CXXIV
CXXIV
His wet tongue slid into my mouth in a hurry, he tilts my head with his hand at the back of my head to accommodate his tongue. I gasp as his tongue licks the insides of my cheek. My tongue and his fight for dominance. He leads me against the wall, his warm, hard body pressed against mine. My fingers play with the locks on his head, I feel myself arch into him.
"Oh.."
A startled voice cries out. And we pull apart like teenagers caught making out in the classroom. We were both out of breath, and he looked deliciously disheveled. His hair was tousled in a way that made him look even sexier. His eyes still darkened with lust held mine in place, I could not look away, I did not even want to.
"Please excuse me, I need that." The voice sounded irritated.
I finally force myself to look away from Kenny and look at the intruder. A stout man, with a huge mole on his nose and his face was scrunched in disgust. He was looking pointedly at something behind me. Kenny moves and reaches for It, as he leans behind me I get a whiff of his cologne, I take a big sniff, it was intoxicating. I feel Kenny stiffen as I do this.
"You have no idea what you do to me when you do that." He says in a low rumble.
"Really? Tell me." My whisper is low and seductive.
The stout man makes a noise at the back of his throat, and i stop myself from kicking him in the shin.
"Patience Mimosa, Patience." He says, humour lacing his tone, he must know I was feeling impatient with the Stout guy.
He hands the stout man a black umbrella which he grabs and walks away.
"Patience is really not my strong suit." I tell him as i take his hand. Sparks jump from where our hands meet. I start to lean into him as we walk into the establishment. I really did not want to be eating right now.
"We should get take out." He says as he pulls out a seat for me.
I miss his touch as soon as he leaves me.
"Ditto. Let us get out of here." I was too eager for him to touch and caress every bit of skin on my body.
He smiles the crooked, sexy smile that i love seeing on him, my insides turn to mush the second I see it.
"You naughty girl."
I give him what I hope is a seductive smile,
"Yes, I am, but only for you daddy."
His eyes darken even more. And I know what would tip him over the edge. I get up as slowly as I can, all the while keeping eye contact, then I head to the bathroom, swaying my hips as I go. I feel his eyes on me all the way to the bathroom.
I let out a huge exhale. I had clamped my legs shut as I walked, hoping to relieve the pressure from between my legs, it did not. I could not even splash my face with water since I didn't have any make up on me.
The door swung open and Kenny walked in, locking the door behind him. I raise my brows in mock confusion. This was screaming Deja vu. Only the roles were reversed.
"This is the woman's bathroom. Are you lost?"
He started towards me, slowly advancing towards me, his eyes on me the whole time.
"I believe it went like what are you doing in the female restroom you pervert?"
I don't remember exactly what I said, so I chuckle. And play along.
"And next one went like, you are the pervert, this is the male bathroom."
He was closer now, we were just two feet apart now.
"And the next part was like this." He whispers before covering the space between us and covering my mouth with his.
I sink into his arms as our mouths worked fervently. He picked me up like he did months ago. Plopped me on the sink and our mouths connect once more. I was moaning into his mouth and he groaned into mine.
His mouth disconnects from mine as he peppered kisses along my neckline. I burst into a moaning chorus as he nibbled on my sweet spot.
"Right there.." I whisper.
His tongue darts out and licks beneath my ear, and i inhaled sharply. His hand massaged my breasts as he found his way back to my mouth.
"You like that?" He asked in between kisses.
"Yes.." I cried.
My fingers and his pry his shirt off and it lands somewhere at his feet. His fingers take my own shirt off quickly. Cold air blasts at my bare skin for a few seconds before he peppers kisses all over my body, causing me to be warm again.
"I don't think the memory goes this far." I tease when he tries to unhook my bra.
"Yeah, this is how it should have gone. We are making a new memory now." He says as the clasp comes undone.
"So fucking beautiful." He whispers as he spanks them. I watch them bounce for a second before his mouth catches a nipple. I almost scream in pleasure but his hand comes up to my mouth to stop me.
"Shhhh baby, they'll hear you." He whispers. A wicked glint in his eyes.
I nod.
"Now, what did you say about the no panties business." He says as he parts my legs open with the free hand.
"Fuck Mimosa, you naughty girl. You really wore no panties."
I bite my lip.
"I have been a bad girl daddy."
His eyes flicker to mine. Dark and lustful. I drool as I watch his eyes.
"I see that. You need to be punished. Don't you think?"
I nod eagerly.
His hands massage my thighs, causing me to squeeze my legs shut. He pried them open once more. Looking directly into my eyes.
"Keep them open."
I nod again. Unable to speak.
"Use words Mimosa."
He was inches away from my core. Stroking my thigh slowly and purposefully.
"Ye..yes daddy."
He nods in approval. Moving his fingers an inch away from my core. I buck my waist towards his fingers but he doesn't move them.
"Patience."
I moan in response.
"Now, what do you want daddy to do for you?"
I wanted him to plunge his fingers into me until I was a shivering mess. But instead I say,
"I want daddy to punish me."
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