3:15 PM, March 11th, 20XX

  I bit my lip as my attention went to Kazu, demeanor slipping into the deeply arcane. I was more than intrigued at this point, even with only a few hours of knowing each other; I was ready to do shit that would probably put my mami to shame. I would absolutely wear the scarlet letter, proudly.

  “I have a lot of interests, one of them included involving myself with both men and women. Sure, I can do the monogamous thing, but have you seen these two? It’d be a fuckin’ disservice to myself if I didn’t indulge.” He pulled out cigarettes from his desk, tapping the carton on the back of his hand a few times before pulling a cigarette out and holding it out. Ken did him the honor of lighting it. Oh, fuck.

  “So how would I fit into this? I wouldn’t want to come in between whatever you three might have.”

  “There is nothing between us. We indulge in each other when we please while keeping it cordial. The only reason I’m asking is because if you haven’t been aware, you’re a sight. We’ve all been in awe of you since Brazil, we never thought we’d cross paths with you again.”

  “I’m flattered.”

  “You should be. I was this close to taking a trip back just in hopes of bumping into you again. You’re that mind consuming.” He made the pinching symbol with his hands, getting a chuckle out of Ken.

  “But wait, wouldn’t this get messy? You’re my client, I’m here to paint a mural.”

  “Then paint your mural, what we do after hours shouldn’t matter.”

  “This all feels so over indulgent. I want to get to know all of you, it would only help in the long run.”

  “As Kazu is our boss, he would have first pick. It’s only fair since he would not keep quiet about you the entire flight home.” Kurenai exclaimed, leaning on the desk as she did.

  “I don’t mind. I couldn’t stop thinking of him either.” I crossed looks with Kazu, whose peachy skin had flushed red after my admittance. I’m sure you’re wondering, all we shared was a look in a crowded place. It’s been 8 hours.

  But that feeling when you just…know?

  I was feeling that feeling with Kazu, Ken and Kurenai. The same feeling that told me to turn my head was telling me to take the chance, just like I had taken the chance to move to NYC on my own, to choose to be an artist even though it has caused me to take another job that my parents would absolutely not agree with. I was wealthy in Brazil, yes, but in America? I took my care into my own hands, I couldn’t depend on my parents to do so, even if they wanted to. I was used to taking bold chances, it’s what kept me going.

  “I would assure your full payment of your mural even if things fell apart. You deserve to be paid for your work, regardless of my feelings.”

  Man, can he get more attractive?

  “My feelings now though? I’d like to wine and dine you, possibly ending the night in between your thighs.”

  “Who are you, Kazuhito Nagatsuchi?”

  “I’d say the man of your dreams, but that’s a bit too cliche now is it?”

  5:28 PM

  I headed home to prepare for the date I had managed to procure with Kazu, alone. I truly did want to get to know him more, he was interesting. I needed to figure out why I felt so inclined to know him. He was kind enough to get me sent home in a rather luxurious car, with a driver, by the name of Takashi, who was responsible for making sure I made it safely home. I assured Takashi that I wouldn’t take too long, but all he gave me was a smile and a reassurance that I was allowed to take however long I wanted. That was one upside of being attached to someone like Kazu, you were guaranteed care, he’d tell me. I smiled at him as he led me all the way to the front of my building, my doorman holding the door open as he greeted me.

  “Miss Moreno, Nagatsuchi-Sama should be here at 8 promptly to pick you up. If you are in need of anything, let me know.”

  “Thank you, Takashi. I’ll be quick even if you say I don’t have to be.”

  “You don’t, trust.”

  He bowed his head as he walked back to the bar, Michael, my doorman, pursed his lips, ever so curiously.

  “What’s that about, Miss Airla?”

  “Just one of those lifetime opportunities that pass you by. I’m only making sure to seize it while I can.”

  “Ah. Well, I hope you have a great night if I don’t see you leave.”

  “Depending on the night, we might see each other again.” I grinned at him as I walked to the elevator and got in. My father had been kind enough to help me get my apartment, but rent became a responsibility that I would handle on my own, no matter what. Arriving on the 15th floor, I made it to my front door and into my apartment, quickly. Removing my shoes and clothes, I was desperate for a shower, I needed…release.

