"Relax..." he says into my ear as he un-does the buttons from my jeans confidently and slowly slides his hand into them.
"Mmmm I love lace..." he mutters in approval.
I have no words except to press my back onto him. He slowly rubs my laced panties, lightly pressing, teasing me, and placing tender kisses on my skin.
"Ohhh..." I mumble.
He slides his fingers under my panties as he finds me. Slowly he starts to move his fingers up and down, circling and rubbing me. Oh god. My moans start to get louder and I quickly cover my mouth to quiet them.
"Don't..." he says, taking his free hand to remove my hand from my mouth. "No one can hear you up here."
He is now moving his fingers at a rhythmic pace and I feel myself building up. Fuck. I can feel his excitement for my pleasure growing against my rear end. I press my ass hard against his groin and lean forward, putting my hands on the ledge and trying to catch my breath as I start to shake.
"Ohhhh... Khyle... Please!" I beg, letting my moans spill out over the city.
I stand up and my hand finds his member, grabbing it hard. He lets out a breath and moans into my neck. He then slides two fingers inside of me.
"Fuck, Adrienne, you're so wet." He says sharply.
"Mmmm more.....PLEASE" I beg.
"Oh yes ma'am," he says with excitement, sliding another finger inside of me.
"Oh god!" I exclaim, I feel myself reaching my climax.
"Yes baby, come for me," he says.
I lose myself around his fingers, my body is shaking against his. He keeps his palm pressed against me, which only intensifies my orgasm while his other hand is holding me up.
Once I have calmed myself down, I turn to face him with a smile plastered on my lips. His fingers are still wet with me, so he puts them into his mouth, sucking lightly. Damn he really just did that, ugh so sexy.
"Mmm you taste so sweet, Adrienne," he smiles and then kisses me gently on the lips.
I need more... I want more. I waste no time as I undo his shirt, fumbling with the buttons. Fuck, why am I having such trouble with his buttons as my hands tremble? Khyle smiles against my lips and moves his hands to undo his shirt.
"Hope you find awkward everything sexy..." I say, dropping my face, a little ashamed.
His shirt hits the floor as he lifts my chin with his curled finger to say, "I do."
I sigh out in relief as he wraps his strong arms around me, his one hand moving to unhook my bra and letting it fall to the floor. I wrap my arms around his neck and his hands slide under my jeans, pushing them down to the floor. I'm now braless and standing outside in my thong, kissing this sexy fucking man, something I would have never pictured myself doing. In an instant, he picks me up and I wrap my legs around him. I can feel his biceps pressing against my sides, holding me up as he carries me inside, but not quite making it to the couch. He presses me against a wall, kissing me hard. My hands let go of his neck as he sets me down. As soon as my feet hit the floor, he turns me around and starts to kiss my neck again from behind. I place my hands against the wall to brace myself.
He leans back, drops his pants to the floor and says, "I want to feel you Adrienne..."
"Please Khyle, please," I beg.
He slides my thong to the floor and places a hand on my hip. I feel the tip of his member just pressing against my opening.
"Let me know if I am too rough, okay?" He asks with seriousness in his voice.
Really dude? You're going to warn me of this right now, as if it even matters?
"Try me," I smile.
With a curl of his lips, he slams into me, "Agh!!!" I scream.
"Yesss!!!!" I moan into the wall as his hips start moving rhythmically.
He grips the sides of my hips moving faster... faster, pounding over and over. My breasts are pressed against the wall, giving a more perfect arch in my back.
"You're going... to. Make. Me...." I try to say in between each thrust.
"Yes....yes, come for me baby," he says.
At those words, I am undone around him, losing myself in ecstasy. He continues to thrust in and out of me, tangling my hair in his fingers with one hand pulling hard, arching my back more, and his other hand with a firm grip on my ass. I lose myself once again all around him.
Once I have a second to collect myself, I decide to turn this around on him, I start to push my ass on him.
He takes a sharp inhale in through his teeth, "Fuck Adrienne..."
I look over my shoulder at him while I continue to move, bouncing my ass up and down. His eyes lock with mine and he losses himself inside of me.
"Fuck, you move so good I couldn't hold it," He gasps.
I let a proud little giggle out as I turn to face him. He leans me against the wall and gives me a kiss.
"Amazing," he whispers.
Our foreheads touch for a moment with our eyes closed while we catch our breath.
".....can I use your bathroom?" I say as I pick up my clothes.
"Of course, it's down the hall, first door on your left," he points towards the dim hallway.
I walk down the dark hall that is only lit by the golden yellow lights that line the baseboards and delicately light the walls up. I can barley make out the images on the wall of female bodies in black and white when I arrive at the bathroom.
"Okay, okay, okay Adrienne, collect yourself," I say to myself, turning on the bathroom light.
The walls are a dark concrete complimented with colorful blue pieces of artwork. The sink is a rock cut in half, sitting on top of a slab of what looks like sheen concrete, fancy. Everything is so clean and in its place, and my apartment is free and scattered compared to this. I get dressed and look in the mirror, taking in a deep breath. It hits me, I just fucked my boss's boss's boss, a freaking executive. What does this mean? What's going to happen at work? Crap. I'm stressing out, my anxiety starts building, and all these stupid scenarios pop into my head. I need to get home before anything else and figure this out. I calm myself down as much as I can, taking in a few slow, deep breaths before I head back to the living room. I see Khyle is sitting at the island on his Mac reading some emails.
"Hey," I say interrupting his train of thought.
"Oh hey, sorry, it's hard to not work outside of the office sometimes," he shrugs.
"No worries..." I pause..."Uhm I think I should get going."
The half smile from his face drops and he runs his hand through his hair, "Is everything okay?"
I force a smile and say, "Yeah... I just think I should get home, it's getting late..."
"Okay, let me drive you," he replies, grabbing his keys.
"No, no, don't worry, you are already home. I'll get a cab home," I reply, looking at my phone.
He places his hand on my phone and I look up at him,"Nonsense, I'm driving you," he says with a stern look on his face.
"No really Khy...." I try to say when he stops me.
His eyes are serious when he says, "It is well after midnight and you are NOT getting into a stranger's car."
Without another thought, I smile and he grabs his things, heading to his car. He places his hand on the small of my back and leads me to the elevator and then the car.
"Besides, the more time I can see you outside of the office, the better," he says as we get into his car.
We pull up at the curb outside my building.
He shuts the engine off, "Thank you for tonight..." he says.
"No, thank you," I reply collecting my bag and opening the door.
He puts his hand on mine before I step out, turning to him, I give him a kiss on the cheek and leave. What. A. Fucking. Night. I want to tell my girlfriends about it, but figure I should keep it quiet for now. I am not sure how Monday morning is going to be or how we move on from here, or if we even will move forward from here.
My mind is going crazy as I am getting comfortable and into bed. I'm thinking of all the scenarios that could go on, both good and bad on Monday morning. I just want to sleep and start tomorrow morning off new, so I pack a bowl of my flower and brew a pot of chamomile tea. I crawl into bed and read until my eyes are heavy and sleep overcomes me.
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