Our kiss deepened with every passing second, the heat between us intensifying. Impatience simmered beneath the surface as I wrapped my hand around his neck, threading my fingers through his silky black hair.

His hands that were rested on my lower back trailed downwards, humming with satisfaction as he cupped a handful of my ass.

Without breaking our fiery kiss, he lifted me off the floor with ease and steadily walked back into the room with my legs wrapped around his waist.

Our lips left each other's once he laid me down, with himself positioned between my legs.

His eyes darkened, consuming the blue in them as he caught a glimpse of the black lace panties that were hiding underneath my dress, covering what he was craving the most.

"May I?" His voice wavered, eyes flicking up to meet mine, burning with a mix of hunger and anticipation.

"Yes," I replied nodding my head, sounding almost desperate and pathetic. But I was. My body was begging and aching to be touched...to be explored in ways both of us couldn't imagine.

"Are you sure?" Despite the passion behind his lust-filled eyes, they still held a genuine concern that made me want him even more.

I reached up gently pulling him in by his collar, and pressed my lips deeply against his. "Do whatever you want to me tonight" I whispered before moving my lips closer to his ears "You wanted a little excitement right?"

With his hands on both sides of my head, he looked down at me with a devilish grin plastered on his face as he licked his plump, pink lips.

He untied the bow at the front of my dress that kept it closed together, moving the wine-colored silk fabric to reveal my half-naked body.

His breath hitched when he realized I had no bra on, staring lecherously at my bare breasts as if he didn't know what to do with them.

He pulled his plain, cream cardigan over his head and tossed it on the floor keeping his eyes on my chest the entire time.

I lifted my hip as he slid my underwear off watching him as he sucked his bottom lip in, his breathing becoming heavier with passion.

He used one of his hands to push my legs back whispering something I couldn't quite catch, his eyes now trapped in a trance.

His lips returned to mine, hungrier than before, as if each kiss ignited a fire deep within him.

The heat between us surged, and I could feel his need radiating through every touch. 

His lips claimed mine with a burning passion, rough and demanding, but still tender. Our tongues danced in perfect rhythm, moving in sync like they'd been waiting for this moment all along.

I forgot the world around me, lost in the rhythm of Dyalen's presence as he teased his middle finger along my wet slit causing me to softly moan into in mouth. 

Every brush of his fingertips felt like a whisper of fire against my skin, and I savored each touch as if it were a secret meant only for us. 

Time slowed to a crawl, and the noise of life faded, leaving nothing but the soft warmth of his hands, the steady beat of his heart echoing in sync with mine

He applied firm pressure to my aching clit, rubbing in circles while slowly moving his middle finger into me, pumping and curling his fingers before inserting his second.

Our foreheads rested against each other, skin warm and slick with shared tension, our breaths mingling in the small space between us. As he quickened his pace, his lips parted, as did mine, catching each other's shallow gasps in a rhythm of desperation.

"Please" I pleaded. "I need you now" There was nothing but the sound of my soft desperate moans, and the wet thrusts of his fingers pumping inside me. 

"I know" His voice was low and seductive, making the need to feel him inside me grow even more. 

He halted his movements, looking deep into my soul with his hooded tempting eyes as he slowly removed his fingers and took them in his mouth, humming as he sucked his finger provocatively with a smug grin on his face.

"You taste so good" He spread my legs further apart and leaned over to press a short kiss on my lips. 

He reached down the small space between us and unbuckled his belt. The sound made my already-pounding heart race quicker, each beat echoing in my chest as if it might burst. Flames burned inside me, growing hotter and higher, consuming every inch of control I had left.

He hurriedly undid his buttons and pushed his pants down his waist along with his boxers, his dick falling just inches away from my entrance, and I rolled my hips getting a feel of his tip. 

I pushed myself up, leaning on my elbow as the both of us looked intently at him stroking his veiny shaft.

He rubbed himself along my soaked slit and I cursed eagerly under my breath, feeling deep, overwhelming frustration.

He aligned the tip of his dick at my entrance and began easing himself into me. A gasp of sweet pain fell from my mouth, turning into soft moans of blissful pleasure as he started thrusting his hips slowly.

Each stroke sent shivers through my body, drawing him closer to me until there was no space left between us.

His hands gripped my waist, pulling me tighter, grounding me in the intensity of the moment as my fingers tangled in his hair, holding on like my life depended on it.

"Czujesz się tak dobrze" I muttered, I didn't understand one word of what he was saying, and was caught up in the bliss of the moment that I didn't care to know.

My moans grew louder, filling the silence of the quiet room as he pushed my legs back and stroked inside of me harder with his pace picking up speed. 

"Please don't stop" I pleaded, barely catching my breath as I gently massaged my throbbing clit.

Without warning, he flipped me over and pulled me up so that I was on all fours and slid himself back in me. 

I thrust myself back on him, both of us picking up a steady rhythm as I turned to watch him.

His face was twisted with pleasure and It was intoxicating. I felt a rush of adrenaline when his fingertips danced over my skin, exploring every curve and line, as if he were trying to imprint the memory of me deep within his mind.

"Keep doing that" He rasped, Planting a strong slap on my ass as he held on to my waist pounding me deeper.

My moans turned into cries as his hands slid from my waist to my back, pinning me to the bed and my fingers tightly gripped the soft sheets taking the tender pain coursing through me, drowning out every thought that plagued my mind, I surrendered to the moment, enveloped blissful oblivion. 

