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His head drops down to my shoulder for a moment and then, my hips still around his waist, he carries me back inside and gently lays me down on the couch, falling on top of me.
"You're an insatiable little angel. You can ask me for anything and I’d happily give you everything I have, Kiara Yin." He rests on me for a moment, and then pulls away. "I'm going to jump in the shower and then we can go, okay?"
"No." I grab his wrist, causing him to fall back down onto me. "Don't shower. I'm going to suck your cock later and I want to taste me on you."
"Ohhhhh,” he moans against my neck, tickling me with vibrations. “Angel, I'm serious. You're going to kill me."
I bat my eyelashes at him. “I could stop."
He laughs and then drops a gentle kiss on my forehead. "Don't you dare. I want you to tell me everything you want. And I will do everything in my power to give it to you."
"Well, you could buy me a new g-string. You ruined that pair."
I get a scrunched-up face for that suggestion. "No, let’s agree that there should be nothing stopping me from your pussy whenever I want it."
"To be fair, you disposed of it pretty quickly."
He thumps his chest. "Me Hulk. Hulk smash and tear panties with a single rip."
“That’s one hell of a mish mash of movie references, there, Mr. Hulk.”
He does a little mini-roar, jumps off the couch, and runs upstairs to change out of his ruined suit, yelling over his shoulder. "I would wear this, but every man will be drooling over me at the scent of your cum. I'll be right back, Kiki."
I take the opportunity to smooth my dress out. I think about replacing my underwear, but the thought of him sliding his hand between my legs and finding me bare pushes the idea right out of my head. A quick refresh of my smeared make up in the bathroom later, I meet him at the elevator. He's wearing a pair of white tailored pants and a navy blue Isaia shirt, the top two buttons open, and changed out his Rolex for an understated Longines watch with a sun blue dial and distressed blue leather band. As always, he looks perfectly put together, not at all like he just had a quickie, and I'm jealous. I have “freshly fucked” all over me but I don’t mind when he pulls me to his side, whispering, “You're making it very hard for me not to tell you to fuck work and stay home and fuck me instead.”
The elevator dings just in time and I push him into it. "Come on, Lady Killer Kylian, save your charm for the poker club and help me make some money tonight."
"Will do, sweet angel." And then he kisses me all the way down to the first floor.
The car is waiting downstairs when we get there. He waves the driver back into the car and opens the door for me, closing it when he's made sure that I'm safe, then runs to the other side to slide in next to me.
"Ready?"
I nod and then lean back against the seat, eyes closed, taking a moment to get myself into work mode. The soft scent of his cologne is slightly distracting and soon I'm just staring at him as he sits back with his own eyes closed.
"I can feel you looking at me."
"Sorry."
"I like it. I miss it when we're not together."
“I miss your eyes on me, too. It makes me feel very special.” I squeeze his hand, his eyes still closed.
"I could take a picture of my eyeballs ogling you and you can use it as your phone background."
He chuckles. "Okay, deal, as long as you use a picture of me naked on your phone.'
"That might be hard to explain at the cookout with your Dad next Tuesday."
I scoff. "I'll deal with that later. Tonight I'm mostly concerned with the amount of women who will be throwing themselves at you dressed like that."
His eyes flutter open but he doesn’t deny it. How can he? I used to watch my own friends call and ask if he was over visiting Nathan so they could come over and perve on him.
Instead, he says, "And you're going to see each and every one of them will walk away having no doubt in their minds that I'm for one person and one person only. Okay?"
"Okay.”
“Good. Now sit back and relax, we'll be there soon."
