I crawl onto the end of the bed and scoot her up towards the headboard. Taking off her heels, one by one, I toss them beside me on the floor. “It’s not a big deal. There will be more meetings in my future.”
She closes her eyes and releases a satisfied breath as I massage her legs, slowly working my way up to her thighs. “Kyan, your hands feel so good.” She bites her bottom lip as I massage right under her ass cheeks. “I could let you do this all night. Oh wow.”
A laugh rumbles deep in my chest as I lean over and pull her dress over her head. “Well, we have all night and my hands definitely never get tired of touching you.” Slowly, I pull her up and unsnap her bra, letting it fall to the bed beside us. Then I go down in between her legs and grab her thong in my teeth, slowly pulling them down her legs.
My hands rub her legs on the way down, massaging over her soft, smooth flesh. She arches her back and lets out a small moan while watching me. “You do something to me, Kyan.”
I run my hands all the way up her body, applying pressure until I reach her breasts. Then I massage them soft and slow, while running my lips up her neck. “You do something to me too,” I admit. “More than I ever expected you to.”
Reaching her mouth, I press my lips against hers, claiming her lips as mine. They may not belong to me, but for tonight they do, and I plan to make sure she knows that.
Sitting up so I can reach my pants, I undo them and slip them down my thighs, before standing up and kicking them to the side. I reach out for her hand and place it on my stomach as I remove my boxer briefs next.
I’m standing here completely naked, my body hers to do with whatever she pleases. I don’t care if she wants to fuck me or just look at me. My dick doesn’t get to choose tonight. She does. This is all about her.
Spreading her legs, I slowly crawl above her and grab for the bottle of hotel lotion that I found lying around in the bathroom. I open the cap before squirting it into my hands and rubbing them together.
She looks up at me, completely lost in me as she watches me make my way down her body, massaging the lotion up her right leg. I work on that leg for a few minutes before moving to the next leg and working that one just as good.
“Kyan,” she says, completely relaxed. “Why did you choose to come to the wedding instead of your meeting?”
I position myself between her spread legs and gently rub my hands up her stomach and sides.
My situation with Jessica and Bryant isn’t something that I usually talk about with others, but knowing that she’s been hurt the same, I really don’t have a choice. She needs to know that I understand her pain and while we’re here tonight, I’m willing to ease it the best way I know how.
She sucks in a breath as my cock brushes her entrance. I’m fully hard right now, and with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen lying naked beneath me. This isn’t exactly the ideal time to talk about this but . . .
“I know how you feel,” I say stiffly. Her eyes meet mine and widen in curiosity. “To make a long story short, I found out not long before I was about to walk my fiancé down the aisle that she was pregnant with my best friend’s baby.” I pause and swallow. “I found your letter, Calla. I couldn’t let you go through this alone, knowing how it feels to get fucked over like that.”
I feel her squeeze my arm as her bottom lip begins to tremble. She’s fighting hard to stop it, but it’s not working. “Bryant had been my best friend for over ten years and Jessica was my first real love. I went away on a business trip for a few weeks when I was looking into buying my own gym for the first time, and then she found out she was pregnant three weeks later. We were about to get married and Bryant freaked out and confessed that he was in love with Jessica and that she was carrying his child, so I ended our engagement and gave her and Bryant the house I owned. They had a baby coming, so they needed it more than I did. It was the worst year of my fucking life.”
I bring my eyes up to meet hers and I can see the pain in them as she watches my face. “I’m so sorry.” She kisses my arm. “Are they still together?”
I nod my head and huff. “Yeah. They have two kids together, but they aren’t happy. I feel sorry for the kids.” I shake my head and grab her face to comfort her. “Let’s not worry about that tonight. Okay? I just want to make you feel good.”
Her jaw tightens as her eyes meet mine. “Then make love to me,” she whispers. “Let me feel you.”
Swallowing back the emotions that her words bring, I slide my hand under her neck and gently guide myself between her legs. I slowly push into her, moaning as her tightness hugs me completely.
Her body moves with mine, her nails digging into my back as I slowly grind my hips, being sure to hit every spot of pleasure I can find. Hearing her moan and feeling her grip on me tighten pushes me to want to pleasure her even more.
Being inside her this way feels too good emotionally and physically, and I can’t help but to feel selfish and only want it to be me from now on.
As I push into her I can’t help but to be haunted by my thoughts of my brother inside her, but I quickly fight the anger and jealously off and make love to her like she truly deserves.
Bringing her legs over my shoulders, I slightly lift her hips and rock into her, biting the side of her calf as I bury myself as deep as I can.
Both of our bodies are covered in sweat. We’re both breathless and completely lost in each other as I continue to thrust deep and slow for what feels like hours.
Wanting to be closer to her, I sit on my knees and bring her body up to straddle my lap. Our bodies are plastered together, not even an inch of breathing room as I kiss her flesh all over and bury myself inside her.
I feel her nails dig into my skin and her breathing picks up next to my ear. “I want to come with you, Kyan. I can feel that I’m getting close.”
Holding her as close as possible, I press my lips to hers and sway my hips, pulling her body so I can get as deep as I can. I feel myself close to orgasm so I suck her bottom lip into my mouth, moaning as she clenches around my cock.
A few seconds later, I rock into her one last time, releasing my load inside her, being sure that she gets every last drop.
She drops her forehead to mine and grabs my face, looking into my eyes as we hold each other. Looking back at her, I feel an emotion rush through me that can hurt us both. Tonight everything is perfect, we’re perfect, but what happens when we get back home and we have no choice but to face reality.
