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Authors: Karen Kelley
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face the others. He closed his eyes and thought of where he wanted to be. Seconds passed. He felt a cool breeze on his face. When he opened his eyes, he was standing in his living room, facing a wall of windows.
Darkness had crept across the city. Lights from the nearby office buildings made it look almost like Christmas. Chance dropped the pillowcase on the carpeted floor and made his way into the kitchen.
He needed something to cool him down, and the beer in his refrigerator was ice-cold. He got one out and twisted off the cap, tossing it toward the sink. The cap skittered off the counter and pinged when it landed on the tiled floor. He didn’t really care. He just wanted to clear his mind of the vision of Destiny, legs wide open, her pussy inviting him to do more than tease and taste.
He strolled back to the living room and opened the sliding glass door, stepping to the balcony. The sweltering heat of the day had cooled somewhat and there was a light breeze. He glanced up. A few stars were scattered across the night sky. He stared at them, as though he could see past. For a moment, he forgot about Destiny. Just the same, a new tension began to build inside him.
Their fathers were up there in the heavens somewhere. They’d never met them. Sometimes Chance wondered if they thought about their offspring. They were supposed to be angels, for God’s sake. You would think they would care just a little.
Ah, fuck, why the hell did it even matter? How could he miss something he never had?
Destiny was different. He could have her, even if it was just for a little while.
He raised the bottle to his lips as she filled his mind with erotic images. The beer was cold going down, but it really wasn’t helping his dick feel any better.
He missed her with an ache that ran from his head to his toes. The beer hadn’t made him want to fuck her any less. It was time to resort to other measures to get rid of his killer hard-on. He made his way to the bathroom and turned on the shower. No hot water, only cold. He needed relief.
He quickly stripped out of his clothes, gasping when he stepped under the spray. For a moment, he let the water sluice over him. Ahh, better.
Until he closed his eyes. A vision formed of Destiny with her ass exposed to his view, him spanking her, then her naked on the bed, her legs spread wide, her tits pointing toward him. She tasted so great. Musky and ready to be fucked, and fucked hard.
He pushed the button on the soap dispenser and a glob of gel landed on his palm. Destiny created an ache in him that wouldn’t go away. No other woman had ever affected him like she did. He slid his hand over his chest, then down farther, until his hand encircled his dick.
His thighs clenched and he sucked in a mouthful of air. He’d wanted to plunge inside her body, feel her heat wrap around him.
His hips shot forward as his hand began to move up and down. Slowly at first, then faster. He could barely take a deep breath. He leaned his other hand against the smooth tiles and pictured Destiny raising her hips to meet each thrust. Her legs opening for him. Sliding the vibrator inside her.
He could almost feel her hot, moist body closing around his dick. Chance’s vision clouded. He gasped, then threw his head back and yelled as release came.
Water poured over him as his breathing slowed.
If he didn’t fuck her soon, he might just go blind.
Chapter 6
Destiny couldn’t believe it happened again! How did he manage to seduce her every single time? Destiny planned every last detail of her seduction. She strummed her fingers on the table and glanced through her notes. The mood lighting, the alcohol, the sexy dress, the naughty DVD—Destiny did everything she’d read about in the magazine. The plan was foolproof. Then what went wrong?
Nothing!
It was stupid trying to figure out what went wrong. She shoved her notes to the floor. She’d executed her plan perfectly, then awakened in a sticky, syrupy cinnamon
Darkness had crept across the city. Lights from the nearby office buildings made it look almost like Christmas. Chance dropped the pillowcase on the carpeted floor and made his way into the kitchen.
He needed something to cool him down, and the beer in his refrigerator was ice-cold. He got one out and twisted off the cap, tossing it toward the sink. The cap skittered off the counter and pinged when it landed on the tiled floor. He didn’t really care. He just wanted to clear his mind of the vision of Destiny, legs wide open, her pussy inviting him to do more than tease and taste.
He strolled back to the living room and opened the sliding glass door, stepping to the balcony. The sweltering heat of the day had cooled somewhat and there was a light breeze. He glanced up. A few stars were scattered across the night sky. He stared at them, as though he could see past. For a moment, he forgot about Destiny. Just the same, a new tension began to build inside him.
Their fathers were up there in the heavens somewhere. They’d never met them. Sometimes Chance wondered if they thought about their offspring. They were supposed to be angels, for God’s sake. You would think they would care just a little.
Ah, fuck, why the hell did it even matter? How could he miss something he never had?
Destiny was different. He could have her, even if it was just for a little while.
He raised the bottle to his lips as she filled his mind with erotic images. The beer was cold going down, but it really wasn’t helping his dick feel any better.
He missed her with an ache that ran from his head to his toes. The beer hadn’t made him want to fuck her any less. It was time to resort to other measures to get rid of his killer hard-on. He made his way to the bathroom and turned on the shower. No hot water, only cold. He needed relief.
He quickly stripped out of his clothes, gasping when he stepped under the spray. For a moment, he let the water sluice over him. Ahh, better.
Until he closed his eyes. A vision formed of Destiny with her ass exposed to his view, him spanking her, then her naked on the bed, her legs spread wide, her tits pointing toward him. She tasted so great. Musky and ready to be fucked, and fucked hard.
He pushed the button on the soap dispenser and a glob of gel landed on his palm. Destiny created an ache in him that wouldn’t go away. No other woman had ever affected him like she did. He slid his hand over his chest, then down farther, until his hand encircled his dick.
His thighs clenched and he sucked in a mouthful of air. He’d wanted to plunge inside her body, feel her heat wrap around him.
His hips shot forward as his hand began to move up and down. Slowly at first, then faster. He could barely take a deep breath. He leaned his other hand against the smooth tiles and pictured Destiny raising her hips to meet each thrust. Her legs opening for him. Sliding the vibrator inside her.
He could almost feel her hot, moist body closing around his dick. Chance’s vision clouded. He gasped, then threw his head back and yelled as release came.
Water poured over him as his breathing slowed.
If he didn’t fuck her soon, he might just go blind.
Chapter 6
Destiny couldn’t believe it happened again! How did he manage to seduce her every single time? Destiny planned every last detail of her seduction. She strummed her fingers on the table and glanced through her notes. The mood lighting, the alcohol, the sexy dress, the naughty DVD—Destiny did everything she’d read about in the magazine. The plan was foolproof. Then what went wrong?
Nothing!
It was stupid trying to figure out what went wrong. She shoved her notes to the floor. She’d executed her plan perfectly, then awakened in a sticky, syrupy cinnamon
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