by Claire Adams
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We left the restaurant, and I told Kendall I had a large photo album I wanted to show her if she was willing to come back to my house to look at it. She graciously accepted my offer, and we headed off home.
“Have a look, and I’ll make us coffee.” She belonged there with me.
Kendall sat on the couch, her dress rode up her thighs, and I couldn’t help but notice, then she placed the album on her lap and started looking at the pictures in reverse order, she said she wanted to see where I started and not how I came to become me.
“So, when was this last picture taken? Oops, sorry, I forgot. You won’t remember,” she said softly.
“No need to apologize, you are human after all,” I said with a cheeky grin.
As I looked at the pictures, I had a strong sense of my Dad, it was hard to explain, but it made me feel a little uneasy. We continued looking at the pictures, and Kendall told me other stories of her childhood when one of my photo’s related to her past.
“Ah, this one. We did the same, my friends and I built a raft from old plastic drums and went sailing in the lake,” she said pointing at the picture of me and Peter on the water. "But as we were girls. It fell to pieces, and we had to swim to shore,” she said as she laughed. She had a warm smile.
“Well from the look of ours, it didn’t look like it would fall to pieces,” I replied.
“I’m not sure if I should ask, but why is your Dad always with you and not with Peter as well?” Kendall asked as she looked into my puzzled eyes.
“I wish I could answer you, Peter and I have asked ourselves the same question since my accident, and we have no answers either. Peter said I was Dad's favorite, but why I don’t know,” I replied still uneasy about it all.
We arrived at some photos of Dad and the business when it first started, I looked at them and had a little flashback, I could picture my dad yelling at the builders and yelling at me, yet he comforted me after and said he was sorry.
I was puzzled by this, why would he scream at me and then apologize? Was he just in a mood? I had a thought of him, what about if he had been abusive toward me and I had shut this out of my mind? My mind filled with images and thoughts, most of them involved my dad abusing someone, yelling at them or being a bit of a dick.
“I understand what Peter meant now,” I said to myself out loud.
“What’s that?” Kendall asked.
“Peter said I inherited some of Dad’s good bits and also some of his bad parts as well,” I said. “Perhaps I had turned into my dad without realizing."
“It’s possible if you were with him a lot of the time,” Kendall replied.
“But why did he not like Peter? I mean, was there something he did as a kid that Dad didn’t like?” I asked.
I had an image of my Dad, he was playing with Peter, and I was crying at the side of the garden. Then he stopped what he was doing and came to see what I was crying about. I can remember saying Peter is not my real brother, and Dad called him over and spoke to us in turn.
When he spoke to us, he finished by giving us a mighty wallop which started both of us crying. He also said to me he was going to make me tough like him. Was I the weak one and Peter the strong one? I wasn’t sure this was a good answer, why would he leave all the fortune to me?
“I’m feeling a little uneasy, I’m having all sorts of flashbacks and images popping up of my Dad, which don’t make any sense to me,” I said to Kendall. I felt a little unwell.
“It’s okay. We’ll stop looking at the pictures if they are upsetting you and making you feel a little anxious. At least I’m here with you, so you have no need to feel alone,” she said.
Kendall closed the photo album and placed it on the couch, she took hold of my hand and rested her head against my wanting shoulder. I was a little more relaxed, and the thoughts were happily diverted by having Kendall this close to me. Then she stroked my hand, and I placed my arm over her shoulder and pulled her closer into me.
I felt safe with her. She was truly beautiful in every sense of the word.
Chapter 16
Kendall
We had become closer, and the heat from Elijah's perfect body washed over me in waves. His new manly charm was just about to get the better of me. Carnal urges built up inside of me, and it had been a long time since I had felt the touch of a man. I had become nervous and trembled at his hi-touch. I had never made love before with any man. It just hadn't ever seemed right.
