Naitee
I wake up too warm. Something heavy is draped around me and something hard is nestled very neastly against my ass. I press back not remembering where I am a hand slides up my stomach to rest right on my ribcage.
A mouth kisses a line up my neck all the way to my ear.
"Good morning Caramella." He murmurs in my ear and I stiffen. He laughs in my ear the sound vibrating in a way that made me wonder what his mouth would feel between my legs. I know this is wrong, very wrong but I can't help that my body is a thousand degrees and the spot between my legs even hotter. I don't answer him as I grind into his hardness desperate to feel that pressure, the friction. His laughs turns into a groan as he slides a finger under the edge of my sleeping shorts. I bend my neck back so I can rest my head against his shoulder. His mouth collides with mine in a frenzy that only makes me hotter.
His hand dips lower and teases the edge of my panties. I bite his lip not happy with his teasing. He growls low in his throat and his tongue invades my mouth and lifts his hands to grip my hips and pull me into him.
"Don't you dare, Rich boy." I grit out at the same time as he grinds my hips into him. So it's going to be like that?
I sneak a hand behind my back and grip his length. He groans and pushes into my hand. I stroke him for a second or two letting him think I'm going to finish him. I do one last stroke before working my way up to the waistband of his boxers and pulling on them. I let them go and they snap back in place. Then I remove my hand completely.
"Caramella..." He growls and before I know it I'm on my back, his knee placed firmly between my legs.
"Don't like a taste of your own medicine?" I ask and he attacks my throat. Biting so hard I'm sure it'll leave bruises. He presses his knee harder and that tingling feeling spreads through my body. I don't give in.
"Good girl. Now suck me off. " Any good feelings disappears like papers in a hurricane.
"What?!" He grins but it looks a little wobbly.
"Caramella, I said, suck. me. off." I just gape at him, shocked.
"Exactly like that..." He tilts his head and his hand moves to his waist band.
"Are you crazy?" He stops, looking up at me like I'm crazy for not falling to my knees at the sight of him.
"Caramella, you basically just came all over my leg." I scoff.
"So what? I don't owe you shit. It was a mutual decision" He looks shocked for a second before smiling and getting off me.
"That's alright Caramella. When you're actually sucking me off you will have begged for it." I'm honestly stunned. At the honesty and balls of this man. This horrible, horrible man. For a second I almost regret my decision but then I pull myself together. Going any further would just have made my crime even worse.
"I'm taking a shower Caramella, feel free to join." Luce says, winking, as he backs out the room. I refuse to look down at him. I'm sure he can read the suprise on my face by the smug look on his.
I feel like I'm in a suprisingly consent-respecting porno.
I dress myself quickly and when I step out the bedroom Sai gives me a judgemental look.
"I know girl" I pat her head and then I stare at my hand. The hand that just a few minutes ago were touching the hardness of a hardened criminal. Pun intended.
I sigh and for a moment I think of simply taking all my things and leaving. That would probably be the smartest thing to do right now but for some reason I don't. Call it a stomach feeling. Besides, there's only seven hours left in New York.
Just seven hours. I sigh deeply, praying to any good who will listen.