing into me. He enters slowly until he’s fully inside. My mouth opens in a gasp and his eyes watch my lips, wanting something we shouldn’t, wanting a kiss. I move, trying to break what’s happening, to get what we both want. He follows and moves inside of me, making me wonder if I would sleep with anyone else while he’s alive. It’s a silly thought, but my brain and heart say otherwise.
He hooks my legs over his shoulders and starts moving faster, so fast I’m gasping from the pressure building, building and wanting to explode.
He drops my legs and leans over me, still moving and touches my clit. My breathing becomes heavier than it was and I gasp as an orgasm hits me hard, making my body shake and muscles tighten. He isn’t long behind me, and when I’m slowly coming down he’s there with me, coming down as well.
He rolls to his side, still with the condom on, and I stand to grab my dress. His eyes stay glued to the ceiling, not watching me. We don’t speak as I dress and walk out the door, no words are needed.
I catch a cab back to Katrina’s and when I arrive, Hillary is there looking at me in shock. “You didn’t, did you?” she asks, shaking her head and already knowing the answer. “Do I need to pull out a bottle of vodka and have a dance marathon with you? Maybe Dirty Dancing ?” she teases, laughing at her own joke.
“No Hillary, I’m fine,” I say, walking past her to my room. She follows and sits on the bed as I start to undress.
“He was angry last night,” she says, picking up my clothes that I’ve thrown on the floor.
“Who?” I ask, walking to the shower. She comes in and sits on the toilet seat.
“Kyrone. He asked about Tick.” I pull the curtain back to look at her, to see if she’s telling the
“Yes, how can you smell so fucking delectable?” she moans and I have blue balls. Blue balls, people, from this little temptress.
My head is pounding and all I smell is Kyrone, delicious Kyrone. His smell makes me so horny. I didn’t think someone could do that with just his smell, but I was wrong. I slowly pull my dress down and slip it off over my hips, so I’m naked next to him. I run my hand down his chest to see if he will stir, but he doesn’t. He hasn’t moved and he’s still snoring lightly when I put my hands in his pants and touch his very hard cock. He moves when my hand runs up and down and his eyes pop open. He looks at me with so much lust, it instantly turns me very wet. No man has made me this horny with just looks or smell alone, except him.
“You’re playing with fire, Tempt,” he warns, hooking his hands under my armpits and pulling me on top of him. “Lucky I like it when you do,” he says, then thrusts up to me. I gasp when his hard cock touches me where I need it most. “Condom,” he says, then removes his hands from my body making me whine softly. He grabs one from the drawer next to him and places it on like a pro. He sits up and flips me so I’m on my back. His hand runs down my stomach to my pussy. He plays with my clit and smiles down at me. “What do you want?” he asks, inserting a finger ever so slowly.
“You… in me… now,” I gasp, pausing between breaths. Excitement has taken over, taken control of me. Knowing he will make me orgasm so easily if he pleases.
“I will make you scream my name today,” he breathes with his mouth inches from mine. I want to kiss him. I want him to kiss me. I don’t push it, it’s no use because I know his rule – no lips.
“I will make you kiss me before I leave,” I challenge, neither of us wants to do either.
“The moment you scream my name… ” He inserts a second finger, his thumb still circling me. “I will kiss you.” He leans down and latches onto my breast. I arch up to him, giving him my body, but nothing more. I can’t give him more, it will hurt too much.
He removes his hand and positions himself, looking down at me as he does, his eyes blazing into me. He enters slowly until he’s fully inside. My mouth opens in a gasp and his eyes watch my lips, wanting something we shouldn’t, wanting a kiss. I move, trying to break what’s happening, to get what we both want. He follows and moves inside of me, making me wonder if I would sleep with anyone else while he’s alive. It’s a silly thought, but my brain and heart say otherwise.
He hooks my legs over his shoulders and starts moving faster, so fast I’m gasping from the pressure building, building and wanting to explode.
He drops my legs and leans over me, still moving and touches my clit. My breathing becomes heavier than it was and I gasp as an orgasm hits me hard, making my body shake and muscles tighten. He isn’t long behind me, and when I’m slowly coming down he’s there with me, coming down as well.
He rolls to his side, still with the condom on, and I stand to grab my dress. His eyes stay glued to the ceiling, not watching me. We don’t speak as I dress and walk out the door, no words are needed.
I catch a cab back to Katrina’s and when I arrive, Hillary is there looking at me in shock. “You didn’t, did you?” she asks, shaking her head and already knowing the answer. “Do I need to pull out a bottle of vodka and have a dance marathon with you? Maybe Dirty Dancing ?” she teases, laughing at her own joke.
“No Hillary, I’m fine,” I say, walking past her to my room. She follows and sits on the bed as I start to undress.
“He was angry last night,” she says, picking up my clothes that I’ve thrown on the floor.
“Who?” I ask, walking to the shower. She comes in and sits on the toilet seat.
“Kyrone. He asked about Tick.” I pull the curtain back to look at her, to see if she’s telling the
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