  Getting the water to a comfortable temperature, I got under the stream; closing my eyes as I let the water trail down my naked body and hair, the slow weight of water slowly weighing down my mane. I held my breasts as I indulged in the warmth, my mind going deep into the gutter and imagining Kazu’s hands fondling me instead. My eyes shot open as I blushed to the thought, embarrassed with myself for allowing myself to be so bold. I barely knew the guy, even as I focused on his hands. I wanted to be around him though, even if that meant taking up the offer of his bodyguard and best friend.

  Indulging in my “everything shower”, I got to the end of it and unhooked the shower head from the base, no shower of mine was complete without a little treat. Changing the pressure of the water, I held it in between my legs as the water shot at my clit, my eyes going slightly cross eyed as I enjoyed the slow increase of pleasure that occurred through my veins. Rocking my hips, the water would come and go, my moans increasing as I got closer and closer to orgasm. Usually I’d last longer, but the thought of that sable haired, amber eyed man had me shivering as I pulled away the water.

  I wanted him desperately, I didn’t care how shallow that looked.

  Coming out, I walked into my bedroom and sat on the edge of my bed, my phone lighting up with a text message. It was from Kazu, who had taken the liberty of not only inserting his number, but also taking a quick selfie so I had a reminder of that gorgeous face anytime I wanted. I smiled as I unlocked my phone, the message causing me to blush immediately.

  Wear something that’s easy to slip off, I want to indulge in you without too much hassle.

  A bold man, given his comment earlier, his boldness intriguing. There was something about him that backed that up that confident aura of his, I just had no idea what. I wanted my answer to match his energy, so I made sure my response was just enticing.

  Should I bother wearing underwear?

  Only if you want to watch me take them off.

  I kicked my legs up in pure glee as I tossed my phone on my bed and pulled off my towel, I needed to look my absolute best; I had panties to be pulled off!

  ??

  I snapped the elastic of my boxer briefs as I got dressed, Ken and Kurenai both laying on the frame of my closet doors; smirks on their faces.

  “So what’s the plan for tonight with the enchantress by the name of Airla?”

  “I plan to get to know her in more ways than one. I’ve already flirted enough through text, I want to make sure to follow through.” I picked out my slacks first, a nice black pair tailored to me for the perfect fit. A black silk shirt felt fitting, the material soft enough to want to touch, which was my intention. I wanted her to touch me, even if it was a simple graze. I decided on adding some chains to the whole look, pulling out the small katana necklace I had gotten in homage to my family. It felt important to honor my ancestors in whatever way I could, their hand in the art of katanas should be respected. A few rings to adorn my fingers and I was ready to go. Turning to my gorgeous duo, I gave them a slight pose to show my outfit.

  “You look great, Kazu. Don’t forget to spray some of that cologne you’ve got, it’s delectable.” Kure-Chan flirted slightly, the curl of her lip enticing enough for a quick kiss.

  “Yes ma’am.” I purred back, taking my cologne, custom made to my liking. I liked different smells, so why stick to one when I could afford to have what I desired? With musk, floral and smoky flavors, my smell was my own. It was 7:27 by the time I was done, standing in the foyer of my apartment, I crossed smiles with them again.

  “I’d have you two come along to watch from the shadows, but I could tell there’s some unresolved tension.”

  “Every session we’ve had has involved you, Kazu. It’ll be nice to not have to do so much work.” Ken chuckled, pushing his long hair back before going for the door.

  “Don’t fault me cause your dick is good, Kentaro.” I grinned as I stepped into my shoes, bespoke of course. Rolling his eyes, he opened the door; pushing me out. Tossing me my phone, keys and wallet; Kurenai stepped to his side, laying on his chest as she waved. I watched as his hand came around her waist, pulling her in.

  “I would never fault you, Kazu. I’m aware. Have fun!” The door slammed close after as I walked towards the elevator, chuckling as I stepped in and pressing the button to the garage.

