I pushed on his chest gently and he slowed down. A look of concern flashed across his face. I covered his lips with my finger because I could tell he was about to ask me if something was wrong.
“Sit back. It’s my turn to look after you.” Whatever that meant.
“Anything,” he said, a note of longing present in his voice. He moved back, bringing me gently with him.
“Bet you don’t comply with things so often,” I said, throwing my leg over his lap.
“Only to women who want to climb on top of me. It has definitely been a while.”
‘Sir, there are over a billion women on the planet who would kill to be on top of you. You shouldn’t say that!’ I wanted to tell him.
This time, I straddled Kai’s body as we were both naked, only his condom creating some ‘distance’ between us. I sat up a little more and placed my hands on his cheeks. I lifted his face a little so that I had a stellar view of the look in his eyes as I slowly impaled myself on him. His e
And there you have it. Their first encounter. It's nothing like the usual, is it? As a writer, I have had these days when I wondered if I could write romance. *chuckle* This story was something born out of those thoughts. *blushes* What do you think?
Kai pointed to the door behind us and then bent down and picked up his pants and shirt before turning around. His back was magnificent, lean, long, and strong. But my eyes were drawn down to his ass where a colorful tattoo sat just off right to one of the dimples. The whole package was divine. He was walking away and I couldn’t stop watching and salivating. I had never thought Kai would have a tattoo. As he reached the door, he turned to look at me. I was pretty sure my mouth was open. He smirked and raised his eyebrow. “I will just…” I motioned to the clothes. “Finish up here.” Busted. Kai chuckled as he turned and disappeared behind the door. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me from embarrassment. As I picked up various pieces of my lingerie, I couldn’t help but think about the tattoo. I had not expected that in the least. Maybe something to do with his company. Something from his days from college. The flag. Anythi
“I can’t stand it anymore!” Aria panted as she stopped in her tracks. I turned over my shoulder and saw her frustrated look. Now, I had to turn and job back to her. I stopped right in front of her and put my hands on my knees to catch my breath. She turned and walked off the path before falling onto a deserted patch of grass. “Sit down and spill the beans, missy!” I smiled. We were on our morning jog around the park. “What do you want to know?” I asked casually, pretending like I didn’t know what she meant. “Everything. Was he as good-looking up close as on television? What did you talk about with him? How big is his penis? Did you get any orgasms? Need I go on?” she hissed. “Geez. Slow down, woman.” “I’m dying to find out, okay? You’ve been so tight-lipped since you came back. You didn’t even tell me when I called you.” Aria pouted. I snickered. “Oh, I thought you were checking on my wellbeing. Turns out, you were only looking
I was supposed to go about my business afterwards and forget all about the man. But how could I forget Kai Rivera? The man was everywhere. He was in my hometown for the last couple of days on business, so he was all over the local news as well. Reporters were writing about his company all the time and putting his picture in the thumbnail. There was no escaping him. I found myself switching off the news, avoiding online news sites just to make sure I could shake the memories and not let them fester into something that could never be. It was supposed to be a passionate night that would open my eyes to the world of sex and chemistry. Nothing more. For the most part, I was successful. I worked from home and the recent inspiration had given me plenty to write about. I was rarely getting out of my chair for anything other than my daily necessities. My work was still in its early stages, but I was happy with the progress and it was keeping me busy. K
Two weeks later I found myself inside the massive house that was Kai’s. This time, my instructions were to wear cocktail attire. But Aria reiterated the point that my dress needed to be 'understated'. She even came over to my place to pick the dress I would wear because she didn’t trust me to choose the right one myself. This time, I actually listened to her. Apparently, there was some sort of cocktail function happening at his house and while neither Kai nor I would be attending, my coming and going would go fairly unnoticed if I blended in but didn't stand out. The party was thrown by Eric and Daniella, who also lived in the same house. They also had an excessive about of security and employees to help them through the house… loose mouths who could say anything to the media at any point. So, I was in black knee-length, fitted chiffon, and satin. But what I had on underneath would hopefully blow Kai away. I was ushered once again by Eric and Daniella
Kai hardly moved an inch, but his mouth opened a little, his tongue peeked out, and licked his bottom lip. Excuse me, but he had no business making that cringy move look so sexy. I lifted my brow, challenging him to respond. But he was silent. I moved away a little and walked a couple of steps in the direction of what I supposed was his bedroom door. Because if it wasn’t, what I was going to do would be an epic fail. I turned my head back to him over my shoulder as I reached around to the back of my dress and started to pull the zipper down. “Are you going to join me or should I take a look around myself?” I asked. I breathed a sigh of relief when I stepped through the door into the adjoining room. I found that it was indeed Kai’s bedroom. I hesitated for only a moment before I tugged on the zipper, careful not to get my hair stuck. I was standing in a large, plush bedroom and staring at his bed. It was enormous. It looked so c
I jutted my chest out just fractionally, feeling very proud at the compliment. Kai continued to undress me, removing my shoes and stockings before pushing me backward gently onto his bed. To say it was comfortable would be an understatement. But that's not what was good about it. It was the view of the man standing at the edge, looking down at me, licking his lips, fingers in the waistband of his briefs that was more enticing. Forget the nap. “Do you know how often I have thought of you like this?” he said hesitantly, searching my face to look for my reaction. I felt giddy and couldn’t help but smile. “Is that so?” He hummed in agreement. “What did you imagine would happen next?” "Well," he replied, "After I get naked," he said as he removed his boxer briefs, "and look after the…" he trailed off as he reached into his bedside table draw and grabbed a foil packet, "this," he held it up. "I kind of imagined crawling over you…" he rolled the cond
Kai lay on his side, his head propped up on his arm. I mirrored his position and watched him. He lifted my free arm and stroked a small patch on the underside. “What’s this?” he asked, eyebrow raised, looking at me strangely. I had no idea, so I twisted my arm to look around and saw a smudge of green ink. I had definitely missed that. “It’s ink. I don’t know how it got there,” I replied. My laptop was out of commission and I had wanted to experience writing on pen and paper. Unused to the drying of fountain pen ink, this was a blunder that I had to beat myself up about. “Writing some letters?” he asked, settling his hand onto my hip. How much could I tell him? To my own detriment, I ignored Aria and all the advice I had been given. “No. I’m a writer. I write a lot. I was writing on paper on my flight here.” Kai startled. “You’re not from here, then?” I shook my head. “I’m from C City,” I told him as I bit my lip
“Sure,” I said as I stood up, picking up my clutch and the coat.Daniella opened the door for me and I followed her out. I noticed her shake her shoulders a little to relax them. Should anyone ever question Kai or me, our stories would remain the same. I was a friend of Daniella’s. I assumed she was trying to look like she was on friendly terms with me but she was failing.“You don’t approve, do you, Daniella?” I asked quietly, wanting to find out what her problem was.She laughed haughtily for a few moments, throwing her hair around a little.“On the contrary, Rosalind.” That was not the answer I was expecting. “Anything that makes Kai happy and by proxy my husband happy is good. It makes my life so much better.”I tilted my head to the side.“Mr. Rivera is happy?” I asked.“Don’t push your luck sweetheart. This,” she motioned her manicured nail