by Chloe Grey
Kevin was laying down on his side in his bed, half-naked with his washboards abs and thick chest in full view. He paused the YouTube video he was watching when he saw me, raising his brows.
“Okay, Audrey, what is this?”
I got on the bed and kneeled in front of him, gesturing to the bathrobe knot with my eyes. I bat my eyelashes at him a few times. “Don’t you want to see?”
I had never done anything like this with anyone before. Kevin just awakened something in me.
He placed his laptop on the nightstand and reached for me. Slowly, he undid the knot, and I pulled apart the bathrobe as seductively as I could.
“Mhmm,” he said as the robe slid off my body. Mhmm was certainly not the response I’d hoped for. Maybe a Holy shit, wow! would have been more appropriate. He looked me up and down before settling back on my eyes. “This is very nice, Audrey, but I’d much rather see you naked.”
I grunted, the fantasy I had in my head crashing and burning to the ground. Hope for the best, anticipate the worst, and expect something in between was one of my mother’s favorite sayings. And now I have my mother in my mind at the worst possible moment.
“Fine. Just take it off me then.”
He reached forward and ran a thumb across my lower lip. “See? You’re always moody as hell.”
Before I could retort something back, he leaned forward and kissed me, forcing me on my back.
I clutched his sides and his hands rolled underneath him, cupping my breasts as his tongue danced with mine.
He stopped kissing my lips and trailed featherlight pecks down the side of my neck. “If you expect me to tell you how beautiful you are...” His warm lips sucked on the sensitive spot right above my right collarbone making me gasp in surprise and arch my back. “...every time you show that sexy body of yours, I’d prefer to say it when there is nothing covering your body.”
His lips were back on mine again, brushing lightly, kissing me with teasing pecks, his blue eyes bright. “You’re beautiful, Audrey.” He inhaled deeply. “And you smell so fucking addicting.”
Kevin’s hands reached around me, unclasping my bra which shouldn’t be called a bra at how much skin it failed to cover. Once my ‘bra’ was thrown aside, his thumbs hooked around my panties, sliding them down my legs.
“Much better,” he breathed out, sitting up and staring at my glistening sex.
“Your turn,” I said, my voice so hoarse and unrecognizable to me.
“Come on, do it yourself.”
Feeling like I was a trance, I sat up and reached for his pants, undoing his button and pulling down his zipper. Kevin straightened his legs and I pulled his pants off. His underwear came off next, revealing his thick and hard cock, curving all the way to his navel.
“Here,” he said, handing me the condom. “Put it on me, babe.”
Sucking in a breath, I ripped the packet open and rolled the condom over his impressive length, looking up at him when I was done.
“What do you want to do?” he asked me, bringing a hand to my face and stroking my cheeks. He was so tender and gentle with me I felt like tearing up. It had been way too long.
“Anything you want,” I told him, stroking his cock as he stroked me.
He raised a dark brow, and I fidgeted after a couple of seconds.
“Okay, not anything. I told you before I’m not comfortable with any butt stuff, but other than that...” I shrugged. “I’m all yours.”
He nodded slowly. “Okay. Get off the bed.”
I obeyed, and he sat on the edge of his bed, placing a pillow on the floor. “Kneel on the pillow and give me the best blowjob you have ever given.” He talked to me in a commanding, firm voice like he was giving out orders in the office. It was such a fucking turn on.
I did as he asked, commanded, setting my knees on the soft pillow. Making sure our gazes were firmly locked together, I held his thick cock with one hand, and with my other, I gripped his heavy balls, drawing a low growl from him.
With excitement coursing through my veins and with my heart thumping in my ears, I leaned forward and extended my tongue, running it along the underside of his length.
“Fucking hell, Audrey.” I could see his eyes glazing over and his biceps flexing. He was really loving this. “That feels good.”
I withdrew my tongue and relishing the vanilla. “I prefer tasting your cum than this flavored shit.”
