LAYLA ABRAHAM

"I'm going to turn in for the night." She faked a yawn to further prove her point.

"It's not even 10 yet."

She shrugged and faked another yawn. "It's been a long day." She wasn't completely lying, but she still felt bad for brushing him off.

Jerome seemed like a good guy and he had been polite and courteous with her all day, but she just couldn't help but compare her new bodyguard with her old; the boyfriend she was currently hoping would rush home to her. Sitting on the sofa and talking while the TV played in the background was how they both wound down for the evening, and it didn't settle well with her to do the same with Jerome.

He just wasn't her Alejandro.

When Alejandro got home, he found her in her room. When he sat down on the bed, she glanced up from the book she was reading. "How was your day?" She asked, folding the corner of the page she was on and reaching over to place it down on the bedside table, giving him her complete undivided attention.

He appraised her with dark, hungry eyes, already reaching out for her. "I need you so bad right now."

"We can't." She protested, but welcomed his descending mouth with a smile. "Jerome is in the living room. He'll hear us."

"I don't care."

"But I do." She whined but couldn't deny that she wasn't excited at the idea of being overheard or caught.

He gave her a slow smirk. "I'll be quiet. And quick."

"I don't like it when you're quick." She pouted against his mouth, her arms circling around his neck on their own accord as she pulled him onto the bed, despite her previous protests.

"I'll go however fast or slow you want me to, beautiful." He whispered, silently begging that she would give in.

"I want you hard."

"I'm already hard." He groaned against her mouth, pushing his hard erection into her warm core, only the material of their bottoms preventing him from sinking into where he so desperately wanted to be.

"That's not what I meant." She giggled.

Layla reached down to palm him through his jeans. When he jerked in her hands and a low, husky groan passed her lips, she felt herself cream in her panties.

"I thought we were just stating facts." He brushed his mouth over hers, teasing her with a few, expert moves of his tongue in hope of winning her over. "What do you say I show you just how I missed you today?"

Her eyes fluttered closed as he directed his attention down to her neck and collarbone, biting and sucking as he went. She couldn't bring herself to care if he was leaving behind any love bites or marks.

"I say you need to get out of that shirt."

"That's more like it, beautiful." He grinned and followed her orders, making quick work on the buttons on his shirt. "Take your top off for me. Let me see all of you."

A coy smile played on her lips as she reached for the bottom of the crop-top she was wearing. She had specifically chosen to wear a light pink top today, knowing fully well that he loved her in that colour. She couldn't help but flush as she recalled the last time she wore pink. He had mentioned he loved it on her because it was the colour of her skin when she blushed.

That just caused her to blush harder.

Before Alejandro, Layla barely blushed, almost as if blushing had been reserved for him all this time.

The man was just so sinfully handsome, impossible for any woman to resist.

Layla had never been the submissive type, but with Alejandro, she was more than willing to bend over backwards to meet his every demand. Though, she specifically reserved that for the bedroom.

"You look so beautiful in blue." The words passed his lips in a whisper as his body ran over her exposed skin, hungry for more.

When she clicked her fingers to snap him out of his daze, he grinned and met her eyes, his lips upturned in a boyish grin before rushing to strip himself of the rest of his clothes.

"I thought you loved me in pink."

"I'll take you in any way I can."

Layla pushed the straps of her light blue lace bra off her shoulders before reaching around to unhook it. She let her heavy breasts spring free of the bra, flinging it at his face with a soft giggle to follow.

He held up the bra with one finger and grinned, pausing to examine it before placing it down on the bedside table. "Are you wearing matching panties?"

"You're going to have to come check for yourself." She crooked a finger, beckoning him towards her.

Eager to please and find the answer to his question, Alejandro stalked up to the bed and lowered himself onto it. Instead of throwing his body over hers, he surprised her by leaning back against the headboard and spreading his legs.

She allowed him to pull her into his arms and she adjusted herself so she was straddling him. She braced her hands on his shoulders and lowered herself onto him, brushing his hardened cock with the material of her skirt. When his cock jumped at the friction and he groaned at the sensation, she couldn't help but grin at the power she had over him in this position.

More than happy to turn the tables in her favour, she dipped her head and placed a kiss just under his ear, still dry humping him. "I like this position."

With his head thrown back and his lips parted, he reached out blindly for her skirt and bunched it up from the bottom. His fingers travelled up the bare skin as he searched for his treasure but before, there was a quick detour to make. His hands ran up the sides of her thigh and when he couldn't locate the sexy lace material, she had so brazenly teased him with, his eyebrows furrowed together and his eyes shot open.

He glanced down and when his eyes met her bare pussy with her skirt still bunched up at her waist, he feared drool had gathered at the corners of his mouth.

"No panties?" His words were strained as his hands tightened in on her waist as he struggled to contain himself.

"You like the view?"

He leaned his head back and stared up at her, the love of his life. "I love the view."

Her breath caught in her throat at his admission, knowing that just like everything else he said, there was a double meaning behind his words.

"It's nice seeing you underneath me for a change."

"What can I say? I'm a man in love with power." His hand reached out to push her skirt down, revealing her ample bottom and naked pussy. She helped him out by tugging on the zipper and slipping the material off her body and throwing it to the side, uncaring of where it landed.

"That's why I fell for you." He looked up at her from under hooded eyes.

