“You’re so damn sexy, Deena,” he growls into my neck. I take his hand in mine and lead him towards my bedroom. I close the door and lay on my bed making it that easy for him to have his way with me. He covers my body with his immediately, taking me up on my invitation. He devours me with his passionate kisses. This guy can kiss. He pulls my t-shirt off and unhooks my bra just as quickly.
“God, you’ve got beautiful natural breasts,” he murmurs with a flick of his tongue on my hardening nipples. Ooo yes, he’s good with that tongue of his. Wonder if I will get to find out firsthand how good? He continues his assault on both nipples until I’m writhing beneath him and gasping in anticipation for what’s to come. He then slowly starts kissing and licking his way south of the border. He pulls down my leggings and I gently kick out of them. He buries his nose in my panties, then inhales.
“You smell so ripe and ready for me.” Whoa, that’s naughty and it turns me on even more. He then slides my panties off and lays a kiss on me up close and personal.
“You have a very talented tongue,” I gasp out breathlessly.
“That’s what they tell me. I aim to please,” he says coming up for air before he dives into my slick folds again.
“Ahh, ahh,” I let out, fisting the sheets as I shudder against his mouth. He takes the cue stands up and drops his jeans and steps out of them in lightning speed. He goes commando, I like that. Always ready for action I bet. His bod is perfection. Long and lean, all chiseled pecs and six pack abs. He’s now on me, mounting me.
“Hold on, can you grab a condom from my top desk drawer,” I point over to my desk.
“I like a girl who is prepared,” he says with a sly smile. He’s rock hard, sheathed and ready for action as he mounts me. Propped up on his elbows over me he sucks on each nipple before he slides deep into me. I spread my legs lifting my knees up and my hands reach down to squeeze those delectable buns of his. He starts pumping into me in a smooth rhythm; he’s good, very good.
“Mmm, you stroke me so good,” I murmur close to his ear. He says nothing as his breathing becomes ragged and he lets out steady groans as he pumps in and out.
“Flip over baby,” he says pulling out and getting on his knees. I like variety so I comply and face down on the mattress with my hips raised.
“Yeah, just like that,” he growls out, and he is on his knees behind me gripping my hips and pulling me onto him. Pants escape our lips with each thrust of pleasure. He picks up the pace and I can tell he’s getting close.
“Ahh, ahh, ahh,” he groans out as he releases into me with multiple twitches.“Ahh, that was good,” he sighs, crashing on his back onto my bed and then spoons me from behind. Lying on my side I peer over the bed and see the condom wrapper on the floor.
I would also love to get a picture as a souvenir. I think wickedly of how I can get away with it. Maybe I should just ask him point blank.
“You have the most amazing six pack abs I’ve ever seen. They really are eight packs,” I say admiringly, as I run my palms across them.
“Thanks, takes a lot of sit ups to get these,” he eats up the compliment.
“Can I take a picture of them? I promise it will just be the abs, nothing else,” I giggle.
“Sure, go ahead. But I want to see the photo after you take it to make sure there’s nothing incriminating. Let me put my jeans back on first.”
“Fair enough,” I agree as he puts his jeans on I pick up my cell phone off my desk.
“Lie back down on the bed,” I say. I angle the phone so I only see his abs and part of his glorious chest. He is quite the sight to behold. Click.
“Let me see it. Alright there is nothing distinguishable in this photo. You can keep it,” Ken says, granting me permission.
“You sound like an attorney. What are you majoring in?” I ask.
“I actually am thinking of becoming a lawyer. My Dad is a lawyer,” he says proudly.
“So you want to follow in his footsteps, that’s touching,” I say, and I mean it. He’s lucky he has a Dad, wish I did.
“How about that Pizza? We worked up quite an appetite,” Ken inquires, nuzzling into my ear. I sit up, finding my clothes and the wrapper. I finish getting dressed.
“What do you want on your Pizza?”
“I’m the works kind of guy,” he admits.
“Why am I not surprised? The works it is,” I agree, walking into the living room to call in the order and Ken gets comfortable on the sofa.
“What do you want to watch?” I ask, sitting down right next to him.
“Do you have cable? Let’s watch something naughty,” he says, pulling me close.
“As tempting as that sounds, the Pizza guy will be here soon,” I say, looking at him incredulously.
“Some other time then,” he says, rubbing my thigh, with a grin. We settle on watching something on Netflix, a Jason Bourne movie. We polish off the pizza and a couple of beers and finish watching the movie. I’m a cheap date.
Kara and Lexi come rolling in after their night out at the movies. They say hello to Ken and Kara eyes us suspiciously. I know she’s wondering if he was a Close Encounter and she would be right on that one.
“Hey, I’m going to head out. Do you want to come and sleep over?” Ken asks expectantly which catches me by surprise.