He nodded, his breaths growing heavier by the second.
I rolled off the condom, placing it on top of his bedside table and went back to his cock, lubricating his whole length with my tongue before I took him in, pushing his length into my mouth, deeper and deeper until my gag reflex started to act up. I was disappointed because, just like before, I only could take in a little more than half.
Kevin didn’t seem to mind though. He tossed his head back and moaned out something inaudible. Watching him drove me on. Hollowing my cheeks, I bobbed my head, taking his cock in and out of my mouth, my hand still pumping his base and the other still kneading his skin.
“That’s it, babe. Christ, I’m going to cum.”
I didn’t want him to cum yet, so I stopped pumping him and slid his length out, sucking on his crown and lapping the salty pre-cum that oozed out of his slit.
Kevin was having none of it. He took the initiative and pumped himself off. With a groan of my name, he was off the edge and hot ropes of cum spurted out of his cock and into my mouth.
I swallowed most of it. The rest... well, he can clean it up himself for not warning me. But he did warn me, and it was my fault for keeping him on the edge to torture him a little. I would clean it up later.
“How was it?” I asked him even though I already knew the answer. One look at his face and there was no doubt that he loved it.
In response, he lifted me onto his bed and laid me flat on my back before his lips crashed on mine. I parted my lips in a happy sigh and his tongue slipped in and did its magic.
“Kev,” I gasped when he broke the kiss. My lower back came off the mattress as he licked his way to my breasts, paying special attention to both of my erect nipples.
“Yes, baby?”
“Fuck me now. Please.” I didn’t mean to beg, but I would reach orgasm at this rate, and it would be such a disappointment if he wasn't in me when I did.
His fingers found my clit and I couldn’t take it anymore. “Please,” I gasped, feeling tears pooling at the edge of my eyes.
“You’re so wet for me, babe. So fucking ready.”
“Kev, please—”
I moaned when his lips sought mine again, and then whimpered when he thrust his hips, penetrating his cock into me all the way to its hilt. The force of his thrust made me moan even louder. I rocked my hips against his, loving the fullness of him inside me.
You would think his length would deflate a little bit after an intense orgasm but nope. Not Kevin, not the sex god.
Everything felt fucking amazing. From the way his tongue stroked against mine, the way his cock hammered in and out of me, the feel of his muscled chest, his perfect six pack, the way he smelled, the way he tasted, his delicious moans and groans.
I knew from that moment on, I would never be as satisfied with any other man than with Kevin Bond. Making love with him was as addictive as alcohol—no, more so. None of the past ten guys I had been with could match him, not even close, and I was certain no other man ever would. He had the potential to be my Mr. Perfect, the man who would fulfill me, the man who I would grow old with. He was so perfect, so gentle and lovely and... everything. He knew my body as well as I did, fucking me the right amount of ferocity to make me go over the edge faster than I ever had in my life.
I came with a scream, and Kevin swallowed it, still kissing me like it was his last days on Earth. I arched my back as my inner walls tightened and squeezed around his cock, and then he came too. His cock jerked, and his cum spilled into me in huge bursts, filling my soul up. I milked him for everything he was worth. Sec
onds passed, days—at least that was what it felt like—and then it was all over. He fell limp on top of me, our limbs tangled, our sweat mingling, both of us panting and heaving as our orgasms faded out.
“Audrey,” Kevin whispered. Our lips touched, and I could feel the vibration of his voice traveling through me as he talked, along with the pounding of his heart against my chest. I had no doubt he could feel mine too.
“Yes?”
“Why is there a condom on my table?” He looked at me. “Did we buy two?”
Oh. “No...”
He pulled out of me and looked at his cock. “Shit.”
Kevin rolled off me and jumped out of bed, clutching his hair with both hands. “Shit, shit, shit.”
“It’s fine, Kev.”
He threw his hands up. “How is that fine, Audrey? I just came in you. There is—“
“I’m on the pill,” I told him.
