KEIRA. George stood there, shining his white pearls at me. I couldn't control how emotional I felt. I was still in a daze, lost in thoughts, ogling at the overwhelming view before me. Never had someone treated me with a sense of worth and importance. Liam barely surprised me with dates, he barely took me out. He barely gifted me, he hardly remembers important things about us like my birthdays or anniversary. While I stood there, George began towering towards me. Everything seemed to be playing in slow motion as he took steps closer with a vibrant grin on his cheeks. That smile,making me forget every other thing that mattered. My gaze was so focused on him as he came closer. He beamed at me with a warm gaze, gently enveloping my hands in his. I looked up to him, unable to look away. For me right now, all that matters is this moment. His hazel locked onto mine, blazing with a passionate intensity that left me breathless. He inclined his head to my ears, his breathing fanning against
KEIRA. George's two digits thrust in and out of my hole, sending waves of pleasure across my spine. I threw my head back in ecstasy with my lips a bit apart, moaning to the pleasure George was giving me. Finger fucking had never felt this good,making out had never felt this great. It was too incredible to be defined with words..With his other hand,he raised my dress that had his head covered and lifted his gaze to me, his fingers still dancing in my pussy. I brought my head down to stare at him, his hazel eyes burning into mine with so much hunger. “Do you like it…” He drawled and with my face drowned in pleasure, I nodded obediently. A smug smile etched on his face as he paused, gently pulling off my pants, keeping them at the side. He threw his head in between my legs once more..In no time, I felt his warm tongue flicking my clit while he thrust his fingers in again. Fuck, this was too much to handle. “George!! This is ….” I whimpered,my breathing becoming more erratic and my
KEIRA. “Really? Baby?” I joked..George sat down on the table with a cheeky grin. “Hey, I'm old enough to be your father…” He murmured jokingly.I nodded with a sense of humour, my fingers cradling my jaw. “Then Daddy?” I teased and he twitched his lips. “Not bad, but that should be in the bedroom alone. People would think I'm really your father” He muttered with a hint of sarcasm and I laughed. “You should eat,Bambi… you rejected me because you wanted to eat..” He reminded me, using his cutlery to pass boiled eggs to my plate. I sighed in satisfaction and picked my cutlery. “You should eat a lot of proteins, carbohydrates and fruits” He said and I observed him as he lifted the platter of rice, dishing a certain portion into my plate. He didn't stop, he added sauce, meatballs and slices of banana. “Eat a lot, you need a lot of strength for later.” He winked after he was done and I creased my brows when the meaning struck me. “You are such a flirt…” I muttered and he chuckled sl
KEIRA. My laughter erupted over the space while I was seated on George's legs with my hands circled around his neck after our morning quickie. We were having breakfast in the most romantic way one could think of. I would feed George a piece of waffle, watching as his lips closed around it, his eyes never leaving mine. Then, I would take a bite from the same slice, our lips inches apart, the sweetness of the waffle mingling with the warmth of our breath. With each delicate bite, our mouths would draw closer, until finally, our lips would meet in a soft, sweet kiss, the waffle's sweetness dissolving into our mouths. That was how we ate our breakfast. The last kiss made me erupt into a non-stop laughter. “Seems you don't want to leave my lips Bambi..” He teased, staring at me and caressing my hair. “No….” I admitted, taking another waffle and repeating the same process. This kiss was longer and more demanding. George and I might end up having another sex. When I pulled away, pant
KEIRA. “Girl, you are so naughty!” Elena snorted a laugh and cleared her throat when she saw people's awkward gazes in her direction. I was telling her everything that had happened with me and George. It wasn't her shift at the coffee shop yet so we had to catch up for some days we didn't see each other.“You must be enjoying yourself.” Elena flashed me a naughty expression. I smiled mischievously and sipped my coffee. “I know right? I'm so happy. My heart thrills everytime I think about him. I haven't felt like this in a while.” I expressed and I sensed the genuine smile in Elena's countenance. “Girl, I'm so happy for you. Don't think much about what happens later. I know you are already thinking about it, "she remarked. Elena knows me too well. “Just enjoy the present. Sometimes people come and go, it is not destined for some people to get abandoned. Just be happy. I'm not praying he leaves you but you shouldn't overthink it” Elena gave her advice, knowing I would already be h
KEIRA..Almost two weeks had passed since George and I started dating since it's Friday to New week already. The interior designing work has been finalized too. Some days I stayed in the penthouse alone, some days I went to visit Elena at the coffee shop. I really didn't have much to do. I only saw George in the morning and at night. We hadn't gone to a proper date after that one at the rooftop. Although I think George might have been busy with work. But the few times I spend with him in the penthouse, I always make the most out of it. The date for Sebastian's birthday and welcome party came and I knew George was going to be sending me a dress since it was a night party. I asked Elena to come over at the penthouse, perhaps I could lend her one of my dresses. She loved parties, there was no way she would decline. “Wow! This penthouse is amazing! Girl you are living in serious luxury!” Elena gasped and I chuckled. It was 7:00 and the party was starting by 9:00pm. Joe was going to b
KEIRA. I was breathless from my rapid pace, my heart still racing from the thoughts that overwhelmed me. Just as I thought I'd found a moment's peace, a sudden tap on my shoulder made me jump. I spun around,my tension eased slightly when I saw George's concerned face."Hey, are you alright?" he asked, his eyes scanning the surrounding area. "I saw you rushing out of the hall and thought something might be wrong. Did you see someone?"George's gentle tone and genuine concern helped calm my frazzled nerves, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. “I didn't… it was an illusion” I told him. “An illusion?” He repeated, seemingly concerned. “It's nothing, let's go back to the hall” I tried to shove it off, I would seem like a mad person. I can't even say if it was truly my mother I had seen or a mere hallucination. George stood speechless, staring at me weirdly like he didn't believe me. “Let's go” I linked arms with him, trying to be more spirited. “Trust me it is nothing, I didn
KEIRA. George grabbed my hands and beamed at me. “I'm glad you are happy. I wanted you to be” We turned comfortably to face each other even as we were laying on the playground floor. With the passion in our eyes, George removed the ear muffs and tucked my hair behind my ears. “I will continue making you happy..” He assured me and my grin grew wider. “Thank you…” I said, clutching his hands more tightly as I watched his features that made me fall over and over again. His chiseled jaw and thin lips, those pointed nose and his eyes, everything was to die for. He heaved a sigh and stood up, stretching his hands for me to take them. “Let's go ….” I reached out my hands and he dragged me up. We held hands before walking out of the playground. George drove to Brooklyn bridge and while holding hands, we were strolling down the bridge. “What else did you really miss out during your childhood, what else made you so sad?” He asked. I forced an awkward smile, I hated talking about it,but