For a second, I didn’t know what to say. He was looking at me so intensely, like he could see right through me, and it made my chest tighten. But then I realized I didn’t need to overthink it. I already knew how I felt. “I’m fine,” I said softly. “I’ve thought about it. I want this. I want... you. And I won’t regret it.” Xavier stared at me for a long moment, like he was trying to figure out if I was telling the truth. Then, without a word, he stood up and walked over to me. I tilted my head back to look up at him, my heart pounding as he bent down, bringing his face level with mine. “You’re sure?” he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. I nodded, unable to speak. And then he kissed me. It wasn’t like the kiss in the office earlier. This one was softer at first, slower, like he was taking his time. But then it deepened, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe, not that I wanted to stop. He tasted like cigarettes, alcohol, and the spaghetti we’d just eaten. It was such a
Two things woke me, the bright light streaming in through the window and the heavy blanket on my body. I groaned and tried turning but then I realized the heavy thing on me wasn't a blanket, it was Xavier. His arm was draped over me, holding me close to him, and his breathing was soft against the back of my neck. I shifted a little, turning to face him, and his arm tightened around me automatically, like he didn’t want to let go even in his sleep. I couldn’t help but smile as I looked at him. His face was so relaxed and peaceful.Leaning in, I pressed a small kiss to his lips. He groaned softly, his eyes still closed, but his arm pulled me even closer. “Morning,” he mumbled, his voice raspy, before kissing me back. “Morning,” I whispered, giggling as he nuzzled my forehead. I rested my head against his chest for a moment, listening to the steady beat of his heart, but then I remembered school. “I have a class,” I said, groaning a little. He sighed dramatically, loosening
I moved one hand to my left breast, and with the other hand, I ran my fingers down my crotch. I squeezed her breast and rolled my nipple under the tip of my index finger as I watched Xavier, who looked like he was struggling on the call. I opened my lips to make the perfect oh as I pleasure myself quietly across from him.I gave him a small seductive smile as I licked my lips and used my middle finger to touch my clit, which I gently rolled in small circles making me close my eyes as I moaned quietly, to not disturb his call, even though I knew he wasn't paying attention to the call and just on me. I slid my finger in and out of my pussy, enjoying the watery sounds it made. I knew Xavier could hear me and it made me even more thrilled. I opened my eyes to see him staring intently at me, making me smile.Oh, this was fun. I could see him barely able to maintain himself, I could see the way his eyes darken with lust and the way he swallowed watching me finger my bare pussy.♠︎♠︎♠︎♠︎X
AMANDA'S POV:When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was the huge clock on the wall. The second thing? The fact that I was alone inside the room. For a moment, I just lay there, blinking up at the ceiling and trying to figure out what time it was. The room was dim, outside was dark. I stretched, my muscles aching slightly in a way that made me blush when I thought about everything that had happened earlier. “Get up, Amanda,” I mumbled to myself with a small laugh. I couldn’t just stay in his office forever. I slipped out of bed, and I quickly pulled on my clothes from earlier. My hair was a mess, but I didn’t really care. Xavier didn’t seem to mind when I looked a little undone. Actually, I think he liked it. When I stepped out of the room, I spotted him immediately. He was sitting at his desk, typing away on his laptop, his face lit up by the screen. He looked so focused, his brow furrowed slightly, but as soon as he heard the door creak open, he glanced up and smiled. “
He began thrusting into me, with me matching his speed, receiving every deep thrust from him as we moaned loudly. He wrapped his arms around me and used his strength to lift me up as he suddenly stood and put me onto the counter.He leaned forward and kissed me. His tongue dove into my mouth, tasting and claiming me.His cock penetrated my tightness again as his thrusts became harder, I gripped him, clutching my vagina wall against his cock, earning a groan from him.I was so close to orgasm that when his body started pounding against my cunt in an animalistic manner, I shattered. My screams of pleasure rang through the entire house. He pumped into me harder and faster through my orgasm making it last even longer until my juices flowed over us and before I knew it I heard him groan and felt him cum in me. For the first time, I was grateful, I was on birth control.♠︎♠︎♠︎♠︎XAVIER'S POV:I pulled up outside Amanda's school, watching as she hopped out of the car with a quick, “Thanks,
She stepped into the pool, the water rippling around her as she turned to look at me. “Well? Are you coming, or what?” I laughed again, shaking my head as I started unbuttoning my shirt. “You’re unbelievable, you know that?” She just grinned. A minute later, I was in the pool with her. The water was warm, and the lights from the room reflected off the surface, making everything feel kind of perfect.We floated close to each other, laughing and splashing like kids, until eventually, we ended up holding each other, her arms around my neck, mine around her waist. “Hi,” she said softly, laughing as she looked up at me. “Hi.” She didn’t say anything else. Instead, she leaned in, and I met her halfway. The kiss was slow, gentle at first, but Amana seemed to have other plans.I kissed her mouth. For long. Tongue against tongue.When our lips separated, I took her breasts in my hands and caressed them.I scoop her easily in my strong arms and place her on the cold tile by the po