  While my head of security was occupied, it didn’t mean I went without protection. Even in the guise of being “alone”, I still had a team of 8 very well trained men 2 steps behind me. I knew I had to tell Airla about the other aspects of my life sooner or later, but as I made my way to my car, I only really cared about getting to know her first. All the other trivial shit could come after.

  “(In Japanese) Sir, we’ll be close behind in the truck. Holler if you’re in need of any assistance.” Ichi, one of my eight guards, assured me.

  “(In Japanese) Assure that the suite at The Carlyle is ready for my guest and I. Also, no interruptions while I’m with her.”

  “(In Japanese) What if your father calls, sir?”

  I glared at him as I turned on the car, the sweet purr of the engine vibrating under my feet.

  “No interruptions.”

  I put the car in drive and pressed on the gas, leaving Ichi behind in the smoke trail of my order.

  ??

  I’m downstairs.

  I could feel the smile grow on my face as I waited in my foyer for that exact text. Putting on my heels, I gave my legs a good look in the mirror as I strapped them on. No need to shave, I was one of those girls who barely grew hair, so I took advantage of that blessing and gave my legs a little treat, I loved my oils and glitters, so I always made sure my legs glowed. Besides, I expected Kazu’s hand on my thighs, so I wanted to make sure to give him a good backdrop.

  I decided on an off the shoulder satin mini dress; the purpose was to not wear underwear, right? This dress assured me that I would have to wear the skimpiest pair that I owned, the kind that a man like Kazu would have an absolute delight pulling off. Hair and makeup was simple, I preferred a clean look; my natural beauty did enough of the heavy lifting, that’s why I was currently going down 15 floors to date and possibly, but most likely get turned out by a guy like Kazuhito Nagatsuchi.

  The ding of the elevator caused my heart to jump. The proximity of being completely alone with Kazu was closer each step I took. Walking through the lobby, Michael jumped out his seat when he noticed me, rushing to get the door for me as I got closer. Usually I’d thank him, but my peripheral vision was blurry, everything that didn’t include the 6 '2 gentleman who laid back on the hood of his car for me with a cigarette slowly burning from his mouth meant nothing. Those warm amber eyes looked up at me, his glare slowly undressing me as I got closer.

  By the time I was close enough, his hand wrapped around my waist as he pulled me closer. It’s been 12 hours.

  Did I object?

  Absolutely the fuck not.

  “I’m supposed to wine and dine you, but with that outfit, I might just want to skip to the “between your thighs” part of our evening.”

  “I’m not opposed to that, but I would fare better with a decent meal in my belly. I’ll need all the energy I can get.”

  “Then let’s go get you fed, baby girl.” He held the door open for me, giving me a chance to step in as he closed the door. The smell of the interior was practically brand new and it mixed well with his lingering cologne and cigarette smell. This motherfucker smelled good. Getting in the car, we shared a look, small smiles included as he pressed on the gas and whisked me away.

  ??

  We arrived at the restaurant I had chosen for us to dine in. A rather new place that I had Judy make reservations for. I wanted to enjoy new things with Airla; to see the delight of her face as we experienced something new, together. Stepping out the car, I made my way around to her and opened the car door, our eyes fixated on each other as she covered her modesty, anything to keep me guessing. Tossing the keys to the valet, we made our way inside and to our booth; which had been reserved in the private wing of the restaurant to give us little distraction. Sliding into the booth, she looked around; curious.

  “Is it just us?”

  “Mhm. I want very distraction from that pretty face.” I grinned, signaling the waiter to start us off with champagne. Once alone, she scooted closer to me, her thigh grazing mine as we clinked glasses.

  “So tell me, Mister CEO…what can I expect being associated with you?” She asked as I took a sip of my drink, the bubbles appetizing to my palate.

  “Depends on what you’re expecting. If you want this to be strictly sexual and private, it can be. If you’d like to pursue something more public; I’m open to that too.”

  “Seems like there’s stipulations being involved with you. You’re too perfect. Too well put together. There’s always something in being associated with men like you.” She sipped her champagne, her brown eyes glistening in the low candlelight.

  “And what might these stipulations be, if you don’t mind me asking?” She was astute, I liked that about her. But how astute is too much? I’d prefer to keep her separate from that part of my life.

