<Just want to lay in bed with you in our underwear and make out, watch movies and fuck like 3 or 10 times>
|Kian|
MATURE CONTENT (I know you're grinning. I am too! Fair warning: Don't expect too much tho!)
SHE HAD bathed recently, the fragrance of her soft, apple scent making my mouth water, a heady feeling. The urge to grab her, running my lips and hands all over her body had my cock twitching in response.
"Kian shift ni. Ah." Her accent peeked through her impatient tone.
What was she even talking about? The sofa was huge enough to contain three grown ass men but I scooted away. She plopped down, crossing her legs. A silky expanse of almond skin laid bare to my hungry gaze, the hem of her white nightie stopping at her inner thighs.
"News, news, news. You're not a grandpa yet," Jade complained, raising her hands up, a miffed gesture. "Hand the control over."
"What?" I was saying but she'd already grabbed the remote. Without waiting for my approval, she switched the news station over to Netflix. Next thing I knew, the title, 365 DNI flashed across the huge screen.
"365 days? The mafia movie with barely any plot?" I asked, slightly unnerved. Surely she wasn't considering watching that movie? Not with me right here.
When Jadesola glanced at me, a sly look, I realized that was her aim. "Well. . . now you say it like that, it's sex with no plot. Regardless, I'm watching it."
"Ah okay, enjoy." I shook my head, already mapping out my escape. There was no way I was sitting down here while that film played. It was more tempting than I could bear.
"I'm going to bed. It's been a long day for me," lying, I started to sit up, nearly off the sofa when Jadesola laid a palm on my shoulder. I paused.
"Stay, please?" She flashed puppy eyes at me, lips cast in a sexy pout that had me reeling.
Don't Kian! Alarm bells jolted within my head but I flung the warning away. Rather, I held in a frustrated sigh and nodded. "Fine, I'll stay."
"You're a darling!" She giggled, an excited expression on her face. With a smile, she requested I switch off the lights. I did and retreated to the sofa. Resting her feet on my thighs, Jadesola laid horizontally on the plush cushion.
She clicked play and the movie began. As we watched, her feet nudged my cock sometimes, my hard-on pressing against the cotton material. Fuck, I shifted, unable to tell whether she did it on purpose. To be certain, I glanced at her, the soft light emanating from the tv detailing her facial features. There was no smirk present. She appeared engrossed in the movie.
I ignored the pulsing in my groin and resumed watching. Eleven minutes in, the main character, Massimo, a black haired guy was getting his cock sucked by a plane assistant. His face was contorted in a pained mask, seemingly in the throes of pleasure. For a moment, I wondered if that was how I looked when I orgasmed. I hoped the fuck not.
"That lady is so lucky! Imagine getting face fucked by a hot mafia man," the tempting woman beside me exclaimed.
Sigh. I said nothing, wishing I could get up and rid myself of my balls that were becoming increasingly blue.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"Getting fucked by a man? No, thanks, I'm good." I knew I sounded grouchy but there was no helping it. My fellow man was getting his dick sucked and here I was, watching while mine ached.
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On His Terms
Romance"You can have me, Kian," I whispered, elation that my plan was coming into play, making my voice low. "Are you sure? Because you don't know, Jade. You," a deep groan escaped him, the rumble of his words vibrating against the arch of my throat, "don...
