Dei'ani has worked for Laurent Bourgeois for three years and has been in love with him for most of them. No one knows of her feelings for her boss except her best friend Regina. One night, a chance meeting in a club and things change for Dei'ani. Wi...
The next morning, Dei'ja awoke to find herself alone in bed. She sat up and stretched before sliding out of bed. She was on her way to the bathroom when the most heavenly scents hit her nose. She quickly went to freshen up before following the smell of freshly brewed coffee and bacon. Getting to the bottom of the stairs Dei'ja stopped trying to figure out which direction was the kitchen. She heard Larry laugh and followed the sound of his voice. She stepped into the kitchen with a smile on her face as she made her way over to him. She gave him a side hug and tried to move to sit on one of the stools at the bar but Larry gripped her waist and wouldn't let her go. As he continued to talk on the phone, Dei'ja looped her arms around his waist and laid her head on his chest. Larry grabbed her waist and pulled her into him as he continued his conversation. When he ended the call, Larry wrapped her up in his arms and kissed the top of her head. "Good morning, how did you sleep, are you hungry?" Dei'ja nodded as she snuck a piece of bacon from the platter sitting on the counter. Larry finally let her go and she moved around the island and sat on a stool facing him. He loaded a plate up with food and sat it in front of her. Dei'ja looked at the plate of french toast, bacon, and fruit with a smile on her face. Larry sat a cup of orange juice next to her plate and turned to get his own. They sat in silence as Dei'ja made the lewdest sounds after every bite. Larry sat watching her through hooded eyes as he ate, listening to the sounds she made with his body reacting to each one.
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Dei'ja was so caught up in her food that she didn't realize Larry was watching her until she looked up and noticed the lust in his eyes. She quickly looked away as she finished her breakfast and stood to make her way to the sink. Dei'ja walked over to Larry and picked up his empty plate and cup to put with hers. She filled the sink with hot, soapy water and proceeded to wash the dishes. She could feel his eyes on her back the entire time but she refused to look his way. Once finished with the dishes, Dei'ja turned and ran into a wall. She looked up into Larry's eyes and that same look was still there. Before she knew what was happening, Larry picked her up and sat her on the counter. He gripped her thighs to pull them apart and stepped between them. Gazing into his eyes, Dei'ja felt a shiver run up and down her spine. Before she could stop herself, she gripped Larry's shirt and pulled him into a passionate kiss. The moment Larry's lips touched hers, she knew. Dei'ja knew that she would never be the same after tasting his lips and having him in her arms. Dei'ja knew that there would be no going back if she were to get deeply involved with Larry. No other man would be able to make her feel the things that Larry was making her feel with just a simple kiss. With a moan slipping past her lips, Dei'ja let go of his shirt to wrap her arms around his waist and pull him closer as Larry gripped her hips and slid her to the edge of the counter. Dei'ja could feel his bulge pressing against her center.
With his lips pressed against her neck, Dei'ja turned her head to allow him better access. Larry smirked into her neck and slipped his hand between them to gently run his fingers over her panties. He huskily whispered in her ear. "Oh ma douce, tu es si mouillée pour moi." (Oh my sweet, you're so wet for me.) Hearing those words, Dei'ja moaned and began thrusting her hips. She raised her head to look at Larry and she could feel his desire for her. She smiled at him and whispered into his ear. "Oui. Alors, qu allez-vous faire à ce sujet ma chére?" (Yes, I am. So, what are you going to do about it, my dear?) A predatory gleam shone in Larry's eyes as he gripped her thighs to pull her closer causing her to hang off the edge of the counter as Larry reached behind him to unfasten his pants. Just as he went to pull them down, the front door opened and he could hear his brother and Moema's voice as they stepped into the living room. He quickly pulled them up and fastened them before pulling Dei'ja off the counter and setting her on her feet. He gave her a small smile and headed into the living room as Dei'ja dropped her head into her hands letting out a deep sigh. Dei'ja straightened her clothes and went to retrieve a bottle of water from the fridge. She returned to the stool and unscrewed the bottle, taking a few sips as Larry returned to the kitchen with Laurent and Dei'ani in tow. Dei'ani stood next to her sister while Laurent walked over to the table, taking a seat.