  “That’s the problem, I can’t seem to figure out what that is. It’s scary, but I’m intrigued. I want to keep pursuing whatever this is.”

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  “Well, I’m willing to take it slow if you’d like.”

  “We can take it slow tomorrow morning. I absolutely expect to either end up in your bed or mine.” Cutting right to the chase, what a woman. She got even closer, allowing me to place my arm over her shoulders. I grazed her skin, she squeezed my thigh.

  “My bed might be currently occupied right now; but you have a choice between your own sheets or the sheets at The Carlyle.”

  “Ooh, lucky me. Reservations for a room already and I haven’t even ordered dinner.”

  “Not a room, darling. A suite. I don’t do small spaces.” I signaled the waiter with my finger, their nervousness evident as they held to their pad tightly.

  “Are we ready to order?”

  “I’ll have everything on the menu. I ask you to deliver it quietly so as to not disturb my date.”

  “I’m sorry, everything?”

  “Mhm.” I turned to face her, her face scrunched up in the same confusion as the waiter. “Besides, it’s your first time here, why not get to try everything instead of one thing?”

  “Are you trying to impress me?” She teased, taking her glass again.

  “I hope it’s working.” I shooed away the waiter with my hand, who scurried away with my order with menus in tow. She took another sip of her champagne, allowing me to turn her face with my finger once she was done with her sip.

  “I don’t know, I might need a kiss to help me decide if it is.” She smirked, placing her cup down and turning towards me, fully. Grazing her chin, I could smell the champagne fruit notes as I approached her lips. Since this morning, every time she spoke; I couldn’t help but watch as her mouth moved. Her lips were delectably soft and plush; a joy to finally feel as she allowed me to pull her in for a kiss. Using my tongue, I parted her lips open; a slight graze of her teeth as we tried to upstage one another, a bite here, a bite there; I ended up besting her with a gentle pull of the lip. Her cheeks were flushed as I pulled away, the waiter’s attempt at keeping quiet failing as they placed the plates to our appetizers on the table. We both turned to look at them, their face flushed red.

  “S-sorry.”

  Looking at each other, we chuckled and pulled away slightly. We both needed self control, the poor waiter wouldn’t be able to handle it.

  ??

  He was only far enough away to let me eat comfortably, but under the table? His hand had a good grip of my thigh, his being ambidextrous made it so he could indulge in both food and the softness of my skin. Well into our appetizers, the waiter made due with our entrees; the elevated Southeast Asian flavors a delight to my plate. I could feel Kazu’s eyes on me as I ate, my cheeks flushing red yet again as I noticed.

  “Are you going to stare at me the whole time?”

  “I’m just taking you in. I want to remember every moment of our first date so years down the line, I could tell our kid about it.”

  “Just one kid?” I teased, I wasn’t put off by the mention of children. It was good to get subjects like that out the way as soon as possible.

  “I’m an only child, I have no knowledge of how to deal with siblings. Besides, kids are…a handful, I wouldn’t have the patience for more than one.”

  “Thankfully, that’s not a deal breaker. I’m also an only child. I sustained that loneliness with my friends back home; so I never felt the need or want to ask my parents for one.”

  “My reason is a little more complex than that, but I understand the sentiment.” I wondered what he meant, I wanted to pry but I didn’t want to sour the mood.

  “Well, whatever your reason is; I’m sure you had all you needed in a brother in Ken, right?”

  “Mm...not exactly.” He pursed his lips, which were slightly red from my biting them. I loved leaving my mark on him in whatever way I could, I only planned on leaving more later on.

  “I suppose you’re right, given your relationship with him now; I doubt you’d want to call him your brother. By the way, how did that happen?” I was curious, I had never dealt with a man so comfortable in his sexuality that he was honest with his desires, it made him more attractive in my eyes.

  “We’re 5 years apart, so right before I headed off to university; I admitted my feelings to him and well, he didn’t reject me, so here we are.”

  “Are your parents accepting of it?” I felt the need to ask these questions; I wanted to learn about him in all ways, not just sexually. Besides, learning about a man included knowing what kind of people raised him; it said a lot about their character.