Our lips touched, Elijah ran his hands through my long, blonde hair. I leaned forward and flicked the tip of my tongue over his lips, his mouth opening for me. I pressed my tongue deep into his mouth, twisting, and twining and exploring his soft wetness.
I pushed my breasts harder into his chest and caressed his ears with my fingers. Elijah rested his head on the back of the couch as my perfectly manicured nails teased his neck.
I wasn’t the most experienced girl, but I knew what to do and what made a man feel good. What made this feel so much different though was that Elijah was sort of having the same experience, he was vastly experienced, but with his memory loss, he was a virgin all over again like I was.
I moved my mouth to Elijah's neck and softly kissed, I flicked my tongue against his skin and up to his ear. Then my tongue flicked softly over his ear. Elijah’s body was warming to my touch, and mine to his. My pussy felt like it was flowing. I was aroused immediately.
I sat up straight and reached for his shirt buttons, my hair had fallen in front of my face, but I could see him looking at me, he was fixated. I slowly popped open the first shirt button and could see the top of his chest, I then reached and took the second button and popped it open.
“How do you feel?” I asked in a soft, husky voice.
"God, I have never felt better,” he replied with a smile.
I opened the third and fourth buttons and opened his shirt. I could see his defined muscles staring at me. I ran my fingers from his neck down to his chest, while his body tensed with my touch. I ran my nails over his skin softly, like cat claws at a curtain. Then my nails glided over his nipples, and he let out a sigh of appreciation which turned my core on fire.
I turned my back to Elijah. “Can you unzip my dress?” I asked softly as my legs went weaker.
“My pleasure,” he replied as he grabbed me with care.
Elijah slowly unzipped my dress as he placed his lips on my neck, he softly kissed my bare shoulder as my dress slipped toward my waist. I stood and wriggled free from my dress and stood there in my matching bra and panties.
I placed one finger on my bottom lip and ran my other hand over my shapely hips.
“How do I look?” I asked as I stood there before him nervously.
“Hot as hell, you look absolutely hot as hell,” he replied as his arousal grew for me.
I moved back toward the couch and knelt over Elijah. I rested myself on his lap. His cock was hard through his pants, and I wriggled my ass against it in lust. He groaned low in his chest.
I reached behind my back and opened the clasp of my bra and dropped it daintily onto the floor, as I gyrated on his lap. I pushed my breasts toward him. Elijah reached and caressed my heaving breasts, then he supported the weight of them and rubbed my nipples with his thumbs. It was so good as I threw my head back and let out a moan of pleasure.
My nipples started to stand to his touch, and I leaned forward and rested my hands on the back of the couch. Elijah grabbed my breasts and pushed them together. His tongue flicked over my nipples, jolts of pleasure began running through my body. His mouth pressed against my sensitive flesh as he continued to stimulate my ever-hardening nipples with his tongue.
I moaned as pleasure rolled through me.
Elijah looked at me with wanting eyes and placed his hands on my back and pulled me closer toward him. Then my tits covered his face. I continued to gyrate my hips and could feel his cock bulging against my wet pussy. I groaned in an ecstasy that was quickly building inside of me.
> I sat up straight and reached for Elijah’s belt buckle, I stared into his eyes and licked my lips as I gently unbuckled his pants. I grabbed the zipper and slowly pulled it down as his thick shaft twitching, and bulging as it tried to escape from his pants.
I ran my hand across Elijah's abs and teased his belly with the tips of my nails. I slowly slid my hand into the top of his pants and ran my fingers through his finely trimmed pubic hair that surrounded his cock. I slid my hand deeper into his pants and toyed with the wet head of his dick.
“Aagh, God that feels nice,” Elijah murmured under his breath.
I slid my hand deeper into his pants and ran my nails up the length of his hardening cock. He was big, and the thought turned me on to no end.
I imagined him deep into my pussy, stretching me to the limit. I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to free it from the confines of his pants. I'd never wanted anything so much.