Layla grinned at his smooth words and reached down to grab his cock. Her thumb ran over the head of his hardened appendage to spread his pre-cum, using it to lubricate his length.

"If I wasn't so horny, I would take you in my mouth right about now." She whispered the words into his mouth, sucking gently on his bottom lip.

"Next time."

She lowered her hips and guided his length into her greedy pussy.

"Definitely next time." She exhaled as she sank down on him, taking all that he had to offer.

Alejandro grabbed her hips and helped guide her up and down his dick, his balls slapping against her ass every time she lowered herself onto him.

"You're so fucking tight." He mouthed around her breast as she continued to ride him.

Reaching behind her, she grasped his thigh with one hand and used the other to dip between their bodies and grab one of his heavy balls, giving it a squeeze. When his cock jerked at her touch, she grinned devilishly and repeated the action.

"I'm not going to last long with you riding me like this." He moaned with his head thrown back and his eyes closed.

"I'll take you in any way I can."

Alejandro threw his head back and groaned loudly. His grip on her hips tightened as he plummeted her back down on him. When the tip of his cock brushed against the end of her passage, he lifted her up and slammed her back down on him, wanting to do that all over again.

When her eyebrows furrowed together and her grip tightened around his heavy sac, he continued the motion, thrusting harder and deeper into her each time.

His dick swelled inside of her and he knew he wouldn't be able to last much longer, not with the way she was clenching around him with each thrust. Dipping his thumb in his mouth to wet it, he rubbed reached between their joined bodies and searched for her nub.

Her pussy squeezed him dangerously when he flicked her swollen nub. He continued rubbing her and when a long, low moan passed her lips, he knew she was close too. Thrusting into her once, twice and then a third time, she muffled her cry with her hand as her juices coated his length and when her quivering pussy walls clenched around him, he spurted inside her, spilling his essence into the rubber.

Alejandro continued thrusting lightly into her as they both came down on their highs. He embraced her with welcome arms when she sunk into his embrace, burying her face into the crook of his neck, his dick still inside her.

"That was amazing." She kissed his bare shoulder.

"I'm not done with you yet." He shifted so now they were both lying on the bed with him on top.

"You didn't cum?" She asked, surprised.

"I've never cum so hard before." Alejandro chuckled. Bracing his arms on either side of her, he lowered his body overs hers and placed a kiss against her hot, wet mouth, his tongue immediately seeking hers. "You've had your fun. It's my turn now."

Before she could ask what he meant, her man was already leaving a trail of kisses down her hot, sweaty body, pausing to pay special attention to her full breasts and erect nipples. He alternated between both, taking his sweet time to suck the hardened peaks into his mouth. When he brushed his teeth over her nipple, his other hand twisting and tugging at the other, her lips bucked up underneath him before her legs circled around his waist.

Alejandro chuckled against her breast and paused to lay his head over her heart, pressing his mouth to where he felt it beating thunderously underneath him.

Layla groaned in protest when he pushed himself up onto his knees and reached behind him to grab her ankles, unhooking her legs from around him. He placed her feet back on the bed and spready her legs before lowering his upper half back on the bed. Only this time, lower.

Much lower.

Her words of protests died on her lips as his hot breath fanned over her pussy lips.

"I want to see you cum one more time. I need to see you cum again." He whispered those words into her lower lips, grinning when her legs threatened to close over his head. He braced his arms on her thighs to keep them open, and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh.

"Stop teasing me." She groaned but before she finished speaking, he sucked her swollen clit into her mouth, his thumb joining the party to slip into her tight, quivering hole.

When a wanton, pleasure-filled groan passed her lips, Layla was quick to slap a hand over her face in fear that they would be overheard.

Seemingly, Alejandro had no qualms on the matter as he continued eating her pussy with so much vigour and eagerness, one would suspect that his life depended on it. Adding a second finger, he groaned in desire and hooked an arm around her thigh, throwing her leg over his shoulder to open her up more to him.

"You're the sweetest dessert I've ever had."

Her pussy walls quivered, clenched around his fingers and threatened to come undone just at the sound of his words.

A third finger joined in on the fun and he pounded them into her roughly, the palm of his hand slapping against her throbbing clit with each thrust.

"Alejandro!" She called out his name, her lips parted and her eyes welded shut.

Her back arched and she pressed her head back further into the pillow. A silent plea to cum passed her lips and when he swooped in again to flick her nub with his wet tongue, her core quivered before her whole body flushed and she came undone on his tongue.

She called his name out again as she reached her peak for the second time that night.

Quiet moans continued to sound from her as he lapped at her juices and cleaned her up.

Once he deemed the job done, Alejandro raised himself and crawled up her body. When he leaned down for a kiss, she moaned into his mouth at the taste of herself on his tongue.

Layla panted into him and rested her head on his chest as he laid on his back with her on top of him, his territorial arms wrapped around her body.

"I left some food for you in the oven if you're hungry. It should still be hot." She whispered to him; her eyes heavy and her body tired after bearing such pleasure at the hands of the man underneath her.

Alejandro grinned in the dark and nuzzled his face into the side of her neck. "I've already eaten." He brushed a hand down her hair, smoothening out the silky strands he had tangled earlier during the throes of passion.

He laughed loudly when she wacked his chest and pouted, no one's fault but her own for having walked right into that one.

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Layla Knight

08.06.2020