Kairos's eyebrow crossed even more as his forehead knotted. It's dark out here but if I bring him to a place where the lighting is better. I was sure that I'd find a stain of Andra's lipstick on his lips! This fucking asshole! After he kissed my clit with those lips he dared to kiss another woman's lips within the same day? He made out with Rory's best friend at Rory's bridal shower while she was supposedly dancing together with her other friends. This is a one fucked up fuckery! I didn't realize that my anger was consuming me so much until I saw how worried Kairos was while he stared at me and the way my shoulders moved up and down as I struggled to breathe. "Are you having a panic attack?" He asked reaching for my shoulder but I pushed his hands away from me. God knows where that went in the last hour! The idea of those very same hands touching Andra intimately irks and angers me more. "Rory, you're having a panic attack," he said again, this time he was way too sure and he didn'
Wearing a t-shirt that I found at Kairos piled up luxury clothing in his walk-in closet plus his Calvin Klein boxers. I walked out of his room barefoot. Down the halls are two more doors that are made of the same hardwood as the master bedroom. His voice told me that he asked his housekeeper to lock every room that I could use around his house. It's in my nature to let my curiosity get the best of me and so I slowly sauntered to the closest door that I found next to the master's bedroom. I found myself nodding my head after I got the confirmation that the remaining two doors of the vacant rooms in the second room were locked like what he told me the other night. Running my fingers through my long hair as my comb. I walked down the stairs with a fresh smile plastered on my lips. Cool breeze swirls freely around his house and it feels like I am in a rural area though I know that this is a suburb. I remember Kairos telling me that he leaves for work at eight in the morning and it's nea
I stilled on my spot when Kairos stopped in front of the same door that I tried to open earlier. He took out a rose gold key and inserted it in before he twisted the nob to open the door. The whole room lit up the moment he walked in while I was left standing two steps away from the door. I lost the count of times I gave my VIP clients a lap dance or blow job. I had sex with a total of four VIP clients in my five years of working as a stripper. Most of my clients prefer it when I give them a dance. The older ones who were at the ripe age of seventy rented me for the whole night to accompany me, I ended up being friends with a few of them. Felix once received an offer from a VIP client. He wanted to make me his sub. If I went through and agreed with the client's offer at that time. Our contract would last for one month, and I will be getting a hefty amount of money from that deal. I was nineteen at that time. I wasn't ready and thank God Felix didn't force me to do it. "Kairos," I ca
"Red," he said to me, "I want you to remember that Rory. That's your safe word. I'll stop doing whatever that I am doing to you if you say that word once. No question asked," he whispered in my ears. I gasped when Kairos suddenly lifted my chin and I could almost feel his lips brushing against mine. The prick is teasing me. I tried to reach for his lips that were just inches away from me but for some reason. I can't find it even if I could feel it. What the heck am I feeling now? Phantom kisses? "You're one impatient woman I see," Kairos mumbled to tease me more. I slightly turn my head to where the buzzing sound is coming from. I am sure that it's the vibrator that I can here. Kairos covered my eyes with the blindfold and it heightened my other senses. It made me more sensitive and my body anticipates what is about to come and it's driving me to the edge of my sanity. "Say your safe word, Rory," Kairos reprimanded, and the word red glided from my tongue so softly. "Good girl," he
Long erotic calls for him escaped my lips as I continued to secrete that white and sticky liquid that he enjoyed licking so much. The pink vibrator remained buried deep within me until his lips is done wiping every single drop of cum that I had. I could still feel my body shaking even after he removed the cuff and chains around my legs. "Do you want to touch me?" He asked after he removed my blindfold and I met his eyes that were filled and darkened by desire. Desire that he is filling for me as of this moment and now I wonder how many girls lost their minds because of these stares? "Yes. Let me touch you. Let's make the score even," I told him. I swear he drained out my energy after that mind-blowing orgasm so I am not sure now where I am getting this random burst of energy but I want him to feel the same pleasure that I felt. Kairos nodded his head and then he removed the cuff from my hands to give me the freedom to move around. I immediately push him to lie on top of the leather
Kairos and I explore and own each other's body for hours. I remember falling asleep on top of him as he got me so tired that I could barely open my eyes after my last orgasm and so when I woke up I felt a familiar softness of the bed in the master's bedroom as well as the warmth of his olive-colored duvet. I was confused. I force myself to open my eyes and look around and my hunch has been confirmed. Kairos probably brought me here while I was sleeping. I was too tired to feel that he moved me from the room to the master's bedroom. In search for Kairos. I did a quick run with my eyes around the room but I couldn't find him anywhere. My eyes then land on a clock placed on top of the side table. It's seven in the evening. I don't know what time we finish fucking and the same goes for the hours that I am asleep. I dipped my head inside of the duvet and saw that I was dressed up in a pair of white silked pajamas. I don't have anything underneath though. "Fuck," I murmured as I felt a s
Sitting on the stool placed in front of the kitchen counter where Kairos is busy thinly slicing a white truffle for the fresh tagliolini pasta that he decided to cook for my dinner. I was biting my lips the whole time I was watching him move around the kitchen skillfully. All those veins on his hand as well as his long finger would rope him to different gigs as a hand model in a commercial if he wanted to become one. "You were staring at me for quite some time. There is no way those gazes as for this pasta," he told me as he tossed in the white truffle to the pan and then he started to swirl it around just by lightly shaking it. "Of course, it's not for the pasta. We both know that you are way mouth-watering than that tagliolini regardless if you toss in some thousand dollars truffle or not," I said making him chuckle. I rested my elbow on top of the granite counter and my chin on top of my hand. "Are you seriously flirting with me when you are e sore that you can barely walk? Don't
Rory's phone slip out of my hand. It fell straight to the floor and it broke into two. With both of my eyes closed. I carefully weigh the choices that I have and that is to turn to him first or I will pick up Rory's phone and start to panic about it. "Why is Nicholas talking to you like that? We are going to be a married couple. He is your brother, yes, but it's none of his business whether I'll get you pregnant in the first month of being together," he said to me. Kairos is still facing my back. My head vividly imagines what he probably looks like right now based on his voice. Kairos is mad. Play it cool. You'll get your way out of this situation if you play it cool, Rory. "There is no way you can get me pregnant in the first month of being married. Remember that you'll be away for a month after our wedding because of your business trip to Japan," I told him. I crouched down to pick up the cell phone that I left on the counter in the middle of his walk-in closet where his collecti