Francis
She cleared our plates though I told her that let the maids clean it up, but she didn't want to. She said she's bored a little. I pressed my body behind her and kisses the top of her head. I promise to woo her, so I'll start tomorrow since it's Sunday and there's an annual party in our company.
"Let's go together at the party," I mutter and nibble her earlobe. I heard her gasped and sighed of relief.
"What party?"
"Annual. I must bring my girlfriend. It's my first time to bring a muse with me."
"Really?"
"I'm wooing my woman." I kiss her nape and the crook of her neck. "How about that?"
"Fine with me."
"I'll settle your gown then."
"I'll look really fat." She pouted.
"You aren't." I scoop her breasts and kisses her nape that is shown since her long hair is into a tight bun. "Sexy and gorgeous."
"Stop." I didn't. I don't want to stop. She smelled so enticing. So damn delicious. She choked a few gasped as I massage her breasts gently and caressing her tight hard nipples through the fabric. "Francis," it was almost a whisper. Sexy whisper. I licked her nape and suck it again hard and deep, slowly licking it as I move to her shoulders, my left hand on her breast and the other on her stomach caressing it.
"You like that?" I heard her gulps and she held on the sink tight. I lifted her dress and reach for her panties. She held it and exhales.
"Stop there," I did stop. But I keep kissing her until she let my hand go and my fingers go to her panties, reaching her mounds and her clit. "W-we sh-shouldn't do it here."
"We can." I groan as I felt my cock really, ready for her. It's going to explode and my blood is rushing there. Damn, I need her. I reach for her deeper. My cock even goes wild when it's so wet. Soaking on her panties.
"Ohhh." I started rubbing her g-spot making her shudder. I hold her steady and continue sucking her nape, the very sensitive spot there. She held on my arm as I rub her beautiful heart-shaped ass on my crotch. Growling like an animal, my blood pumps rushing up to my brain and my cock. She came quickly milking on my fingers.
I licked it and said that I'll be back. I came up to my room and started jerking off again. I know that she won't want me to have sex with her. But damn, she left her scent on my fingers and that's enough for me to come hard as it spattered on the shower wall.
My head dizzy from that orgasm that I had in the shower. It would be better if it's inside her. It would be heaven as if it would be deep inside her, not on my fucking hand. I clean up and fix myself.
"Francis," she calls. I put my boxers tucking my buddy carefully as I clean up the wall. I got out to see her on my bed lying there and staring up on the ceiling.
"Yes?"
"Why do you live here?" It takes a little while before I answer her question.
"Because this is my house?"
"I mean, it's so quiet here. You can bring a whole orphanage on your house.
"That's why I brought you here." I walk toward her and lay down beside her as our feet hang at the edge of the bed.
"Because the house is lonely?"
"Because I wanted you to be here with me."
"Hmmm," I gaze at her still staring at the ceiling her feet keep moving. "Do you always do that to your girlfriends so the house wouldn't be empty?"
"I never brought any girlfriends here." It's true. I usually bring them to hotels or fuck them on their condos and apartments or house. I touch her stomach and kisses her shoulders.
"Did you impregnate me accidentally or intentionally?"
"What if both?" I trace kisses on her arm.
"You suck."
"Why?"
"I can't work properly anymore. Do you know that Robb let me in the office instead of on the counter serving and make drinks for them?"
"It's less hassle for you."
"But my job is to serve and make drinks."
"I know. You can serve me one." I kiss her temple and caress her breast.
"Stop that."
"Hmmm." I kiss her nose and then her lips, very lightly.
"We aren't going to have sex anyway."
"It's alright."
"It's not alright, for you." I cage her between my arms while I get in between her legs. She scooped my face, with her fingers between my ears. "It's so unfair."
"Why?" I nibble her lower lips and let it go as I kiss her jawline.
"Why are you so fucking handsome?"
That just so hilarious. But I wanted to flirt back.
"I'm born to be handsome." She laughed and wrapped her legs around my hips. "You won't resist me anymore once that I make you fall on me?"
"Are certain?"
"Positive." She unwrapped her legs and push me up. I did move aside from her.