  “They don’t mind it because I’m young, but they do expect me to eventually settle down and marry. A legacy is important to them; given my history.”

  “What is your history, Kazu? What other way are you going to find a way to impress me?”

  “I assure you I’m not trying to, I just happen to come from a long line of men who took the time to leave a mark on this world. It’s how I’m able to live the life I live now. All thanks to their sacrifice.” I could see the grateful look on his face as he spoke of his family, an endearing quality truly.

  “I hope to meet them one day, if possible.”

  “Trust me when I say that they’re already aware of you.” He took a bite of his meal, a steamed halibut.

  “Surely you’re joking. I don’t see why your parents would need to keep an eye on you, you’re the CEO of a company; I bet you’re put together enough to be able to handle such a responsibility.”

  “I appreciate that, but no; while I’m a CEO here, back home, I answer to my father in the way that a prince would answer his king, for lack of a better example.”

  “Did I manage to score myself a prince?” I teased playfully, taking a bite from his plate. We had gotten comfortable enough to pick at each other’s plates, we were way past the awkward stage.

  “You might just have.” He winked at me, taking a bite from my plate for good measure.

  11:27 PM

  The restaurant’s closing time was originally for 10:30, but it was only a few whispers before the owner came out and let us know that we were more than allowed to take our time. By the time the check came, they were more disappointed at our leaving than our staying an hour past closing. I wondered what Kazu had done, but some things were just better if I didn’t find out right away.

  Getting into his warm car, I was slightly inebriated from my 3 glasses of champagne, Kazu had decided on one as he was the one driving, a regard for my safety was hot; I’d admit. Looking at him as he turned on the car, I couldn’t help but be mesmerized by him. His side profile was just as nice as the front of his face, his strong chiseled chin sharp enough to cut. I don’t know why, but I wanted to be the filthiest version of myself when it came to him.

  “The hotel is only a 6 minute drive, we’ll be there in no time.”

  “I’d like to suck your cock, so how about making it there in 3?”

  11:31 PM

  A man who listened, oof. We scurried into the private elevator from the garage; my feet off the ground as he picked me up and cornered me. Kissing him as his hands squeezed my skin, the ding of each passing floor a reminder to breathe.

  “I’ll say, you’re going to make it hard to focus at work tomorrow.” He mentioned between kisses, our foreheads touching.

  “I’m open to taking another long lunch if you’re up for it.”

  “Fuck.” The door to the elevator opened as he put me down, letting me push him into the suite. Greeted by a grand piano; I pushed him into it; slamming the door closed and getting to my knees as I pulled at his belt.

  “You got me here in 3 minutes, let me follow up on my end of the bargain.”

  ??

  You know how when someone really enjoys sucking cock you can tell? It was absolutely a hobby she enjoyed. With my hands gripping the side of the piano, I watched as she would take me all into the back of her throat, her eyes staying with mine as I bit my lip and enjoyed every single sensation. She was greedy for every part of me, just like I was for her. Pulling back for a breath, I held her by the chin, just to get a good look at the vulgar flower that was slowly blooming in front of me.

  “I remember Kurenai mentioning something about taste, I’d like to follow up on that if you don’t mind.” I lifted her off her feet as I headed to one of the bedrooms, the one chosen giving us a gorgeous view of the city that never sleeps. Tossing her on the bed, the twinkling lights of the night danced on her skin as I got to my knees. Going for her panties, they truly were there for decoration; the thin material of the lace not covering much as I got a full view of her.

  “Pretty, ain’t she? I took extra time in the shower to make sure she looked her best.” She sat up on her elbows, a smirk on her face as she raised a brow.

  “Well, I absolutely appreciate it. I’ll be spending a lot of time getting to know her, glad to know she’s at her best.” I licked my lips before pulling her closer and finally indulging in the heat of her that occupied my mind from the moment she had allowed me to share any of my sexual feelings. She tasted exactly how I’d imagine, sweet and oh so…intoxicating. I took my time learning all her sounds, how she’d become more vocal if I paid a little more attention to her clit. With her back arched, I went without fingers for now; I wanted every single drop of her on my tongue.