AMANDA'S POV:The past week with Xavier had been… perfect. Like really, really perfect. We’d been spending almost every moment together, laughing, talking, going out, and, well, the other stuff too. It felt like we were even a couple, even though I knew we weren't. I mean we'd said we loved each other but he never asked me to be his girlfriend.But deep down, I knew what we had wouldn’t last. It never does, right? Good things don’t last forever, and that weird feeling in my chest wouldn’t let me forget it.But at least, I could be happy for a while. I knew it was selfish of me but I just wanted to be happy with him right now.I walked down the stairs with this stupid smile on my face, getting ready to go tease Xavier. I spotted him in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with his phone pressed to his ear. He looked frustrated, running a hand through his hair while he talked. I thought about sneaking up and scaring him, just to mess with him a little. But then, I froze. What he s
My stomach dropped, and I immediately tried to shut the door in his face. “Amanda, wait!” he said, holding the door open before I could close it. “Please, just hear me out.” “Go away, Xavier!” I snapped, trying to push the door shut again. “Please, Amanda,” he begged. “I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry. Just let me explain.” “I don’t want to hear it!” I yelled, tears already starting to form in my eyes again. “Just leave me alone!” But he didn’t listen. He pushed the door open and stepped inside. “Amanda, please. I stopped sleeping with Amelia as soon as I met you. I swear. I haven’t touched her since. And Alexander cheating on your mom? That has nothing to do with me. I didn’t know how to tell you, but I swear I wanted to. It just didn't feel right telling you, it wasn't my place to. Please tell me you understand.” I stared at him coldly. I wanted to scream, to cry, to tell him to leave and never come back. But before I could say anything, another voice interrupted us.“What?“W
Derrick laughed and hiccupped. He was about to grab the bottle, but Carson stopped him . “That’s enough drink for you for today, Derrick. I'm not about to carry you home after you fell asleep drunk in a bar.” Derrick chuckled and hiccupped again. “But I'm not drunk yet.” “You are drunk as fuck, girl,” said Laura. “So what about you, Carson? How was your week, and how are your clients holding?” Laura asked. The Sancfrost bar was their haven. A place where they could rant about their issues like they would love to at work. Carson leaned closer to gossip with his friends when a dark and familiar shadow fell over their table. "Carson, still hiding in the corner with the good girls?" a deep voice drawled, every word dripping with mockery. Carson took a long, deep breath, mentally preparing herself before turning around. There he was, Paul Chase, one of his ex-boyfriends, every bit as infuriating as the last time they met. He wore a crisp black suit, the tailored fabric doing lit
Pushing him down, Raymond looked at his face. He looked at him, hazy He pushed his tongue between his buttcheeks , pulling them apart with his hands. Carson moaned and threw his head back in pleasure. He loved his reactions. Raymond licked up and down his ass, savoring the salty taste of her. He brought his tongue to his clenching asshole and thrust it inside of her. "Oh god, yes, fill me up,” he moaned above him. He kept pushing his tongue in and out of his wet hole, twirling it around inside of him. Raymond felt Carson’s hand lowering to his hard cock. He grabbed his hand and forced it aside. "You do not touch what is mine without permission, babe." He whimpered from the loss of contact, but he saw his ass clench when he made that action. Raymond stood up and took his pants and underwear off, letting his hard cock spring free and smack his stomach. “I want you to suck my hard cock and get it nice and wet for your ass, babe,” he purred out to Carson . Carson leaned
But Carson had other plans. He took Raymond's hand, his eyes locked on his father's. "Actually, Dad, I'm not letting Raymond go. Not as my bodyguard, but as my boyfriend." His father's expression turned stern, but Carson stood his ground. "We love each other, Dad. And I'm happy." The tension between them was palpable, but eventually, his father relented. "Fine, but you need to be careful. I just want what's best for you, Carson." Carson smiled, feeling a sense of freedom. "I know, Dad. And what's best for me is Raymond." As the days passed, Carson's father grew more accepting of their relationship. He even saw the benefits of having a boyfriend who was also a skilled protector. Carson's college graduation day arrived, and Raymond was there to support him. Sophia, Carson's drag queen best friend, was also in attenPaulce. As Carson collected his accolades, Sophia and Raymond chatted for the first time. Sophia grinned at Raymond. "Carson told me a lot about you. I have to say, I w
