The Love of Lust

The Love of Lust (Part 6)

The next morning Kim and the other girls woke up in beds, and couches. But how did they get there? Between the head splitting aches and the throw up on the floor Kim concluded that they must've all been drunk the night before. Plus Everyone had on fancy dresses so it must've been a club in the mix somewhere, but how'd they get back into the house for Christ sake!? Did someone drive!? She turned the her dresser noticing a glass of water and some Advils with a note accompanying it. The note read
"You'll need this when u wake up- Dylan"

Instantly everything came back to her! The confession she had given him, and the drunk girl in the line but most importantly them dancing. Rubbing up bodies and groping, and touching. The memory of them dancing all night long was enough to warm her body up so much that she had to hop into the shower to cool down. Ugh! She was a drunken mess last night, how could she face Dylan today? Should she even go for her run with him?

As she walked down her stairs, after getting dressed she decided against the run today. She needed to rid herself of this hangover first anyway. This is why she didn't drink. Instead she made breakfast for herself as well as the women sleeping in her bed. While she scrambled her eggs she heard the door bell ring. Figuring it was the mail man dropping off her package she made a quick zip line for the front door. As she swung the door open in excitement she saw a man with no shirt on, glistening abs, and a pair of grey sweat shorts with running shoes on. What a man. What a man. What a mighty good man. Dylan.
"Hey, no run today?" He exclaimed
She froze.

Ugh! Who told her to make breakfast in a bra, shorts and a robe? Once he realized what she had on it was like his eyes were glued there. And his gaze was filling up with so much heat that it was beginning to sear her skin. Her breathing quickened as he began to step closer. And she hadn't realized how long they had been standing there just staring at each other until...
"BITCH, what are you burning in here!?" Her sister screamed.

"fuck" she mumbled, and ran off into the kitchen with Dylan on her heels. Whenever he got that close he clouded her mind and it was like she was never aware of what was going on around her! She hated it! Focus Kim, focus you dummy! She told herself.

"Oh now I can see why you forgot about the breakfast, Hey Dylan." Kim's sister winked at her. Dylan chuckled, throwing a quick good morning to her sister in the process. Oh how Kim just wanted to smack that chuckle right out of his fine ass. The food was burnt and it was all his fine ass fault!

**HEY GUYS IM BACK! I promised y'all I would update. Never mind that it took years literally but tell me how you guys like it! I think Kim needs to stay strong, at least for right now. Vote, Comment, I love reading them and replying so have fun guys! Till next time**