I stood before Elijah and grabbed the ends of his pants, I tugged on them, and he wriggled his ass to loosen them from his body. His pants slowly moved across his thick thighs. Then his cock sprang into life and slapped against his belly. It was huge, and I was turned on at the sight of it. I tugged at his pants and Elijah grabbed his cock and started to stroke it as he looked at my breasts, which were covered by my long blonde hair. I dropped his pants to the floor and parted Elijah's legs.
I knelt before him and caressed his balls as he stroked himself. I pushed his hand out of the way and softly wrapped my hand around his cock, and I gazed into his eyes as I started to stroke, his cock bulging and pulsing in my grip.
I pushed my hair over my shoulders and leaned toward his firm erection. I watched his gaze as I flicked my tongue over the slit in the end it. His body quivered as the nerves were teased and tantalized, hopefully shooting tiny spasms through his stomach.
I lowered my head and wrapped my full lips around the head of his cock and softly sucked, his stomach tensed as my warm mouth stimulated the pleasure center. I slowly lowered my head and slid my head down over his cock, and my lips automatically gripped him tightly he pulsed in my mouth.
“Fuck,” Elijah mumbled and grabbed handfuls of my hair.
He pushed my head down on his cock. It completely filled my mouth. I tightened my lips around it more as I sucked deeply and teased the tip with my tongue. He came more and more alive with each stroke of my mouth as I worked him. The salty taste of his precum on my tongue had my body trembling with need. There wasn’t a place on him that I didn’t want to touch.
Elijah lifted my head and looked deep into my eyes. “Now it’s your turn,” he said as he leaned forward and kissed me softly on the lips.
Fuck yes.
I stood, and he slipped his thumbs inside my panties and slowly dragged them to the floor. I was almost embarrassed by how wet I was, my pink panties dark in the front from me leaking so much lubrication.
“How do you want me?” I asked bashfully.
“Sit on the couch and spread your legs,” he replied as his manly grip guided me to the couch. “You’re so beautiful, Kendall. You know that?”
I mumbled something incoherent as I sat and placed my feet on the edge. I rested my head back and opened my legs. Elijah’s hands stroked my thighs gently, the warmth of his lips almost too much as they touched my soft skin.
“I want you so bad,” I mumbled and reached for him, needing to feel the warmth of his mouth against mine before he tongue fucked me.
“Good. You’re going to get me.” He smiled before leaning down and kissing my wet center a few times softly. He ran his tongue over my pussy, and my entire body trembled. His thumbs gently spread the lips of my sex open and my clitoris throbbed in anticipation.
Elijah started to flick the tip of his tongue over my clit, it throbbed and pulsed and sent a warmth flooding into my wet arousal. I grabbed his hair and gently pushed his tongue harder onto me, and the fire inside my pussy spread to the rest of my body.
I moaned loudly.
Elijah licked his fingers and slid them into my hot wet sex, he slid them soft and slow and gradually increased his speed. He moaned as he lowered his head and sucked my clitoris as his fingers thrust deep into me. I arched my back and raised my hips as I grabbed my breasts and squeezed them tightly, my nipples hard to the touch as I fondled them and teased them as Elijah teased and tormented my pussy in passion.
"Fuck, Kendall, you're so wet," he said as he pressed deeper inside.
I grabbed his hair and pulled his head. I didn’t want to come until I had experienced him buried deep inside me.
Elijah stood before me, his large cock just waited to fill me, and take me to a place I had not been before. He was going to be my first.
He stood closer to me and grabbed his cock. He looked at me as he rubbed the head of his cock between my moist pussy lips and over my clitoris, and my body shuddered at his touch.
Elijah leaned forward as his cock spread my pussy lips and entered my pussy filling it to the max. And gasps of breath left my body as I could feel it stretch itself tightly around his large, hot arousal. Elijah started to rock his hips, each time his cock slid deeper into my pussy. I wrapped my legs around his waist and tightened them, my body pulled his cock deeper into me.
