“Mmm, wang-ja-nim!” she moaned.
Standing up, I unbuckled my belt and pants and then removed them.
“What does that shit even mean?” I asked.
“Wang-ja-nim? It means ‘Prince,’ in Korean,” she said.
Snatching my shirt off, I tossed it on the floor beside my pants.
“You want this, wang-ja-nim?” she asked, pushing her fingers inside of herself.
“I’m ‘bout to get with that,” I said, opening my nightstand and removing a condom. “And I’m not a damned prince, but I promise you, I’m a motherfucking king when it comes to this,” I said.
After I’d covered myself, I stood at the edge of my bed and grabbed her by her ankles. Pulling her towards me, I lifted her legs in the air, spread them wide, and dipped down inside of her.
She was tight. Super tight. I hadn’t expected that shit.
Lifting an eyebrow, I checked her demeanor. Her soft, puckered lips formed an “o” shape, and her eyes were closed. The only sounds in the room were a soft “oohing,” noise that she made.
Sliding out to the tip, I took my time easing in and out of her, enjoying how she clenched tightly around me. Silver felt too good, and I didn’t want to rush the process.
It was funny how she’d peeped my game. I was attracted to her, and for the last couple of months, I’d been ignoring it. Hell, it wasn’t the first time that I was attracted to a co-worker or even a subordinate.
But this was the first time that I’d acted on it. And on the real, I wouldn’t have done that shit if Silver hadn’t made a move first. I was always covering my ass, but this time I’d slipped up and slipped in.
I wasn’t gonna worry about that shit tonight. Tonight, I was just gonna enjoy hitting that ass.
“Deo himdeulda! Deo himdeulda!”
“I can’t respond if I don’t understand, Silver,” I panted.
“It means...Harder! Harder!” she cried.
“That, I can do, baby.”
I had no problem complying with that order.
Silver scrunched her face up as she jerked back on her legs, trying to pull them free from my grasp. I wasn’t letting go. My hands tightened around her ankles, and I pushed forward, hitting her harder until she was screaming.
Gradually my pace increased and transitioned from me stroking that ass to me thumping that ass. I could tell when it became too much, and Silver could no longer take the thrashing because she started scooting away from me.
Slowing my pace and the force of my thrusts, I released her legs and climbed onto the bed with her. We remained connected as Silver reached out her arms, welcoming me into her embrace and my body in between her legs.
Lowering my head, I skimmed my lips across hers. We teased one another with slow, sweet kisses until she invited me to explore her mouth with my tongue. Slowly I sunk deeper into the warm depths of her hole and her mouth, allowing myself to get lost in both.
She felt so damn good. Breaking away from her lips, I kissed her chin, slowly making my way down her neck.
Silver arched her back, her pointed nipple grazing my cheek, begging for attention. Turning my head, I flicked my tongue out, slowly circling her swollen nipple before sucking it between my lips.
“Kole!” she hissed, arching up further.
“Is this what you want, baby?”
“Mm-hmm,” she moaned.
Opening my mouth wider, I sucked her breast into my mouth. I took my time loving on it and enjoying the plumpness of it.
My strokes slowed down as my mouth made love to her breast. Lifting my head, I looked down at her; she was so gorgeous. Her eyes were partially opened, watching me.
“Please,” she begged.
“Please what,” I said, slowly moving inside of her.
“Please suck the other one,” she pleaded.
I lowered my head, pulling her other nipple between my teeth and biting down on it. Silver’s mouth opened into an “O,” but no sound came out.
My lips worked her nipple back and forth in a soothing motion before I pulled her breast into my mouth. Her hands clutched the back of my head, pulling me closer to her.
My hand caressed her side, reaching down to grasp her hip as she lifted her leg around me. Our movements were skillfully in sync as though we had choreographed our moves. As I raised, her hips rose to meet me, and when she lowered, I plunged deeper into her treasure.
