20 Khalid 

20

Khalid

(Khalid first person, Valeria third person)

I wanted to do everything for her. To her. Anything and everything she asked, I would offer it to her. I took her lithe body in my lap, softly kissing her pale, slender neck. Valeria’s hands feathered through my hair, sighing at my hot mouth licking her neck and nipping at the skin softly.

Knowing she was being so open to a man, especially me, for the first time, made me twitch in my boxers. My kisses turned rough and the primal part of me knew I had to claim her, mark her. I gave her a hickey on her collarbone, rubbing the red mark with my thumb, soothing it.

My gleaming obsidian eyes peered up at her. My heart and mind were racing at the erotic sight of her, so beautiful and wanton in the soft glow of the lamps and moonlight. Her russet waves gleamed, the splattering of freckles making me smile.

“Khalid,” she repeated, her voice smoky, urging me to do every filthy things I wanted to do to her.

Hearing the pure lust in her voic