Love met in the wrong place

SAMANTHA LILY ADAMS

Beautiful honey eyes that happens to keep me a prisoner of them because mostly they make me feel warmer because they always reminds me of summer.

I feel a small anxiety attack run down me while I glance at Kai standing right there with his sister on the other side of the call.

I nod my head at his request and he grins at me flashing his white teeth at me. I hold my breath because I am scared as I speak on the phone.

"Talk you to later Abby, bye take care and I love you," I say and then hang up the phone not even waiting for the person on the other side who I know pretty well isn't Abby to answer.
I feel like I am caught red-handed doing something that I shouldn't.

I put my phone down and stand up and walk to Kai.
"Who was that on the phone?" He takes my hands in his and asks me casually.

"My friend Abby from America." I lie and he nods.

"Well, I need you for a second." He says. "Let's head to my office." He says and I nod.
He let go of my hands and then led me to his office.

We walk in and he closes the door with a lock before he pulls me close to his body and starts sucking on my skin.

I am taken by surprise because well I wasn't expecting that.

I hold my hand up to the back of his head and grip his short blond hair in my fingers while I relish in his kisses on my skin.

He sucks on my neck before he moves his lips to my lips and then kisses me.

I kiss him back with the same fire passion radiating between us, the type of kiss that has my body devilishly feel and desire the things it has never known of.

He pulls back and then pulls me with him to sit on one of the couches in his office.
He sits down and then pulls me to straddle him as I sit on his lap.

I am wearing a short yellow summer dress even though it's not summer. But nature in this zone it's so damn hard to keep up with it because it's confusing, you just wear what you feel like.

The dress rises on the top but that's is not the least of my worries.

Kai's hands falls on my bare things moving up and down in a swift motion movement on my skin.
I look at him and I smile.

He looks at me and then asks.
"What?"

I shake my head with the same smile on my face. "Nothing."

"Why are you smiling?" He asks again and I let out a giggle.

"Why are you so horny?" I ask and he chuckles.

I love the look and the sound of him chuckling. It sounds so deep and manly and I love it so much he looks so handsome as he throws his head back and cracks a deep laugh. Except that his serious and poker look also does it for me. He looks handsome no matter what.
In small words, everything of this man I am sitting upon his lap does it for me.

"You know sometimes you make me wonder." He says with a handsome boyish grin on his face.

"I make you wonder what?"