Rrring!! I jump out of bed. Today should be a good day I think to myself. I do 3 res of pushups and sit ups and take a super long shower.
I love showers, do you want to know why? I’ll tell you. Water cascading on my skin with soft peach and orchid smelling lather on my skin reminds me of Ken. Tall, lean and pure hard muscle. They say the darker the berry the sweeter the juice, well Ken is all dark, so you can imagine the taste. You ever feel a pull so great, all you think of when in close proximity is the feeling of his thick plump lips on your neck; and the sweet tingling sensation it sends all the way to your secret place. That’s how I felt around Ken, always, except he never knew or even if he had an inkling he brushed it off. Always. It frustrated the living hell out of me. This shower was no different as I thought of him.
Knock knock… I wrap my towel around myself and get out of my shower. “Who is at my door at this time it’s 8am on a Sunday morning what could they possibly want.” I mutter to myself as I open the door. “How can I…” I do not finish my sentence because I have to look up to see who I am talking to and it’s Ken, I swallow. “Well you can start by letting me in”
“Well fuck me” I mutter as I let him in and subconsciously tighten my towel around my body.
“Actually that’s why I’m here” Ken says.
“To fuck you Naya”
“ You know this pull is real, you know you want this too, we can talk about the rest of this later right now I’ve been up for 3 hours thinking about what you hide behind your borderline slut yet very modest looks ma’am”
“First of I do not dress like a slut, secondly you will in no way aammph” I couldn’t finish my sentence because Ken’s lips were on mind and they were firm yet soft and controlling. I melted.
“See you do want this” he panted and went right back to kissing me. Sensual not harsh just straight pleasure I cannot explain it. Each touch, pause nip suck was perfect, one of his hands were on my waist keeping me firmly against him where I felt him slowly swell. I just couldn’t stop squirming. His other hand was lazily drawing a sort of pattern on my bare thigh and my nerves were on fire. I pulled him closer and bit his bottom lip this made me squeeze my thigh so hard if I was of lighter pigmentation I’d get bruised but at the same time I felt a response from his little guy just as Ken let out a groan, ooh Ken liked some pain this should be fun.
I found myself backed unto the wall and when I tried to push back Ken took my hand pinned them above me and had me immobile. He stopped kissing me to look at me. I looked up at him and my breath hitched yet again his lips looked even sexier swollen, and he had this look on his face: this man was about to devour me
We were both panting when I glanced down, and saw his member forming an impressive tent in his pants.
He moved away. I was disappointed.
“Uh what’s your move here, to leave me all worked up?”
Ken ignored me and started walking to my bathroom. I followed him. “I know I’m hot, but I am not hot enough to render people mute I taunted”
“No you are not but I am.” he said with a smirk as he took of his shirt and the rest of his clothes. He’s right I thought as I took in his magnificent body. I slowly walked over to him and started from his jawline I just touched him following no actual path. My lips followed the path led by my fingers I began to place kisses all over his body.
Ken hissed in pleasure when sucked on his nipples and rolled the tip around my tongue. I heard very sexy moan when I began to leave butterfly kisses on every hard pec on his abdomen whiles casually massaging his dick through his boxers. I stopped my ministrations when I got to his “V”. I straightened looked at him straight in the eye smiled, dropped my towel and walked out of the bathroom.
“Fuck!” I heard Ken cuss, I laughed and quickly walked into my room put on some underwear and some shorts, a sports bra and a tank top It was Sunday and I had a game after all.