"Yes," his tone was low and enticing once he felt me tightened around him. "Cum all over my dick " 

His daring choice of words sparked a smoldering heat within me, igniting a wildfire that danced along my skin.

The way he spoke, with such confidence and fervor, sent a thrilling shiver down my spine, awakening every nerve ending and leaving me both exhilarated and on edge

My eyes rolled back and my body shook violently as my orgasm pushed its way to the surface, giving me the long-awaited feeling I had been craving, flooding my senses with a blissful warmth that filled the empty spaces inside me.

"Fuck" He lets out a short throaty groan as he spills his warm cum all over my back.

Even though he still hadn't caught his breath, he mustered his strength, slowly dragging himself off the bed. With an effortless grace, he lifted me into his arms, the warmth of his skin against mine sending a ripple of electricity through me. 

He began to walk toward the bathroom, his steps steady yet filled with a determined intensity, as if every moment spent together was a treasure he wasn't willing to waste.

The air wrapped around us in a comforting silence, broken only by our lighthearted chuckles.

I tightened my arms around him, feeling a rush of warmth and contentment that echoed the happiness blooming between us.

In his arms, the world ceased to exist, and all that mattered was this moment—this delicate, intoxicating connection we shared.

••♡••

I woke up to the blaring alarm and a heavy hand draped across my waist, pulling me deeper into the warmth of the blankets.

Groggy, I fumbled for my phone, squinting at the screen as I tried to blink away the blur of sleep that clung to my eyes.

As soon as I read the time and the alarm label, panic shot through me. I shot upright, causing Daylen to jolt awake beside me.

8:45 AM! FEED KAIN!!

The realization hit me like a splash of cold water.

Suddenly, I was yanked back to reality. I wasn't home. Memories of the wild night flooded my mind, clear as day, while the weight of the life I had momentarily escaped settled heavily on me.

I hurriedly peeled the blanket off my bare skin, my eyes darting around the room as I frantically searched for my scattered clothes.

"You okay, love?" Daylen's groggy voice broke through the silence as he sat up, his words still thick with sleep.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I muttered, slipping into my clothes as fast as I could. "I just remembered I have something important to take care of." My heart raced as I grabbed my belongings, my movements quick and rushed.

As I stuffed the last of my things into my bag, I noticed Daylen getting dressed too. A sudden knock at the door made me freeze. Daylen, looking as confused as I felt, went to answer it.

He pulled the door open and greeted someone casually.

"Rhyder" The familiar voice echoed through my ears cause my heart to beat to race out of my chest.

Shit

And that's when I turned around and saw him. Fernando.

"I'm sorry for interrupting you so early, but I need your help. Didn't you see my missed call?" With that, his eyes finally darted up to meet mine, furrowing with curiosity and flabbergation.

As Fernando stepped into the room, the air seemed to thicken with tension. His gaze flickered between me and Daylen, taking in the disheveled state of the room, my hastily thrown-on clothes, and Daylen's relaxed posture, as if he hadn't quite pieced together the situation yet.

"Morning," Fernando said, his voice tight, though he tried to mask it with a forced smile. He locked eyes with me for a brief moment, a look of knowing passing between us that made my stomach churn.

Daylen, oblivious to the shift in the atmosphere, stretched lazily and yawned. "What do you need help with?" he asked, his voice still thick with sleep.

Fernando's eyes lingered on me for just a beat too long before he replied, "Just needed to talk to you about something. Didn't expect to find company." His words were casual, but the way he said it left little room for misunderstanding.

I quickly busied myself, trying to act as if I wasn't part of whatever undercurrent was brewing between the two of them.

My heart raced as I zipped my bag, suddenly feeling like I had stayed far too long. I didn't know what to say, and the weight of the moment made it hard to breathe.

Daylen, either still too groggy or completely unaware of the sudden tension, laughed. "Oh, yeah. She was just about to head out." He turned to me with a smile that almost made me feel guilty. Almost.

I forced a smile, the awkwardness growing heavier by the second. "Yeah, I should go," I said softly, moving toward the door.

As I walked past Fernando, our shoulders almost brushed, and for a split second, I wondered if he'd say something. But he didn't. His silence felt louder than anything he could've said.

I stepped into the hallway, the tension from the room still clinging to me like a weight I couldn't shake off. With each step I took, the air felt slightly lighter, but the nagging feeling in my chest stayed with me. I had a sinking suspicion that this wasn't the last I'd hear of it.

Without looking back, I muttered, "I should go," and quickly headed for the door.

I didn't wait for anyone to respond. As soon as I was out in the hallway, I practically ran to the elevator, jabbing the button with sweating fingers.

I kept my eyes locked on the floor numbers as the elevator descended, willing it to move faster. The last thing I wanted was for Fernando to follow me, to say anything. The doors finally opened, and I bolted out of the building without a second thought, the cool morning air hitting me like a slap in the face.

Without breaking stride, I made my way to the car park, my breath coming out in sharp bursts. My hands fumbled with my keys as I reached my car.

I finally got the door open and threw myself into the driver's seat, slamming the door shut behind me.

I sat there for a moment, gripping the steering wheel tightly, trying to steady my breathing. The weight of the morning's events pressed down on me as I stared out the windshield before I started the engine and drove out of the lonely car park.

I'm sick asf and I have the nastiest headache, so excuse me if this isn't properly written 😭

Also, excuse me if it's a bit repetitive. My brain is glitching rn LOL💔😭

Any thoughts?