He hums a sound that tells me yes, so I grab my dick and stroke.
“Keep going,” I say. “Eat me like it’s your favorite thing to do, Aliko.”
His nails dig into my skin so harshly there will be marks, but he listens. He laps at my hole with his warm tongue, sliding the tip inside. His movements are faster, and his moans get louder and more erratic with each movement.
“Fuck, Aliko—I’m coming.”
My dick erupts, cum splattering on my stomach. It’s a miracle there’s any left in there after last night.
My orgasm hits hard and fast; subsiding after a few long and pleasurable seconds. I look down at Aliko. His face is glistening with saliva, and there’s a slightly drunken look in his eye.
“That was good morning sex,” I say with a chuckle.
He laughs too, then lifts himself to look down at the mess he made.
“I’m sure the staff are used to it,” I say. “And don’t they all sign NDAs?”
We hold each other’s gaze for a long moment until he starts to laugh.
“It’s not the first time I’ve left cum all over a bed,” he says.
“Oh?” I say, intrigued by what that means.
“I like to jerk off.” He admits it as if it were any other thing to say. Like it’s a normal conversational topic.
I’m amazed at how easy this feels. How normal and natural we are right now. I’ve known the guy only a few weeks, and though I’ve been attracted to him from the very first second I saw him, I didn’t think this would actually happen. Now, here we are.
“Do you have to go?” he asks.
“Unfortunately. I need to meet the crew.”
“Can’t use hanging out with one of the band members as an excuse?” He smiles playfully.
“Nah, I don’t need them thinking anything weird.”
I get up to go to the bathroom and clean myself off. When I get back to the room, Aliko is dressed in a pair of sweatpants and nothing else.
“Fuck, are you trying to keep me here?” He frowns. “You look hot in sweatpants.”
His face lights up. “I just put on something comfortable.”
I grab my clothes, then walk to him. “Well, for future reference, grey sweatpants are slutty pants for men.”
“Really?” he breathes out.
I grasp his chin and kiss him gently. When I pull back, he still looks confused.
“It’s adorable how much you don’t know.” His face falls, but I lean in to kiss him again. “I didn’t mean that in a bad way. You’re new here. You’re doing amazing so far. I’d never know if I didn’t know… But it is cute.”
His face lights up again, and I swear, I’ll never get tired of seeingthatlook on Aliko Anson’s face.
Chapter Seven
Aliko
Leif leaves and the large hotel room is suddenly quiet. Not even the noise of the city below can be heard up here. It’s isolating in a strange way because I know there are people everywhere, but inside this room, I feel alone. It’s more of a physical feeling than anything else, and that’s not something I’m used to.
In the ocean, our home isn’t big. Well, it is big, but compared to us, it isn’t. We sleep in caves next to each other. Another kraken is literally just around the corner at all times. I didn’t like not having privacy there, probably because I couldn’t do what I wanted without getting into trouble. Here, I feel like I want company, like I want someone to be with me, always. Or maybe this is just what missing someone feels like.