Silver and I clung to one another, desperately trying to satiate a deeper but basic need. When I pulled back, her hands grasped the back of my head and drew me near to her again.
She welcomed everything that I had to give, never complaining but accommodating my big ass body within her tiny, tight depths. That same docile nature that had bothered me early on made me grateful now. Because no matter the demands that I placed on her body, she answered accordingly and never gave me less than her best.
Determined to please her, I attended to her body. Rubbing her legs, kissing, and biting her nipples, fondling her breasts, caressing her hips, stroking her walls, and searching her eyes for what she wanted from me. I answered and fulfilled every request with gentle and soft touches.
I was giving her everything. Being damned good to her until she was shivering underneath me, moaning my name. But even then, I didn’t ease up on my attentiveness until tears were streaming from her eyes, her mouth wide open and I was emptying my seed into the condom.
“Wang! Wang!” she cried out.
I covered her mouth with mine; my movements were slowly coming to a stop. And when I finished, I peered into her face and asked, “Wang?”
“King.”
CHAPTER 14 – SILVER
I’d woken up around two in the morning, according to Kole’s clock on his nightstand. Moving to the edge of the bed, I prepared to grab my clothes and head upstairs to my place. I hadn’t been there the night before. I knew Bear’s bowls were full, and the person I paid to walk him sometimes had picked him up from the doggie daycare the evening before. She had even walked him before taking him back to my place.
However, I still knew he was lonely without my presence in the apartment. That wasn’t something he was used to.
But Kole’s massive, muscled arm wrapped around me and dragged me back to him in the bed. I mean, the man pulled me with no problem at all as though I were a loaf of bread. Nuzzling his nose against the back of my neck, he’d kissed me there and, in a sleep-laden voice, whispered, “Stay.”
That simple command sent something through me that I hadn’t felt in quite some time.
This man was making it hard to fight the attraction I had toward him that was growing stronger. The more time I spent around him, the more I wanted to be there. And now, without having time to sort through those feelings, we’d further complicated them with sex.
Rather than fighting those feelings or exploring what any of it meant, I’d nestled closer to him, closed my eyes, and drifted off to sleep again.
His alarm clock had gone off at five-thirty in the morning. I was content to drift back off to sleep, but his hand between my thighs let me know that wouldn’t be happening. Rolling over onto my side to face him, I was caught off-guard with an unexpected kiss.
But rather than starting something else with me, he hopped from the bed and headed to the shower. I knew I needed to get up and head upstairs, but I just needed ten more minutes of sleep.
Ten minutes turned into an hour when Kole bounced on the bed and shook me gently from a deep sleep.
“Hmmm?”
“Come on; we’ve got a big day ahead of us.”
“Not ready to face that kind of day,” I muttered.
“I know, but trust me. It’ll be fine.”
“Mm-mm,” I moaned.
“Come on; I’ve fixed breakfast.”
Lifting an eyebrow and peering one eye open, I asked, “You cook?”
“Yeah. Pretty damned good at it, too,” Kole said, wearing a cocky grin.
“Mm-hmm.”
“Silv
er, move that ass before I tap it,” he ordered, shaking me again. “Come on and eat. After breakfast, I need to get dressed and get to the station.”
For the first time, I peeled both eyes open and glanced at him. He wore nothing but a towel around his midsection.
“You cooked like that?”
“Yeah, what’s wrong with this?”
“Nothing, I guess,” I said, stretching and yawning.
“I didn’t want my clothes smelling like fried or baked foods,” he said, getting off the bed.
“Fried? You’ve got something fried in there?” I asked, pushing up from the bed and pressing onto the palms of my hands propped behind me.
“You’ve gotta come see. I’m not telling,” Kole said, waltzing out of the bedroom.
“Unfair!” I called out as I tossed the covers aside and swung my legs over the bed.
I looked around for my clothes. Spotting my dress on the floor, I snatched it up. But before I could put it on, I heard Kole shout my name.