"Oh, oh," I continued as he hit my sweet spot.
Elijah thrust his manhood into me, my pussy was on fire and soaked in wetness. I tightened my legs and could feel the strength of his body as his breath deepened and he rammed his erection inside me with gusto.
“Oh, you feel perfect," he said as he held me under him.
I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, I could feel Elijah grab my breasts as his cock rammed into my longing pussy, I raised my hips, and our bodies started to move in a perfect rhythm. I could hear the faint sound of his balls slapping against my body as my juices flowed over his member.
My pussy ached, I could feel I would be close to exploding soon, the heat from my hot center filled my body, my breath had become fast, and my heart raced, and my breasts reached toward Elijah’s golden body as I arched my back.
Elijah leaned forward as he thrust faster, I tightened my grip on his ass and pulled his cock deeper into me. He leaned toward me, and we kissed. I placed my hands on his back and dug my nails into him. I could feel his body react to the pain, but this just made him push in harder. I raised my hips and pumped them as his huge cock filled and pleasured me.
I moaned loudly, my body shaking hard with my release and he worked me hard and fast.
“Nearly there,” he replied in a groan.
Elijah's body thrust faster and faster, I tightened my grip and could feel his body send spasms through his cock as it released his come into my hot and satisfied pussy.
We slumped on the couch and got back our breath, but a feeling swept over me that I had taken advantage of his condition. I shouldn’t have done this. I should go.
I told Elijah I had to get back home to check on Bo because he had been alone all day.
“I’ll drive you,” Elijah replied.
“It’s okay, I’ll grab a cab, you have been drinking,” I answered plainly.
“Alright, but I want you to know I had a great time,” he said.
“Me too,” I agreed.
I had a feeling of remorse for leaving him alone, but what would happen to me if he went back to his old ways? I mean, where would that leave me? I had to try and be realistic.
It would be the hardest thing I would ever do.
Chapter 17
Elijah
I woke up early and hit the gym. I set the running machine for a simple five-mile run. I found myself pounding the mat and all the while hoping I had not ruined anything last night with Kendall.
Things got a little heated and could quite easily have been taken out of context. I just didn’t want her to think I was the person I was before because now I’m a different person who wants to put things right in their life and to make it work no matter what the cost. I had devised a plan, and I had t
o get back into my work ethic mode. I definitely knew that many people were not keen on me from the way I was and this was the first place I had to focus my attention.
I jumped in the car and headed off to work after a hot shower. I had decided to speak to as many people as I could and hopefully make amends for my previous attitude and despicable behavior.
When I arrived, I exited the elevator and headed toward the office. I could see that Kendall was busy behind her desk and I tried to sneak up on her and surprise her.
“Good morning Kendall, how are we today?” I asked in a light manner.
“Good morning Mr. Hanson, I’m quite fine, thank you,” she replied with a quaint smile.
“I hope you had a good time last night, I thoroughly enjoyed it,” I said as I beamed my positive feeling to her.
“It was very nice, and I would love to do it again, but you may not have noticed, we are at work,” she chuckled and winked.
“Oh, yes. I was totally in the moment. Thanks for reminding me,” I said as I headed into my office.
I entered my office and waited for Kendall to bring me my coffee, I would then begin to put my plan into action.
“Here is your coffee good Sir,” Kendall said as she placed the cup on the desk. Her curves looked amazing in her pin-striped dress.
“Thanks, and can you send in the staff from the shipping department one by one? I wish to talk to them,” I replied as my dick grew thick and hard for her.
Yes, no problem, any order, or just how they come?” she asked as she walked toward her desk.
“No, order. Just send Jefferson in first,” I said. I’d hoped my erection would correct itself when she left.
I glanced over the reports from the previous day, everything was ticking along just fine, but there was no reason to become complacent in business, because that is when it all falls apart, so Dad always told me in my memories.