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“What are you doing?” I asked facing the mirror in my room. Taking out the scarf I weaved through my hair, in my bent position, I gave my hair a tussle and tossed it over my shoulder, shaking out the waves. Thanks to my time at the spa two days ago my hair didn’t need a lot of work and would be easy to style for the rest of the week, I was determined to milk every last second of it hence why I slept with my hair in a protective style. “I am enjoying the sight of you grooming?” Ian said he’d been sitting on my bed when I left the bathroom after my shower. I laughed, “So... interesting” “Very” I had some time this morning and I wasn’t in a hurry, so scooped some rose-scented oil and ran it through my strands before going all over with some hairspray. I looked at him through the mirror and noted he hadn't so much as moved an inch, dressed in black suit pants and a white shirt, he is leaned back on one hand, his legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. His posture relax
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**I was having a hard day. Every time I moved, shifted, or even bloody breathed, I was constantly reminded of the state of my nipples. Me: I really need come.I hit send. Biting my lips nervously.His reply was swift as though he'd been expecting that message.Ian Quinn: Okay, but then you forfeit your priceHe could be so mean sometimes. Me: You haven’t even told me what it is.I had a few guesses but nothing was confirmed. Ian Quinn: Now where’s the fun in that?Ah, crap. The thought of what it might be was just as stimulating as the actual stimulation I was receiving, if not more. Me: Ian…Ian Quinn: Yes, kitten?I made a whimpering in my chest and another text pops up under the last. Ian Quinn: How’s it feel baby?Me: Hard. And yes my nipples were hard, they were left in a constant state of hardness due to the clamp around them. I could almost hear his deep voice when I read his next text. Ian Quinn: Are you wet, kitten?My eyes fell closed and I typed and hit send. Me
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"Do you know if Ian is in his office?" Ms. Pat smiled, I had just pushed the door open letting myself inside and she greeted me, offering to take my bag and if I'd like to have a snack brought up before it was time for dinner. Her smile drops, brows coming together in a small frown “Are you alright dear? You look flushed” I move from foot to foot. “I-I’m fine” “Do you feel sick? Is it a fever, Shall I call a doctor?” I shook my head trying to get a hold of myself but it’s been hours. “Just, W-where is he?” “Study, if you're running a temperature-“ “I'm fine, bye” I grimaced for cutting her off and waved hurried in the direction of his home office, I'd been praying that he be home already and as soon as my last class was over I met Tony out front where he'd parked, he hadn't asked any questions just drove. I knocked on his door and waited for his "Enter" before pushing the door open. As expected he was sitting behind his table, without a word I crossed over to him on
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“Mmm... Ian, please do that again” I begged. Turned out I didn’t need to ask because he was already at it, licking me and kissing me all over. His warm mouth felt delicious against my heated flesh, his tongue wet and slippery as he glided it along my slit, over my pussy, flicking it across my entrance. I’d never felt anything like it. Jesus, now I know why women loved this. My back left the bed and I laid back down, my fingers clenching and unclenching, I had no idea what to do with myself. It felt like heaven between my legs, nothing could possibly be better than this. Ian kissed me softly, deeply, hungrily, the tip of his nose bumping into my mound as he moved against my heated flesh he pulled me closer into him, tossing my legs over his shoulders as he lashed me with the heat of his tongue. “You’re delicious here kitten, fucking sweet, I could eat this pussy all day,” he kissed me with his tongue “So hot and wet,” He slipped lower and thrust his tongue against my ent
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We’re sitting at the common area eating lunch and discussing the enemy team the Hawks were playing this Friday when an arm comes around my shoulder and then a large body falls down on the bench beside me. “Hey, pretty girl” I’m thrown into a headlock and someone tugs on my ponytail.I’d overslept this morning after passing out last night and woke to fingers running through my hair. I blinked open to a handsome face looking down at me, his hair combed back and fully dressed. “Sleeping beauty”“Good morning” I crocked my voice drowsy with sleep, tongue drier than a desert and I brought my hand up in a yawn. “What time is it?”His fingers trailed down my cheeks to the side of my lips “Late”“Urg” I groaned, burying the side of my face deeper into the pillows, I had class this morning but I couldn’t find it in me to jump out of bed, I wanted to sleep some more. My fingers fisted, my bare legs tangled in the sheets which was the only thing I was wearing.He smiled at my hesitation, it w
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It’s past midnight and I’d returned from Kyle’s game an hour ago, the Hawks won but it was a though one, my heart was constantly in my throat whenever the other team had the ball I was so glad when it ended and happy for the guys I stayed back to congratulate them even Jackson as he had performed excellently. Kyle took the cake though, had hannah yelling at the top of her voice, I swear her yes were shining with what might have been tears at the end. But yeah, I got it, she was proud. I knocked once and poked my head into his office. “You busy?” “Not yet, how was the game?”“Good, nearly had a heart attack a few times” I tapped my chest walking further into the room. “Will you came next time? Well the next game won’t be at our school by the one after that I think?” I crossed around his table my eyes moved from his relaxed position on his leather chair to the lite up scream of his computer. He’s hovering outside a meeting, at the bottom it says seven people are already on the
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Like legit rocked back and fell on my ass. I heard a laugh behind me. I don’t understand, such-such atrocity! “Who doesn’t have sneakers?” I was baffled. Everyone had at least one white and one black, I’m sure it was a rule of thumb or something. sheeshe. “I have no use for it” “Ack!” I gasped. “That’s even worse” holding the golden handle of the drawer, I hauled off my ass and sneaked a glance behind me to see he has his jeans up his hips, his head bent as he slid the belt of the now discarded pant through the hoops. I spied a glimpse of tanned washboard abs that caused my mouth to go dry and a hint of black briefs before he smooths his shirt down into place. A throat cleared and I looked up, I knew I’d been caught ogling and my cheeks flamed, I couldn’t help as my gaze dragged from the white shirt stretched over tight muscles, the short sleeves taut around his thick biceps that gave way to strong veiny forearms. Holy crap. The jeans sit perfectly at his trim waist, thick lo
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Stuffing my purchase into my purse my hand slipped through his arm. “Did you see something you like?” "Yes, Kitten" he answered. I laughed when we came to a stop in front of an ATM. No more than thirty seconds later he was stuffing his wallet with a bunch of crisps hundred dollar bills. “You do realize I have my own money right? Lots of it actually” That's what being the majority shareholder of Morgan Constructions meant. that was why Eunice was on my neck, not to mention the hefty sum that got deposited into my account every month and there was my trust fund I hadn't so much as touched excluding my college expenses. He chucked me under the chin with his index finger. “When I’m with you, I pay” I just shook my head and followed him to the next vendor, I doubt I'd be able to convince him otherwise. The was an older woman with a more gothic vibe standing in front of a jet black curtain, a purple turban wrapped around her head to her eyebrows, and a matching robe sweeping the flo
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