Stretching, I walked to the kitchen.
“What?”
“Lazybones, come on and eat,” he said, as I began to step into my dress.
“I’m not lazy,” I replied, bending down to pull it up.
“You won’t need that for breakfast,” he said, walking up and pushing my dress back down to my feet.
Throwing my arms around his neck, I accepted the kiss he gave me.
“Why not?” I asked just before he mushed his lips against mine again.
“Because,” he said, lifting me and walking us to the breakfast nook. “That shit gets in the way.”
“Of what?” I asked as he sat down on one of the chairs.
“Of this?” he said, shoving his towel open and sliding me down his dick.
My head fell back, and I almost came on the spot. Damn, he felt so good.
“Ahhh!” I moaned as he buried himself inside of me.
Kole slowly kissed the side of my neck, working his way to my shoulder as he ground inside of me. Large hands held my butt cheeks firmly in the palm of his hand, keeping me stable. The chair made loud, squeaking noises from our weight as he pushed up inside of me.
Shifting in his lap, I moved my legs around his back. Clamping them tightly around him, I pressed the heels of my feet into the chair.
“Hold still,” I cautioned.
I learned the night before that he respected my pompoir skills.
Squeezing my pubococcygeus muscles, I pulsed along his shaft as he struggled to hold still.
Kole’s eyes squeezed tight, and he licked his bottom lip, while I gently rippled pulses up and down him in rhythmic motions. Using my muscles, I alternated between pushing, pulling, and twisting his penis inside of me.
His breathing slowed and quickened, interchanging with my movements. Just watching the power that I had over him play out in the expressions of his face caused me to rock closer to my orgasm.
Kole’s big palms gripped the sides of my face as he crushed my mouth under his, pouring into our kiss a depth of emotion he’d never shown. I returned the kiss with all the passion bridled in me.
Lifting me, he stood from the chair, slowly stroking me as he walked to the kitchen wall opposite the refrigerator. Pushing my back against the wall, he began pummeling me. My fingers dug deeply into his shoulders as I worked to hold on.
Loud, hiccupping cries erupted from me as the orgasm hit. “I...I’ve gotta cum, Kole.”
“Come on, baby, come on!” he growled, his teeth bared, forehead creased as his eyes narrowed.
Kole’s nostrils flared, and his dark skin had a thick coat of sweat on it as he picked up his pace. I swear he looked as if he were going to war. And perhaps he was because my body felt the impact of being on the battlefield.
Soon after I came, Kole was right behind me. And thank God he was because I wasn’t sure how much more my body could take. I was sore from the tip to the top.
Resting his forehead on the wall beside where my head rested, his sweat dripped down my body. He held me firmly in his hands, and my legs and arms wrapped tighter around him.
Damn, it felt so good being connected with him like this. Was it too soon? I wasn’t sure, but I decided to enjoy the moment.
It took a few seconds before he gathered his breath again.
“Damn,” he mumbled, slowly releasing me.
“What?” I asked after he’d kissed my lips.
“Now I gotta shower again. See what you made me do?” Kole asked, tapping me on the behind as I walked by him to the stove where I could see the breakfast he’d prepared.
“Um, excuse me, Mr. Smith, I didn’t walk in this kitchen asking you to take out your frustrations on my ass,” I laughed, grabbing a plate from the two he had stacked on the counter.
“Yes, the hell you did. Walking around my apartment naked like that, what the hell you thought was gonna happen?”
“Well, as I recall, I was in a certain someone’s bedroom getting dressed before that certain someone shouted my name like there was a fire. So, I ran to see what that certain someone needed and got attacked.”
“Your ass liked it,” he said, coming behind me and bending to kiss me on the side of my neck.
“I did,” I purred with a pleased smile. “What do we have here?” I asked.
“Frittatas and a tropical smoothie bowl.”
“What’s in the smoothie bowl?”
“Banana, mango, pineapple chunks, and almond milk.”