Raymond looked in shock. “Do you carry that everywhere?” “Sometimes,” said Carson, handing the toy to Raymond . “Let’s use this. You are injured and I can’t let your stitches come apart. Raymond collected the toy, reached out and squeezed Carson’s waist, leaning in to kiss him. he kissed him back. They kissed until Raymond had his hands on Carson’s chest, squeezing his chest which he bent down to suck afterward. “You’re so hot Carson ,” he said Carson blushed furiously at his words. “You think I’m hot?” “Yeah,” Raymond said, his eyes on Carson’s neck. “I’m gonna fuck your brains out now Carson , ya know that?” Raymond said, licking his lips. Carson seemed shocked at Raymond’s words. Since when did the sweet Raymond sound so dominant? But…but… he loved it. “Yes Daddy,” Carson said coquettishly, fluttering his eyelashes seductively at Raymond. Raymond massaged Carson’s body, his hands trailing about his moist body. he squeezed his ass and kis
“I know,” he said softly. “I didn’t respond because I was trying to pretend I could keep my distance. That I could do my job and protect you without letting myself feel it.” He exhaled hard, then leaned in closer, forehead nearly touching Carson’s. “But when I saw you on the ground… none of that mattered. All I could think was, please don’t let him die before I get the chance to say it back.” Carson didn’t say a word. Just looked at him, waiting. Raymond’s voice was raw now. Exposed. “I love you. God help me, I do. And I’ll never be late again.” Carson smiled, bloody and bruised but bright. “Took you long enough.” Raymond laughed—shaky and low—before pulling Carson into his arms like he’d never let go. “He’s trying to escape, Carson said, pointing in the direction Eli had fled. Raymond took off, fury in every stride. He chased Eli across the back lawn of the campus, past the trees and onto the empty field where shadows stretched long and unforgiving. Eli turned just as Raymond
“Why are you here alone?” he asked, an expression on his face Raymond had never seen before. “Huh?” “Do you know how worried you made me? What if one of these perverts tries anything with you? If Sam hadn't called me…” “Sam called you?” Sam was one of the friends they had made at the sex parties. He had probably seen him and informed Carson about it. But why did Carson look so agitated? “You didn’t have to worry about me. I'm doing okay. Besides, no one can try shit with me. I’m a bodguard, remember?” Carson sighed heavily and dropped to his knees, holding his hands and kissing them again. Raymond was surprised by his actions. Why was he doing this? “I was worried, Raymond. Don't do this again.” “Why are you so worried? It's not like anything happened.” “It's because I care about you. I can’t let any of these bitches here take you away from me!” “Umm…I'm not sure what you mean, but…” “You know what I mean. I care for you, Raymond.” Carson rose to his feet. Raymond w
Bianca wrapped her legs around her husband's waist as he moved up and down, taking her dick, their cum dripping on the soft rug. Their actions had ignited a fire in Raymond's body, and he had felt so good watching them fuck. He was hard and he took out his cock, masturbating and watching them at the same time. So much so that he felt like joining them. As Bianca and her husband kissed, his lips traveling to his breasts, Raymond stroked his cock faster. When Ben and his wife were done, Raymond quickly put his dick back in his pants and returned to the room and pretended to be asleep. For days and even months after that, Raymond could not stop thinking about it. he loved watching it, and he wanted to watch it again. But it was sinful, so he pushed the thought to the back of his head. So, was Carson telling the truth? Did he have a sexual voyeur after all? Yet he could not be so sure. “How can I be so sure?” “Would you like to be sure?” Carson said with a smirk.
But Raymond did not listen. He twirled his tongue inside his ass, tasting every bit of him. He spat inside his ass. Carson closed his eye, stifling his moan. Raymond soon took out his tongue and inserted his finger into Carson ’s ass again. Carson gasped as he did that, closing his eyes as Raymond thrusted his thick fingers into him. He then placed the second finger, causing his to moan again. He was feeling so good. Raymond hand curved to find his sweet spot. He pressed it causing Carson to tremble with pleasure. He grinded his ass against his fingers. “Yes! There! That! There! Just one more! Nigh! Ah!” Raymond massaged Carson’s cock as well with the other hand , driving Carson mad. He began to thrust in and out of him, pumping his fingers harder inside as he leaned closer, devouring Carson ’s mouth. Carson convulsed with pleasure, his legs shaking in the air from the sweet sensations.◆◆◆◆ Time passed and Carson’s father’s men soon rescued them. At the time, they ha
As the storm raged on outside, Raymond and Carson huddled together in the cave, trying to warm each other up. They had been there for hours, and the cold was starting to take its toll. Carson , who had been quiet for a while, suddenly spoke up. "We need to find a way to secure ourselves for the night," he said, his voice shaking with cold. "This storm isn't going to pass anytime soon." Raymond nodded, and together they started to gather rocks and branches to create a makeshift barrier against the wind and rain. As they worked, they talked about their lives, their dreams, and their fears. As the night wore on, they found themselves getting closer and closer, until finally, they were sitting right next to each other. It was then that Raymond turned to Carson and kissed him. It was a soft, gentle kiss, but it was enough to spark a passion that had been building all night. As the storm raged on outside, they made love in the cave again, their bodies warm and entwined. It was