I get woken up by his phone ringing, he picks it up "Kai hello?" he sits up "Okay," he gets out of bed "Thanks." he hangs up and places the phone on the dresser before running his fingers through his hair
"Kai, what is it?"
"We need to leave, Randall and his buddies are on their way here."
"Athens or the hotel?"
"Hotel. We are going on a boat."
"I fucking hate boats."
"I know, I know, I will be with you the entire way, you got me." he waits for my nod "We have thirty minutes before they are here."
"Okay." I place yesterday's clothes in a laundry bag to be burned some other time, we get dressed in touristy clothes before we make sure we have everything and make our way out of the hotel. Thank God I got the parking ticket validated last night.
We drive in the opposite direction of the pier and drop off the car near a taxi centre. We hail a taxi to the pier.
As an overthinker, if I can think of it, I do not leave it to chance. The boat is a friend of Kai's, it is a 50-foot trawler, perfect for hiding away at sea.
He helps me inside and it is beautiful with rosewood furniture and gold finishes. He leads me to the bedroom and places our bags on the bed before he makes his way into the kitchen.
"So the CIA..." sitting at the dining table, I ask as he looks in the cupboards and he pulls out two cups and a bottle of gin.
"What?"
"Who told you?"
"Anya." fucking hell "She was right though."
"Who tipped them off? How did they know we were in Athens?"
"I do not know. We got rid of our sims, and kept a low profile besides the Hamza incident."
"Hear me out, what if they figured out that we were Hamza because they are the ones who ordered the hit?"
"No. They would not, I am an asset."
"Are you still? They have not been harassing us for you to go back to work."
"But," he sits beside me, looking into his cup "Motherfucker." he mumbles
"It's okay." placing my hand over his
"You give your life to an agency and they barely give you notice that they will fuck you over." my hand still on his, I lean on his shoulder.
"We will get them for everything they took," I tell him with my hand cupping his face as his eyes dive into mine.
"Hurt them."
"Badly, we just have to make sure that we are not caught before we can do so." he nods and we stare at each other, taking the other in, falling in love all over again "Kiss me, Daddy." a whisper to get him taking action.
His lips on mine, he pulls me onto his lap and lifts us off the couch and leads us into the bedroom. He throws me onto the bed, before he stands beside it, looking at me, laying on the bed.
"Take your clothes off for me." taking my time, I peel the layers off and start masturbating as he watches. He stands, watching as my fingers move in and out of my pussy "How does that feel?"
"I make myself feel good,"
"And you look hot doing it," he says watching "With my pretty pussy." a giggle out of me and he starts undressing "Stop pleasing yourself, Kitten." I pull my fingers out and try to lick them but he pops them into his mouth, sucking the juices off them.
"I am ready for you."
"Good." he places his dick on my labia, teasing me by rubbing my labia with his dick
"Daddy," a whine begging for his dick
"Patience, Kitten," he says before thrusting into me "Feels fucking good to be inside you," he says with a grin on his face
"I love having you in me, Daddy." he pulls out his dick and places his fingers, before taking them out and placing his dick back
He places his fingers in my mouth and continues pounding into me. His fingers necklace me as he continues ramming into me, taking pleasure in my pleasure, boosting his ego as he hears my whimpers begging for mercy.
"Daddy, fuck," a groan from the pressure building in me and the need to have him closer to me
"Shut up and take my dick like a good girl," he orders into my ear and I keep my mouth shut, answering my call, he places his fingers on my clit and begins stroking as he fucks me
The pressure in me reaches a climax and I cum all over his dick and shake in his hands but he holds me "You are such a good girl for me," he affirms, looking at me with adoration in his eyes. "I'm going to cum on you, is that okay?"
"Yes, Daddy," he says and after a few strokes he paints my stomach in his baby making fluid. "You happy?" a nod
"Satisfied."
"Good because I want cuddles and food."
"Okay, I will get you food, first let me get you clean." a nod and he takes me to the bathroom and switches on the water but it is warm
"Baby, more hot water."
"Kitten, compromise." this is why we have a long shower, or we had. At that moment, I realise that we can never go back to America. "What?"
"We can never go back."
"Where?"
"The place we called home for four years." he stays silent, allowing the water to cleanse him.
We got out of the shower and I went into the bedroom while he was making us food. This is one of those moments when I can foresee a depressive episode approaching in its awful colour and stench but as always, there is nothing that I can do to halt or deter it from coming for its regular visit.
"Look what I made," he says with the brightest smile on his face. How did sunshine over here fall in love with the storm that I am? How does he keep being in love with me? Do I not cloud his life? Raining on his life making it depressing and awful.
With his bright smile and yellow aura, at times blinding, I wonder how we have made it ten years married together. Does it feel like a ball and chain for him?
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It looks like grief is getting the better of Kamo.
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Romance[Book 2] Kamo, Kaiser, and Khanyi are now living in New York. Kamo is running a successful business, Khanyi is about to finish grade six and Kaiser is an unofficial CIA asset. With him being miles away for months at a time, how does that affect h...