She closes her eyes and releases a satisfied breath as I massage her legs, slowly working my way up to her thighs. “Kyan, your hands feel so good.” She bites her bottom lip as I massage right under her ass cheeks. “I could let you do this all night. Oh wow.”
A laugh rumbles deep in my chest as I lean over and pull her dress over her head. “Well, we have all night and my hands definitely never get tired of touching you.” Slowly, I pull her up and unsnap her bra, letting it fall to the bed beside us. Then I go down in between her legs and grab her thong in my teeth, slowly pulling them down her legs.
My hands rub her legs on the way down, massaging over her soft, smooth flesh. She arches her back and lets out a small moan while watching me. “You do something to me, Kyan.”
I run my hands all the way up her body, applying pressure until I reach her breasts. Then I massage them soft and slow, while running my lips up her neck. “You do something to me too,” I admit. “More than I ever expected you to.”
Reaching her mouth, I press my lips against hers, claiming her lips as mine. They may not belong to me, but for tonight they do, and I plan to make sure she knows that.
Sitting up so I can reach my pants, I undo them and slip them down my thighs, before standing up and kicking them to the side. I reach out for her hand and place it on my stomach as I remove my boxer briefs next.
I’m standing here completely naked, my body hers to do with whatever she pleases. I don’t care if she wants to fuck me or just look at me. My dick doesn’t get to choose tonight. She does. This is all about her.
Spreading her legs, I slowly crawl above her and grab for the bottle of hotel lotion that I found lying around in the bathroom. I open the cap before squirting it into my hands and rubbing them together.
She looks up at me, completely lost in me as she watches me make my way down her body, massaging the lotion up her right leg. I work on that leg for a few minutes before moving to the next leg and working that one just as good.
“Kyan,” she says, completely relaxed. “Why did you choose to come to the wedding instead of your meeting?”
I position myself between her spread legs and gently rub my hands up her stomach and sides.
My situation with Jessica and Bryant isn’t something that I usually talk about with others, but knowing that she’s been hurt the same, I really don’t have a choice. She needs to know that I understand her pain and while we’re here tonight, I’m willing to ease it the best way I know how.
She sucks in a breath as my cock brushes her entrance. I’m fully hard right now, and with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen lying naked beneath me. This isn’t exactly the ideal time to talk about this but . . .
“I know how you feel,” I say stiffly. Her eyes meet mine and widen in curiosity. “To make a long story short, I found out not long before I was about to walk my fiancé down the aisle that she was pregnant with my best friend’s baby.” I pause and swallow. “I found your letter, Calla. I couldn’t let you go through this alone, knowing how it feels to get fucked over like that.”
I feel her squeeze my arm as her bottom lip begins to tremble. She’s fighting hard to stop it, but it’s not working. “Bryant had been my best friend for over ten years and Jessica was my first real love. I went away on a business trip for a few weeks when I was looking into buying my own gym for the first time, and then she found out she was pregnant three weeks later. We were about to get married and Bryant freaked out and confessed that he was in love with Jessica and that she was carrying his child, so I ended our engagement and gave her and Bryant the house I owned. They had a baby coming, so they needed it more than I did. It was the worst year of my fucking life.”
I bring my eyes up to meet hers and I can see the pain in them as she watches my face. “I’m so sorry.” She kisses my arm. “Are they still together?”
I nod my head and huff. “Yeah. They have two kids together, but they aren’t happy. I feel sorry for the kids.” I shake my head and grab her face to comfort her. “Let’s not worry about that tonight. Okay? I just want to make you feel good.”
Her jaw tightens as her eyes meet mine. “Then make love to me,” she whispers. “Let me feel you.”
Swallowing back the emotions that her words bring, I slide my hand under her neck and gently guide myself between her legs. I slowly push into her, moaning as her tightness hugs me completely.
Her body moves with mine, her nails digging into my back as I slowly grind my hips, being sure to hit every spot of pleasure I can find. Hearing her moan and feeling her grip on me tighten pushes me to want to pleasure her even more.
Being inside her this way feels too good emotionally and physically, and I can’t help but to feel selfish and only want it to be me from now on.
As I push into her I can’t help but to be haunted by my thoughts of my brother inside her, but I quickly fight the anger and jealously off and make love to her like she truly deserves.
Bringing her legs over my shoulders, I slightly lift her hips and rock into her, biting the side of her calf as I bury myself as deep as I can.
Both of our bodies are covered in sweat. We’re both breathless and completely lost in each other as I continue to thrust deep and slow for what feels like hours.
Wanting to be closer to her, I sit on my knees and bring her body up to straddle my lap. Our bodies are plastered together, not even an inch of breathing room as I kiss her flesh all over and bury myself inside her.
I feel her nails dig into my skin and her breathing picks up next to my ear. “I want to come with you, Kyan. I can feel that I’m getting close.”
Holding her as close as possible, I press my lips to hers and sway my hips, pulling her body so I can get as deep as I can. I feel myself close to orgasm so I suck her bottom lip into my mouth, moaning as she clenches around my cock.
A few seconds later, I rock into her one last time, releasing my load inside her, being sure that she gets every last drop.
She drops her forehead to mine and grabs my face, looking into my eyes as we hold each other. Looking back at her, I feel an emotion rush through me that can hurt us both. Tonight everything is perfect, we’re perfect, but what happens when we get back home and we have no choice but to face reality.