He stopped pacing and looked at me. “You are?”
“Yes.”
“Thank, fuck.” I watched him inhale and exhale, sweat rolling down his abs.
I patted the spot beside me. Kevin sighed and settled next to me. I laid my head on his shoulder, breathing in his scent.
We laid like that for a couple of minutes in silence. Not that I minded it as much anymore. The awkward silences with Kevin were getting less awkward day after day as I got to know him better.
“Babe?”
“Hmm?” I had almost drifted off to sleep. My eyes were so damn heavy, so I didn’t bother opening them. It felt comfortable like this, laying on his strong shoulder and his comforting arm wrapped around me.
“Do you want kids?”
“Yeah,” I said. “I always wanted them. Not now, of course, but definitely when I get older and have my shit figured out.’
“How many?”
“At first, one. I always dream of having my own daughter who is like a mini-me, but an upgraded version. Then I thought she might be lonely, so having a son doesn’t seem like a bad idea.”
“How about another daughter? You seem to like girls more.”
“Two mini-mes would be hell. Trust me.”
He chuckled and pulled me closer, his lips on the side of my head.
“How about you?” I asked him, curious of his answer.
He shook his head. My heart dropped. “No. Well, I don’t know honestly. Having a child scares the shit out of me.”
“Me too,” I told him. “But it would be worth it.”
“There’s one thing I’m confused about.”
I nuzzled against his neck, my eyes still closed. “Yeah ?”
“You were so adamant about never getting into another relationship, yet you want kids. Those things don’t add up.”
“I plan to go to a sperm bank.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.”
“Have you considered adoption?”
I shook my head, or I barely did it. “I want my child or children to be of my own flesh and blood. It’s selfish, I know. But I want them to be mine.”
Silence again. A minute passed. Two. I almost reached dreamland when I felt Kevin move.
“Babe?”
“Hmm?”
“Do you still have reservations about us? From what you had said in the drug store, you weren’t very convinced.”
I opened my eyes. “I just hate when you hide things from me, Kev. I really hate it. I want us to be open with each other about everything and anything. That’s what pissed me off.”
“You didn’t answer the question.”
I sighed. “I don’t know. I can’t say. But one thing's for certain.” I straightened up and looked him in the eye. “The damage is already done, and I’m attached to you. I can’t leave you, not after everything, especially tonight. And that terrifies me.”
He tilted my head and kissed me. Softly and gentle this time, with no tongue action. Just lips to lips, soul to soul. My heart fluttered.
“Don’t worry, babe.” Why does Kevin’s voice need to be so fucking smooth and sexy? It was an instant turn on. “I’ll clear all your doubts soon. You’ll see.”
“I would very much appreciate if you would stop hiding things from me. It hurts, Kev. It makes me feel like you don’t trust me.”
“I trust you. It’s just—” He shook his head. “It doesn’t matter. My personal problems won’t affect our relationship, okay? I’m happy with the way things are now.”
“Okay,” I whispered, closing my eyes again. “You know, maybe we should try different positions. We’ve literally fucked the same way every time. A blow job from me and then you end up on top of me.”
He shrugged and I moved with him. “I don’t mind all the positions crap. As long as I’m inside you, I’m fine with anything.”
“Okay.”
“Audrey.” I felt his hand sliding up my arm and caressing my cheeks. “I want to make you happy. You deserve it after all you’ve gone through.”
I smiled. “I want to be happy too.”
“You will be.” Kevin exhaled deeply. “I promise.”
He moved away, and I opened my eyes.
“Sleep,” he said, hopping out of the bed and locking his door. He flicked off the light switch, and a moment later he was in bed with me again.
I sighed happily and lay on my back. Kevin had one bed, but he owned three pillows for some reason. I took one and slid it under my head, and he hoarded the rest.
I turned on my side so he could cuddle with me. My lips twitched when I felt his still rock hard cock against my ass. I was so tired, but I would go for round two if he wanted it. Anything for him.
