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Chapter Five
Kinsley
I slip in quietly, tiptoeing around the apartment while Mollie’s moans echo over the hard wood floors. Stripping out of this dress feels amazing and I’m looking forward to being in comfortable clothes again. Once I’ve got my t-shirt and shorts on, I grab a pair of socks and tuck them into my blue Converse tennis shoes and leave out the door.
Mavick is still sitting in the lounge chair when I make my way back upstairs. I can’t stand how he can spin me in all directions with merely his presence, yet here I am begging for him to rip me apart with all the intensity he so obviously has. He’s deep. I can tell he’s been hurting for a while now, but it appears he’s coming alive again and that the possibilities are endless if he continues with the mentality he has now.
He watches me put on my shoes. I can feel his mood shift, making it harder to breathe. I won’t make the first move… that’s not who I am, but I sure as hell won’t be turning down him if he tries to make something happen.
“I’m ready.”
“Jesus. Are those the shortest shorts you have?” I glance down at my legs and realize I’m wearing my tight sleep shorts instead of the other pair I meant to grab.
“Shit. I grabbed the wrong pair trying to hurry.”
“They look great from here, but I’m not sure we should go anywhere with you in those. We won’t make it very far.” He pushes down on his dick, not even trying to hide the fact that he’s hard.
“I can put on something else.” I stand and before I have a chance to step away from him, he’s holding my hand in his, keeping me from moving away from him.
“Fuck, you’re making it impossible to be good.”
“Who told you to be good?” He pulls me into his lap before I finish my sentence.
“No one. Something told me to be careful with you. Tell me why I feel that way Kinsley.” His breath hits my face and I swallow hard trying to think of how to answer him.
“I can handle anything you dish out… as long as you’re real with me. I don’t do liars or cheats. And don’t ghost me. If you’re done with whatever this is, just tell me straight up.”
“That’s my policy too… and no fucking drama.” He starts to kiss my neck, giving into the pull we’ve both felt since last night.
“God no. I hate drama.” I sound breathy and like I’d agree to anything he says… which I would with his fingers gripping my thighs like they are.
“I’m going to take you to my apartment, but you need to understand I’m starving for this. I’ll take my time with you and we may still be fucking when the sun comes up.”
“Oh… okay. I think I can handle that.” Fuck yes I can’t wait. I’ve never been with a man that lasted any longer than about thirty minutes… all of them falling over, out of breath the second the sperm squirts from their dicks.
He bites my shoulder as he stands up, with me in his arms. He carries me to his apartment, even though I tell him to put me down multiple times. His firm grip on my ass stops my pleas, sending me into a halted state of anticipation. I’m practically begging for his fingers to slip under my shorts and find their way into my pussy.
He talks about starving… he has no idea how hungry I am for sex. It’s been almost a year for me so I might just become a big pile of mush at the first entrance of any part of a man that enters me.
Sitting me down on his bed, I get the full view of him ripping his shirt over his head and dropping his shorts all in the same move. I stand to follow his lead, only getting my shorts down before he’s standing against me, his dick bumping into my waist while I watch it grow.
“Oh shit.” That’s all I have time to say before his hands are yanking my shirt up and in a flash my bra is falling to my feet. I kick off my shoes before he falls onto the bed, taking me with him. I straddle his hips allowing his cock to lay flat against his stomach under me.
I find myself grinding against him, the pressure in my core building instantly. He lets me move freely, while he watches my tits bounce around. My girls are real… I pride myself on their size, most women as small as I am, have to pay for tits this nice.
“Fuck. You’re so wet. You’re dripping all over my cock.” His voice does something to me, sending me into a fit of rotating and gyrating until I’m moaning through my first orgasm of the night. My fingers spread over his chest while I have my way with him and he barely moves a muscle.
When I let my head fall forward after my release he quickly flips me onto my back. He reaches for a condom before sliding it on and thrusting into me, both of us closing our eyes at the instant feeling of pleasure.
The pressure of his invasion sends me up the bed each time he pushes into me. He’s whispering in my ear each time he moves us, talking dirty and sending me to an entirely new set of highs while I wait for him to inch all the way into me.
His muscles flex in his shoulders and arms each time he drives us further up the bed, making me want to observe each of them individually. I’ve never been with a man as fit as Mavick. He’s one of those rare guys that never come along, making me wonder how in the hell I’m the one here with him right now.
He feels amazing, making me go insane with every move he makes all night long. We both come over and over and I don’t even have time to ask him how he can do that before we’re going at it again. Exhaustion takes over and it’s sometime after the sun comes up that he finally gets his fill. I don’t even consider moving from his bed, my body wouldn’t allow me to leave if I wanted to.
I’m going to feel him for days, maybe if I’m lucky he’ll feel the effects of fucking me all night too. He kisses my forehead before he pulls me against his chest and guides my chin up so he can kiss me on the lips. A brief nibble forces me to do the same to him.
“Stay with me.”
“I’m supposed to leave the city in a few hours.”
“I’ll fly you home in a few days.” He holds me tighter and I simply nod yes. There’s nothing I want to do more than stay a few days with him and see how it goes. I really like him and I think it’s worth seeing if there’s something there.
After all, what can it hurt?
