Wanted For Love 1 [KinnPorsche]

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Porsche

The words already left my mouth before I realized what they meant.

Make love?

Thanks but no thanks.

I tried to wriggle my way out of Kinn's embrace but he held me tighter. His lips found mine again, and he kissed me deeply with longing.

We disconnected for a moment and I took deep breaths.

Kinn cupped my face in his hand, he rubbed his thumb over my throbbing lips.
"Did you know, I never let anyone kiss me on my lips before?"

"So why me...?"

"Shhh..." Kinn placed his thumb on my lips and shut me up. His hands crawled up my chest, and he started to unbutton my shirt. "I should probably confess to you."

"What confessions?"

"I like you Porsche. But you working with Vegas is something I can't accept."

"He pays me well, that's all that matters."

"I can pay you double the amount if you work for me."

"I thought I was talking to a random guy. Now you changed your character to rich Kinn."

Kinn smiled. "You're funny."

Kinn peeled the shirt off my back. My chest was exposed. Kinn couldn't help but trace my nipple with his lips. He was slowly killing me.

"What do you say Porsche? Will you work for me?" He planted another kiss to my cheek.

"I need to think about it."

He gradually laid me down on the bed. "Why, is Vegas making a pass at you?"

"No... I don't know what will happen if both of us work together."

He came on top of me, and pressed his hard groin against mine. "You know how I have waited for this moment."

My head was spinning at the same time hot blood rushed to my stomach. Seeing Kinn up close could be the death of me. I was breathless. I knew Kinn would have noticed my cheeks were turning rosy.

I was lost for words. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I've longed for this moment too."

"I want to make you mine."

Kinn buried his face in my neck and suckled on my skin. His hands grazed my abdomen and it felt ticklish. I laughed. "Kinn, I really wish you would stay. But you need to leave, your people will be worried."

"Those people are the least of my problems right now..." Kinn retorted. "You matter more Porsche."

He traced his lips down my abdomen. In a second, he had opened the zip of my trouser. Gradually he pulled the trouser off my leg. My skin burned with every single damn touch from his strong hands.

I felt vulnerable in a good way. I wouldn't want to be in any body's arms except Kinn. He knew how to play with my body in ways I've never experienced.

Kinn buried his face in my crotch, while I ran my hand over his soft straight hair. After teasing me and getting my cock too excited, he pulled down my boxer.

Fuck... The sensations of his tongue on the tip of my cock gave me a different kind of high. I moaned as I gyrated to the flow of his rhythm.

He returned to planting wet kisses on my lips and neck. How I had longed for this moment. Cuddles and kisses are therapeutic. Having full rounds of sex with a man like Kinn was healing for me.

I couldn't wait to explore this new found love with him.

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Kinn

Porsche smiled when my lips grazed his neck. He winced in excitement when my hand found his hidden treasure. His hands ran through my hair as we slowly eased tension and sunk in the middle of passion and desire. His hands intertwined with mine as I explored the secret treasures in his body.

I spooned Porsche from behind. Having taken off my clothes with the speed of lightning I ravaged Porsche body like a treasure I just discovered.

He felt like home. Something I had never experienced with my past lovers. Sex in the past was like a routine to release painful emotions.

But with Porsche, we made love, sweet love, our bodies wrapped together in one ship, sailing through the oceans of love amidst the orange colored skies.

It was few minutes to seven in the morning when I heard the vibration from my phone. I turned to see Porsche quietly sleeping beside me.

I knew we had dozed off after our heated love making last night. I knew Porsche was still naked under, I resisted the urge to touch him. I didn't want to wake him up.

I picked my phone and saw about twenty seven missed calls from Big and Pete.

There was messages asking where I was and why I didn't sleep in the mansion.

Was I a kid? Can't I have some privacy for once? I sighed.

I dialed Big's number.

"Boss? Where are you? Pa is worried about you?"

"I'm fine."

"What should I tell Pa? We made breakfast early because Pa wanted to speak with you."

I couldn't lie. The mansion had everything I wanted, the gym, game house, bar, cute boys, sexy women... I had no freaking excuse to leave the mansion.

I rubbed my forehead in thoughts. "Just tell him I went for a meeting with a foreign client. I will be right there."

I disconnected the call.

Porsche twitched in his sleep. My voice must have woken him.

"Good morning princess..." I whispered.

"I'm not your princess..." Porsche said shyly. He took peek under the sheets and realised he was naked.

"Can you close your eyes Kinn, my boxers is no where to be found!"

I laughed out. "Your boxers must have hated your ass..."

"Kinn... Just close your eyes. Don't look na..."

"Okay, I'm going to look away for a second."
I said. I pretended to close my eyes.

Porsche got out of bed, totally naked and ran to the bathroom.

There was a bottled peanut in the side drawer of the bed. I took some and began to eat. For a moment I felt like myself, a new modified Kinn. In Porsche's house there were no rules, no bodyguards, no wars, no Vegas....

Just pure bliss...

I crossed my arms behind my head and relaxed on the pillows, reminiscing on how my future would be like with Porsche in my life.

For the first time such thought comes to my mind.

Porsche returned looking refreshed, wearing a piece of pink shorts. He climbed back on the bed and cuddled in my arms.

"What did I miss?" Porsche asked.

I exhaled. "About twenty missed calls and a hundred notifications..."

"From your family?" Porsche asked, surprised.

"Yes."

"I think they care about you..."

"I'm more of the key to the fraternity my father built. My life is just a pile of structures and routines."

Porsche looked at me.
"It must be hard on you."

I touched his cheeks and tucked in hair away from his face.

"Very hard," I said.

"Will you call your bodyguard to come pick you up?:

"No. Will you take me home in your bike? I have always wanted to ride that bike with you."

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