“Babe?” His breath was hot against the back of my neck.
“Hmm?”
“Move in with me. I want us to take the next step in our relationship.”
“Kev, you do realize we live together, right?”
“No, you know what I mean. Move in here. I want your stuff on my table, your clothes in my closet, your toothbrush in the same cup holder as mine. And most importantly, I want to wake up seeing you every single day.”
I nodded. “Okay.”
“Okay? Just like that?”
“You live ten feet away, not ten miles. It’s not a big move, and I’m more than happy staying with you.” I opened my eyes and cringed even though Kevin couldn’t see it. “And Zane snores, so you’ll be an improvement.”
He laughed, sending warm shivers through me. “In the future, once I get my own place, will you move in with me?”
“We’ll see.”
“Okay. Get some rest now. Tomorrow will be a busy day. At least the weekend is near. I want to take you to some nice places, maybe catch a couple of movies. And then there is Jessica’s wedding too. We can—”
I didn’t hear much more. I dozed off to dreamland, feeling the slow rhythm of his rising chest, shivering as I felt the warmth seeping into me, radiating through my skin and coating me better than any comforter ever could.
Chapter 26
I woke up to the sight of Kevin Bond’s glorious nude ass. I suppressed a giggle as I watched him check himself out in front of his large standing mirror, oblivious to my stares.
I thought I took long in front of mirrors, but Kevin checked himself out for a full five minutes before he moved to his closet, fishing out his clothing for the day.
“The suit looks great on you,” I spoke up as he studied himself in the mirror again, adjusting his tie and looking like a delicious meal in a charcoal gray suit.
“Had a good night sleep?” he said, without turning his back.
I smiled. “Yeah.”
“You can relax for a moment. I’ll go make breakfast.”
I stretched and climbed out of bed, well aware that I was nude and the air was freezing cold. “Let me help you. You promised to teach me how to cook.”
“I didn’t. But sure.”
“Let me get ready first.” I walked past him and opened the door. “I’ll be quick!” I called over my shoulder as I
hurried to my room. I wasn’t used to running around the house without clothes.
Zane was back home, snoring with drool dripping down from the corner of his lips. I did my morning essentials and went to choose my outfit of the day, still a little wet and with one towel wrapped around my hips and another on my head.
I hadn’t hung the new clothes Kevin had bought for me yet, so after a bit of fishing, I settled on a short-sleeved white blouse that had a large bow at the front which I thought was cute. Since Kevin also bought me suits, I gave my look some personality. I chose a dark red suit jacket to go along with the blouse and matched it with a dark red skirt, finishing my look with a bit of makeup and styling my hair into a side ponytail. I did everything within five minutes, turning around when I heard Zane shifting in his bed.
He groaned and opened his eyes.
“Hey, sleepyhead,” I said, giggling when he furrowed his brow and rubbed his eyes.
“Cookie?” he muttered, squinting his reddish eyes at me. His voice was deep and unnatural again. “Is that you?”
I wanted to roll my eyes. Was he so hungover he couldn’t recognize his best friend?
“Who else would it be?”
“You look...” he struggled to find the right word. “Different.”
“Really?” I resisted the urge to look at the mirror. “Is that a good or a bad thing?”
“Good.” He groaned again and sat up. “You look better. More mature.” He grabbed his phone and activated the selfie camera, his lips dropping when he noticed the state of his fringe. “I like the suit on you. Makes you look all business-like and shit. Kevin bought it for you, right?”
“Yeah.”
I debated whether to chew his head off for relapsing and smoking in the apartment last night. He had quit cigarettes cold turkey two years ago. Why would he start smoking again? Did Jason have anything to do with it?
He tossed his phone away and straightened, dangling his legs at the edge of the bed while he studied me. “Had a good night?”
I decided not to scold him for his lapse in judgment. Maybe later, not now when Kevin was waiting for me outside.
“Yes.”