5 Kimber
I wish the lighting was better. Or I was a little bit drunker so I could forget how fucking crazy I sound.
Make me forget his name.Yeah, I’m covered in red flags right now. Rich didn’t ask for all this drama this late in the night.
Instead of pushing me off, or insulting me, he just cocks his head. The lights are behind him, making that pale blond hair almost white, and the violet of his eyes nearly black. He presses the tip of a finger against me, and I rock into his hand.
I don’t care if it’s shameless. I don’t care if this will make us awkward or if it’s a bad idea. My body is needy right now, needy for him.
And I’m already in his bed, so… he doesn’t have to persuade me into anything. Iwanthim.
Rich shifts, leaning in until his forehead presses against mine, pushing me back further into the pillows. “I can make you forget your name if you want, Dreamer.”
Dreamer.
It’s a stupid nickname, but it’s familiar, and it makes me sink into the comfort Rich doesn’t even know he provides. I tilt my head, capturing his lips with mine, and kiss him.
I’ve never kissed Rich before, but his lips take over mine as he shifts, pressing a finger into me as he plays with my clit, and I moan into his mouth. Fuck, its nice having a guy that knows how to use his hands.
Wrapping my arms around his neck, I deepen the kiss. The drowsiness is gone along with the nausea, and right now I just need to feel him inside me.
Anything to drown out the noise in my head.
He shifts, and I copy him to try and get my hand down and around his cock. If I were at the club I’d expect a ton of foreplay before someone fucked me, but right now my brain’s not working as I eagerly help him get his cock free and he adds another finger to my dripping pussy. I’m so damn wet right now it’s almost embarrassing.
Rich breaks the kiss, leaning back to look into my eyes. “I have to get a condom.”
“And toys,” I tell him, and his fingers slow inside me. “You have to have something here if you run a sex company. Please. You can use anything on me.”
He groans. “Kimber-”
“I mean it,” I say seriously, my hand finally wrapping around his cock. That makes him moan too. “I know what I’m doing. I’m fully aware. Just make me feel good.”
He drives his fingers deep into me once, making my head knock back at the sudden force, and my pussy tries to grip onto his fingers before he pulls free. I’ve only stroked his cock a few times before he moves away. “Wait. Have some patience.”
The idea of waiting right now makes me want to scream, but I sit back and watch as he moves across the room, back to that chair he was sitting at. He opens one of the cabinet doors, but it’s too dark to see what he’s searching for.
While he grabs stuff, I tear off my shirt, dragging my fingers through the little knots in my hair. I’m fully awake now, and since I gave him nothing to go on, I’m curious what he’ll grab for me.
I sit up and scoot until my back hits the headboard, opening my legs and bending them at the knees before I reachdown and start fingering myself. My eyes move to the ceiling as my chest heaves, vaguely noticing that there are hooks up there above the bed.
Interesting.
I can hear Rich moving through the silent room as he heads back. My eyes finally drop as he approaches the bed, opening the condom as he watches me finger myself.
For a moment, disappointment hits me, and I don’t fully understand why. I wanted a taste, but if he doesn’t expect me to -
He spits into his hand, working his palm down his length, and it breaks the rhythm I have stroking myself. He doesn’t ask me for anything, just watches me with careful eyes. His gaze is so intense I squirm under it as he slides the condom down his dick, and I watch how much of it the latex doesn’t cover.
Then he nods to me, pointing to the bed in front of him like it’s a challenge. I can almost hear it in his voice when he speaks. “Hands and knees.”
I’m too turned on to care about the command, scrambling over to kneel in front of him with my knees wide. It gives him easy access, and I can’t help wondering if Rich is an ass man. I’m not really prepared for anal, but if he’s into that I can work with it.
He grips my hips then, adjusting me just a little, and I’m buzzing with anticipation when I feel his cock settle at my pussy. It hasn’t been that long since I last had sex, but sex that makes me shake with desire? That doesn’t happen very often.
Rich leans over me, kissing the space between my shoulder blades as one of his hands disappears. “You won’t want to think of anyone’s name but mine, Dreamer.”
“Fuck!” I scream, his cock slamming into me all at once. I gasp around the size, feeling like he’ll split me in two as I takehim deeper and suddenly, admiring the size feels foolish as my body trembles trying to accommodate him.
