“World domination!” Kylie raised her arm in the air in a grand show of theatrics.
“World domination!” I came back at her … seeing the joke.
“I just see a lonely man in a whitewashed prison.” She finished her glass of water. That stung. She looked up and realized maybe she’d insulted me. “Who’s hot … definitely hot and plays wickedly fun games.”
I guess that was the best she could do.
“And you? What do you love?” I didn’t care about the game anymore.
Perhaps her plan was to get me to be real.
“I love my posse, the girls, who you met. I love … mountains, though we don’t have any in Manhattan. I get out to upstate as much as I can. I love dive bars where real people are. I love music, like soul grabbing, pussy clenching shit that drags you to heaven … I like to dance to it. I love that first sip of water after a hard workout. I love lying in bed on Sunday. I love it when people get it … all of it. I love espresso so rich it kicks the back of your throat, and I love believing in dreams … even if they won’t come true.”
I was an ass … compared to her, I was perfumed air.
“Through your eyes, Kylie.” I walked around the kitchen island and back to our chairs. “I’d probably love a lot more things.” I meant that.
Without ceremony or warning, she took off her T-shirt and sat bare-chested before me, her tiny pert breasts at attention.
“I’m done playing games,” she said in an earnest and loving manner.
“Me too.” I moved to her mouth and kissed her as my fingers grazed over her nipples.
They were tiny but perfect. I stepped between her legs and lifted her up from the chair. Our mouths never parted as I walked her across my penthouse to the bed. It was custom made and big enough for five people, though usually, I was the only one who slept there.
I laid her on the duvet and sucked hard on each breast. We were both shirtless as I kicked off our shoes before falling into the softness of my sanctuary. Just to add a little fun I bit hard on one of her breasts, and she threw me off her.
“Really?” She glared.
“Payback …” I muscled out of her grip and bit the other nipple, but less hard.
Her moans and little whimpers told me it wasn’t too much. As I kissed her neck, collarbone, shoulders, chest, breasts, and flat hard stomach, my fingers worked to easily undo her jeans. With one swift motion, I pulled the whole package down with a yank.
She kicked her legs out of her pants and didn’t protest; I was shocked.
“Okay, so I’m now very naked. I’m past the point of no return … mostly. I’m going to say this, and I want you to hear it.” Her sweet pixie face turned stern.
“I’m listening.” I propped myself up on my elbow and regarded her with sincerity.
“Be nice. I don’t want anything from you but respect and kindness. I suspect you’re gonna be a little rough, and I’m okay with that. I’m looking forward to it actually, but just remember, there’s a human in here.” Wow, poor thing, she thought she really had to say that.
She was right to warn me, but had I become that transparent? Could she see I was the kind of person most people didn’t like?
I drank her in. “You are very human. I respect you, and I don’t want anything from you either. I’m glad you’re good with a little naughtiness but above all … Kylie, I want you to walk out of here and be glad you came. That’s my only goal. Okay?” I kissed her sweet mouth. “You good?”
She kissed me back. “I’m good.”
“Okay.” I scooted down and spread her legs, lifting her pussy to my face. She was nicely trimmed, but not bald, I loved that, and already I could see the glisten of arousal. I guess my game was more fun than she let on.
“So, what are we working with here in terms of contraception?” I knew it was a strange question, but I couldn’t be too careful.
The last thing on earth I wanted was to get Kylie Morgan pregnant.
“Well, Mr. Blair, I’m using a daily oral contraceptive. You?” She wiggled her neat little pussy in my face.
“I’m not really a condom guy for reasons you’ll understand in a moment. I have a six-month full-body exam and blood work, which I just had last month. I’m clean as a whistle so … I’ll be free falling unless it’s an absolute ‘no’ from you.” He kissed my thigh just above my knee, and everything on me shivered. “So?” He kissed the other thigh.
“Free falling huh? So, we’ll be basically testing the one percent error margin of my birth control pill. If you’re down I am.” She flashed me a brilliant smile and lay back on the pillows, wiggling her hips again. “I’m really looking forward to this.”