  I took pride in my ability to make a woman cum. No sex was completely satisfying unless she was satisfied. Her small hands made their way in my hair as she called out my name, her voice cracking when she would reach climax. Either she was truly sensitive or it had been a while for her, but she was definitely needy. She pushed me back as she climaxed again, her legs shaking slightly as I kissed the inside of her thigh.

  “G-give me a second, my vision’s blurry.”

  “Take the time you need, baby girl. I have all night.” I said with a chuckle, getting to my feet and finally pulling off my shirt. I felt her eyes trail up my arms as she analyzed my tattoos.

  “I was only expecting half sleeves, didn’t expect you to be so tattooed.”

  “I enjoyed the sensation of the needle, kept me going back until I completed my back piece. I’ll probably get more down the line, just need the right inspiration.”

  “Maybe I can sketch out your next one.”

  “An Airla Moreno original on my skin, I’d be honored.”

  “You can tell me more about them later, I’ll sketch something to always remember me by.” She held her arms out for me, pulling me in for another kiss.

  ??

  I thought I wanted to jump into the messiness of sex as soon as my clothes hit the floor, but…no,I wanted to focus on every single touch, even if it was a graze of the lip or minor squeeze. Kazu’s hands held my waist as I straddled him, my hands in his hair as we were locked in yet another lengthy kiss. Even with the hardness of him throbbing against me, I was patient. A necessary breath, our eyes locked on each other once again.

  “I regret not speaking to you when I saw you in Brazil. Would’ve been blessed with you sooner.”

  “We were meant to meet. Crossing paths in two major cities has to account for something.” I assured him, one of my hands soon cupped his face. Smiling into my hand, he held me closer, the need for conversation was not necessary for us. The silence felt familiar, the kind that occurs when you feel complete security with a person, or where admitting feelings wouldn’t feel forced. It was crazy to feel so comfortable with him; but I truly couldn’t stand the thought of being away from him.

  “I know it’s a bit late to ask about this, but what are your opinions regarding protection? I want to be transparent about status, it’s only fair for the sake of your health and mine. Thanks to my family doctor, I get tested every 3 months so I can assure a clean bill of health.”

  “I’m also clear. All my previous partners have been too; I…uh, usually have to get tested every 3 months myself for my other job.”

  “Another job, darling? Someone as pretty as you shouldn’t bother herself with excess labor.”

  This was the part that I was dreading, the part where people’s perception of me changed completely. From a young age, I was always enamored with the art of sex. As soon as any of my boyfriends wanted to indulge, I was ready. Eventually they would all burn out, calling me an addict and throwing the things they once enjoyed back in my face. Deciding to stay single for the sake of my own heart, I would end up finding a job as a call girl; using the body that was given to me to satiate my desires. Men, women and those in between would be willing to pay; so I accepted their money and pandered.

  “I’m a call girl. I allow people access to my body for the right price.” I pulled back from him, my hands on his legs as I laid back to get a good look at his face. His eyes trailed up my bare chest, a curl of his lip as he squeezed my ass.

  “You mean to tell me that I managed to score a woman whose pussy is so good that people are willing to pay for it?”

  “I guess so.”

  “I swear, my life is nothing but luck, thank you ancestors.”

  Nothing but luck? I cocked my head slightly, confused at his statement. He grinned as he pushed me back, licking his fingers and spreading me open. I blushed furiously at his invasion, but I wasn’t opposed to it.

  “W-wait, what did you mean by that?” He entered one finger, curling it as he got deeper. Pumping in and out of me slowly, he soon began rubbing my clit with his thumb.

  “You are literally and figuratively a prize to be won. Why wouldn’t I indulge in such a blessing?”

  “A blessing…o-oh.” He entered another finger as I asked, the sensation of the two pumping in and out of me along with the rubbing of my clit had me slowly grinding on him as I got closer.

  “Exactly what I said, a blessing. People pay to indulge in you, I don’t. They’ll never have you like I will. Even if we’re not end game, there will always be a deeper connection between us. Now, cum for me, baby girl. Let’s teach you who your body will belong to.”