“Yuck, sounds healthy,” I complained.
“It is...and delicious. Now try it. Because if you’re gonna hang with me, you’re gonna have to be in shape,” Kole said, smacking my butt again.
“Oh, is that right?”
“Damned straight. Told your ass last night if we did it, there was no going back.”
I laughed. I liked the possibilities Kole was presenting.
CHAPTER 15 – SILVER
Maybe Kole and I had two different opinions on what “there’s no going back” meant. Because for the last two days he’d ignored me. I was trying hard not to let it get underneath my skin. I mean, we were both professionals, right?
So, I understood his need to keep the boundary lines in place at work. The strange part was I’d been working out of his office almost every day for two months pre-sex. Now, post-sex, it seems I had no invite, and he kept the door closed.
I had chosen not to attend the meeting he had with the executive management team, but I had expected some communication from him. When we were in the same room, whether it was the break room or conference room, he wouldn’t even look at me. Forget eye contact.
The first day back to work, I’d gone back to my apartment after breakfast and taken care of Bear. After showering and getting dressed, I’d walked to work. The second day it was more of the same, and I took an Uber to work. Stopping by his office that evening, I found that he was on a phone call.
He’d looked up at me expectantly, and when I asked about a ride, he’d said he wouldn’t be getting out until late. Then he’d told me that when he finished, he was going out with the fellas.
Two straight days of rejection was all that I needed. There would be no begging or me throwing myself at Kole’s feet.
Sure, I had come on strong, which was opposite of my normal nature, but after the way, we’d come together, and he hadn’t wanted me to leave, I thought the dynamic between us was changing. Not to mention, he’d said as much in the words he spoke about “not going back.”
On the third day, my head was bent over some reports when I heard laughter from behind me. I glanced casually over my shoulder to see Claire and Kole coming out of his office. He pulled his door closed and turned around and said something to her.
She leaned in towards him, her hand resting on his arm. He lowered his head and said something in a low tone. Low enough that I couldn’t hear.
They turned and began walking away, but Claire stopped in her tracks. Looking over her shoulder at me, she said, “Hey, Silver. C
an you make sure that you turn those reports in tonight? I’ll be checking for them whenever I get home. Thanks.”
Kole stood by her side, his head bent down as he scrolled through his phone.
My heart began sinking as my imagination went wild, conjuring up what the two of them were about to get into.
Turning around in my chair, I lowered my eyes back to the reports in front of me. I was one of the last remaining staff members in the office. And it looked as if it were going to be a long night.
I blinked back tears as I wondered if I’d made a fool of myself. Was Kole planning on working his way through the office, and he’d started with me? Or had he already started with someone else, and I was just another notch?
I briefly wondered if this was how Ryan felt when I’d brushed him off after our one-night stand at Christmas. The only difference was I kicked him out of my bed and apartment right away, and he hadn’t seemed to mind.
No, this couldn’t be the same. I enjoyed Kole, and for Ryan and me, it was no more than drunken sex.
Who spent Friday nights in the office instead of out partying and drinking with friends or having wild sex with a big, hot sexy man?
Me. That’s who.
So back to the reports it was.
THE STRANGE NOISE PULLED me from my sleep, and I lay there for a few minutes before it entered my mind that it was the doorbell. I scrunched my face up and squinted at the clock on my nightstand.
Eight minutes after one.
What the hell was going on? I wondered as I slipped my hand underneath my pillow and stretched.
When I heard it again, I sat up and threw my covers off me and dropped my feet onto the floor. Bear snored softly in his sleep on his bedding on the floor at the foot of my bed. I guess I couldn’t rely on him to be a watchdog.
Shoving my feet into my slippers, I grabbed the little robe on the chair beside my bed and slipped my arms inside.
I yawned again as I made my way to the front door, wondering what was going on. Peering out the peephole, I flattened my back against the door and pulled my hand down my face.
I groaned, thinking about that saying that Kesha always repeated.
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