Game Of Seduction

Chapter 5

My hair freely and wildly laid on Kenny's big, puffy King size pillow. I peeked at the clock and saw it was about one  in the morning.

I was exhausted and somewhat sore from Kenny's and I early activities. He now had me in a tight cuddle position. I wiggled out of Kenny's arms and slid off the bed.

"Ouch!" I whispered yelled as I rubbed my elbow. I sat up and looked to see him still fast asleep. Placing my hand on the nightstand I hit the remote and the tv turned on.

"GOOD TIMES! SCRATCHING AND SURVIVING! GOOD TIMES!"

Kenny shot up looking around crazy. He rubbed his eyes as the big tv screen shined brightly.

"Sorry about that."

"It's cool. Where were you sneaking off to?" Kenny reached out for and I climbed back into bed. I sat on his lap as he leaned his head against the headboard.

"I got thirsty and was going to try to find the kitchen."

"That's great, I worked up an appetite. You mind making me a sandwich while you're down there?" Kenny asked as he switched through channels.

"It's Saturday and I don't work on weekends." I said mocking him. Kenny smirked as he climbed out of bed with me in tow.

We made our way through the dark house. The soft whimpers and moans caught us both off guard. Kenny flicked the light on and there on the kitchen counter was a man and woman.

"Oh my God! I'm so sorry!" The woman replied as she attempted to cover herself up.

"Kenny, I hope we didn't disturb you. We'll be heading out now. I'll talk to you later." The man said as he walked out of the kitchen. He held a tight grip on the woman's hand.

"What was that all about?" I asked Kenny as I opened the refrigerator. Kenny took out some cleaning supplies and began to clean the counter space.

"That's just how my dad is. He's always been this way." Kenny shrugged.

I made Kenny and I some food while he fixed some drinks. They turned out to be some alcoholic drinks of course.

"Oh I don't drink." I slid the glass back over to Kenny. He shrugged his shoulders and drunk whatever the brown liquid was.

"You aren't going to ask me why? Normally people ask me why not and treat me like an outcast afterwards."

"No I'm not, to each is own."

"Oh that's good. I hate when people pry and asked a bunch of questions. I shouldn't have to explain why I'm not comfortable doing anything."

Kenny turned to me slowly and squinted his eyes. He grabbed my hand and held it tightly before looking back at me. In the few days I had worked for this man I knew the basics. However, I wanted to know more and would do anything to get him to open up to me.

"Let's go back upstairs and fuck." Kenny said catching me completely off guard. "Are you a sex addict or something?" I asked receiving a deep chuckle from Kenny.

"I'm something and so are you."

His mouth was instantly glued to mine like a vacuum on a rug. The aggressiveness of that combined with his roaming hands was driving me wild.

"I'm going to sex you so good that you're going to forget your name." I said catching Kenny off guard. He ripped my clothes off of me and started handling his business.

Right when I felt the soothing vibration rumbling in my abdominal, he eased between my legs.

He was drilling me uncontrollably. My mouth was wide open but nothing was coming out. My moans were overpowered by our skin slapping together.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I whisper it so low I don't think he hears all he does is speed up. My mind goes over the edge and I can feel myself losing control.

Just when I'm there again he changed positions. He's hovering over me and staring me right in my eyes. There's a slow passionate stroke that I didn't even know could feel this good.

"I love you." Kenny mumbles as he slides in out of me. I'm caught off guard but I can't hide how I'm feeling, "I love you too."

Shadows of us pleasuring each other appears on the Kenny's theatre wall. From where I'm laying our bodies look perfect together.

"Ahhh baby I'-" I release so hard and good I don't warn the arrival in time. I can feel Kenny throbbing inside of me. "Shit! Got damn!" Kenny said as his strokes got sloppy. He slowly laid down on me and placed his head in my neck.

"You're too perfect Toni."