  Not a lick of jealousy in his words. His ownership of my body feeling so right despite it all. I loved to be praised, it empowered me. It’s why I had the jobs I had, there was just something about his praise specifically that had me coming on his fingers as I cried out his name.

  1:07 AM

  I cried out as I came again. This time I got to watch as he would take his soaked fingers and suck them dry. I still hadn’t felt him inside of me, but boy, I was desperate. We hadn’t moved from the bed, at most we would shift so I didn’t lay on a wet spot. My chest rose slowly as I caught my breath, his warm lips kissing a trail up my stomach as he chuckled.

  “I haven’t even fucked you and you’re made a mess of things, I’m excited to see how you’ll react when I do.”

  “You keep bringing me over the edge with just your fingers and tongue. I absolutely share the same…sentiment.”

  “I like pussy, what can I say?” He shrugged as he sat up, holding my legs open and positioning himself. I was excited to feel every inch of him, after all; he had a really nice dick. It was one of those slightly curved ones with the pretty pink tip that matched his lips. Veiny, thick and long with a slight curve, my favorite. He wasn’t hairy at all either, so I absolutely knew I would have a ball sucking his dick in the upcoming future.

  “Don’t say, just do. Please.” I fucking begged, why? I don’t know, but I can absolutely assure that it worked cause my back arched heavily as he slid inside. The thickness of him made me gasp, as if this was my first fucking time. He had the kind of dick you’d obsess about. He wasn’t lacking in care either, as one hand held my waist for him to thrust into me; the other rubbed at my clit. I got to be pampered and fucked for once, without shame, without judgement and honestly, without needing to.

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  “Good girl, I wish you could see how pretty you look taking all of me. Oh, wait…you can.” I smirked as licked the fingers that had just been on her clit; one thing I wouldn’t do is waste any chance I had to taste her. Picking her up, I flipped over and had her on top, my hand holding her chin to face the mirror that hung on the wall. “See? Such a pretty fuckin’ face.” Using my leg and arm strength, I let go of her chin and held her hips, bouncing her on my cock as my eyes watched her breasts bounce with every thrust. She was truly pretty in every sense of the word, her curly hair fuzzed up from all the tussling, her skin flushed and warm from the countless orgasms I had given her. I wanted to pamper her always, to hear her moan my name.

  I knew my possessiveness was a negative attribute of mine that I possessed. But I was given the world from the moment I took my first breath, so why the fuck wouldn’t I want to have everything I could possibly have? Airla was a delight to watch, her eyes glossy from the overload of hormones, her once bluish red lips now faded from the multiple make out sessions. Why wouldn’t I get possessive? She was a fucking goddess and after spending 15, 16 or maybe more hours with her, I wanted her all to myself. I wanted her to be my woman. My girl. Maybe even my wife.

  “And to think I’m to share you with Ken and Kurenai, I might just get a little selfish about that.”

  “I-I don’t care what you do, just keep fucking me…” She threw her head back as she began fucking me back, the grind of her hips massaging every single inch of me, my own head pressing into the mattress as I felt the squeeze of her, another orgasm. I took a grip of her ass, spreading her open to make sure to truly connect with her as deeply as I could. The deeper I went, the louder she got; that only got me more excited as I hyper focused on prodding that one spot, I wanted to make her scream.

  “Why don’t we enjoy the twinkling lights of the city while I keep fuckin’ you? I want to see those pretty little lights dance on that gorgeous skin of yours.” I never skipped leg or arm day for this reason, her small frame was an easy carry because of my dedication. Sliding out just to get off the bed, she whimpered at the separation of us, but I soon catered to her as I picked her up and slid back inside, her back pressed to my chest as I walked to the massive window and had her press her hand on the glass. Fucking her in full nelson was a fucking delight, her legs shivering as I went on, the glass around her hand fogging as her the heat of her body increased with each thrust. She cried out as I popped out, her hand rushing to slide me back inside. I chuckled at her desperation for me, it only made me want her more.

  “I don’t want anyone else to have you…”

  “Don’t fret, baby girl…they won’t.”

  POINT.