"I'll be back in my room. Good night." She reached for my nose. I can't help but smile like a fucking lovesick man.
If I would make a very romantic wine, it would be the taste of her enticing scent, sweet as her smile, and too appealing that nobody can resist. It would be her name on that bottle. And I would devour it every night.
I reach for my tablet as I started typing the invention that I'll make. It might be just for me, very personal and it might sell around the world. But I wanted it to be for only us. She smells like persimmon mixed with lime. I should add that to the ingredients. There's a video call from Colt and I answer it.
"Hey bro." he's half-naked and he looks happy.
"Someone with you? That isn't your room?"
"Happiness. I'm with happiness."
"Why are you calling?"
"I'm just checking if you are banging Natalie. Damn, I always wanted to see her ass." I frown at him. I know that he's just playing on me.
"I'm not banging her. So, you call while someone was there giving you a blowjob?"
"Right?" he winks, and his mouth opened and sighed. "She's good." He even showed me the face of the woman that she's fucking through the back of the camera of his phone. It's red hair and looked familiar. "Oh, fuck." Colt held the woman's head and push her more on his big cock.
I saw her. She's the woman that Natalie is hiding from. Natalie's sister.
"What's her name?" I ask him. He fixed her earpiece.
"Come again?"
"Her name?" I look at the woman who kept sucking his dick. She let out the cocked and smiled seductively.
"Porsha." She muttered and lick the head expertly. Natalie wasn't like that. Natalie was innocent and it disgusts me seeing this woman. I hang up and exhales. I walk directly to her room and found her already sleeping, wearing her PJs.
I saw her phone lit up and I walk toward it to check who it is. It's her mother. It stopped and texts keep coming.
You useless child. Your sister fucking needs the money. She needed to graduate!
Porsha wasn't stupid like you.
I pick the phone and look at the light to see her finger traces. I draw the N line across her screen and open it. I glance at her who is sleeping heavily. I read the messages and I saw a message from her bank. She sent forty thousand on her mother's account. Now I understand.
She packed up already because her landlady is kicking her off. She doesn't want to live with me because she feels like she's a burden. She doesn't want me to buy her things because she thought about her family, who might be suffering. I delete all the texts from her mother and put it there. I even delete the call history of her mother and crawl to her kissing her forehead.
I went back to my room and call Colt who is groaning hard.
"What's her surname?"
"Why? Fuck, I'm coming!" I pull away from the phone as I heard him come. I sigh and put it back to my ear. "Well, what's your name sweetheart?" he asked the woman.
"Porsha Vera." Oh, shit. So, was her family like this? Instead of doing her assignments, she's fucking with one of my friends.
"Get off from her," I told Colt. "Give her any money, not your fucking number."
"Sure, and you have to explain it to me. I'll call you back?" I hang up and get heated up.
I don't want to ruin Natalie's stay here. I don't want her to leave me. I don't want her to work her ass there more than eight hours a day. I don't want her to tire herself. If I need to buy her from her family, I will do that. Just to release their grip on her.
After an hour, Colt called me through video call and he's driving the car may be away from the hotel.
"What the fuck bro?"
"Hey, I'm saving your ass."
"Thank you then. That chic was so fucking good at blowjobs."
"She's Natalie's sister." His mouth turns into O and I know what he's thinking.
"She's hot."
"She isn't," I told him. She's just a little taller but Natalie was a very, very fine ass and breast. "Well, there is this kind of issue about her family. And her family sucks than I had. At least, I have my supporting mother. But fuck, I can't let my woman get harassed by her family."
"I'm listening."
"I need them to never call Natalie. Or even approach her."
"Shit man, that's selfish of you."
"I'm doing this for Natalie and my child. Not to myself."
"Alright."
"Thanks, bruv." I hang up and started writing things that I should do for her. Not the one that I had planned, it might spill. It should be the one that I should do for her every morning.
Give her flowers or flower every morning. Give her orgasm every day, without my cock's help. I could finger her or give oral that would be fun. Cook her breakfast or even dinner if I got time. Kiss her every morning on the forehead. Tell her jokes and tell her mostly that she's beautiful.