Chapter 9
Nico
Kennedy walked through my front door, and I saw the way her butt moved in that tight navy dress she was wearing. I knew I’d made the right decision. I needed to have her again and I was relieved she’d agreed to my proposition.
She seemed like she didn’t regret the decision either. There were no doubts on her mind. We were two people who were attracted to each other. I was emotionally unavailable, but I was available for sex.
I threw my jacket to the floor and followed her to my living room.
Her hips swung as she walked. Her butt protruded like a bubble on the back of her dress. Her cleavage spilled from the low neckline. She was sexy and I knew she knew it.
“Take off your clothes,” I commanded her.
I sat down on the couch. I wanted to watch her strip.
She was biting down on her delicious lower lip, as she pulled down the zip on the side of her dress. Slowly, her body was revealed to me. She was wearing black silk lingerie tonight. It seemed like her bra was struggling to hold her breasts. Her thong was minuscule and she gave me a twirl. Her butt was on full display.
I sat on the couch with my legs spread out. My cock was hard and throbbing in my pants, tenting it. She was sizzling hot and I liked watching her. Watching the way her body slowly moved.
“Touch yourself,” I said. Kennedy’s lips parted and a dark daze overtook her green eyes. She was staring at me and her cheeks were flushed. Slowly, her hands traveled down to the small triangle of her thong. She rubbed herself gently, pouting her lips and she moaned.
I undid my belt and reached for my cock. When she saw that, she stroked herself harder. Standing in front of me in her lingerie and her heels, I felt like I could look at this woman forever.
Her red hair had come undone and it fell around her shoulders thickly.
“I want to see your nipples,” I growled, as I stroked my cock.
She unhooked her bra and it fell to the floor. Her nipples were pebbled, tight and rosy. With one hand, she pinched her left nipple, while her other hand remained between her legs. On that juicy wet spot that I was going to own.
My cock raged in my hand. I stroked it hard while I watched Kennedy pleasuring herself. The harder she rubbed her clit, the louder her moans became.
“Come over here,” I said, narrowing my eyes at her.
She stood over me and I grabbed her wrists, pulling her down to my lap. She was straddling me now, with her legs thrown over on either side. I pulled her closer. Her pussy; wet and swollen, was now rubbing against my raging throbbing cock.
Kennedy moved her butt, rolling her hips. Our groins rubbed together and I growled. I clapped one hand on her quivering shaking butt. My other hand was on her breast. I pinched her erect nipple, tugging and squeezing it.
She threw her head back, exposing her long pale neck to me. I kissed her neck, tasting the sweet saltiness of her skin. Kennedy continued to roll her hips, stroking her pussy against my cock.
She was panting while I nibbled at the spot between her shoulder blades. My hand traveled down from her breast to her pussy. I tugged at her thong, pulling it till the material snapped and fell to the floor.
“I’ll buy you a new one,” I groaned, just before my mouth clamped around one pink nipple. She gasped as I started sucking. My finger slipped into her exposed pussy. I felt Kennedy grasp me by my shoulders, digging her nails into my flesh.
She liked it. I could tell from the way she started moving her hips wildly. My finger slipped in and out of her pussy while I sucked on her nipple. She shuddered as she moved, then her fingers started working on my shirt buttons. One by one, she undid them and threw my shirt open.
My cock continued to pulse, rubbing against her while my finger played with her folds. Her clit was swollen and throbbing and I rubbed it roughly with my thumb. Kennedy was moaning loudly now, with her head still thrown back.
I moved my mouth to her other breast, sucking on that erect nipple till she cried out.
“Nico…please…I need you inside me!”
I looked up at her, her face was flushed and her green eyes were bright with desire. My fingers continued to play with her clit. She kept moving on my lap. Her juices were sticky and hot in my hands.
I grabbed her by her waist and lifted her up. I needed to move her off my lap so I could pull my pants down. Kennedy helped me, she even peeled off my shirt. When I placed her back on my lap, she quickly grabbed my cock with both hands.
A shock ran down my spine. She was stroking me, her hands slipping and sliding over the tip of my cock. It was glistening with sticky pre-cum and she rubbed it down the length of my cock.
She looked up at me, straight into my eyes. Her breathing was ragged.
“This feels so good,” she whispered and I leaned over, so I could kiss her lips. She gasped when our mouths fused, parting her lips wide. I tasted her sweetness, the deliciousness of her juicy mouth. I bit on her lower lip and she gasped again, and then giggled.
She was right. This felt really good. Kennedy’s body was beautiful and there was so much I wanted to do to her. Right now, I needed to be inside her and explode. If I didn’t, I felt like I would go crazy.
With my fingers, I gently parted the folds of her pussy. Kennedy lifted herself up and then guided herself over my cock. Slowly, at first, she lowered down on me. I could feel my rock-hard cock push aside her folds and enter her.
I groaned as I slid in and she threw her arms around my neck. Inch by inch, I was entering her. Kennedy’s eyes glazed over and her mouth was open wide. I wasn’t sure if I was hurting her, but she didn’t tell me to stop.
Within moments, she was riding me. My cock deep inside her, her body writhing and shuddering over me. I stared at the way her breasts bounced in front of my face. She was guiding me this time, she was in control.
I held on to her waist tightly as she moved over me. My hands stroked her skin, grunting with every thrust. Kennedy was bouncing, riding me hard and she moaned loudly.
I could feel my cock sliding in her. Slipping in easily and she moved up so that my cock slid out again. She rolled her hips and shook herself wildly. I could feel every inch of her, every shudder of her body. She was soft and light in my arms, bouncing on my lap.
“Come for me,” I growled and reached for her clit. While she slid herself up and down the length of my cock, I stroked her clit. Kennedy was glaring at me intensely, holding my gaze. I wanted to see her come. Witness the way her body reacted when she lost all control.
My fingers stroked and rubbed her clit. She was moaning, purring and rolling her hips. I knew I was deep inside her and she was riding my cock like her life depended on it.
I felt a jerk. I knew I was close to the edge too. I grabbed her by her waist and lifted her up. Kennedy gasped as I swung her, placing her on the arm of the couch. My cock was still driving inside her.
I wanted to take control now. Make her come wildly.
She parted her legs wide while I pounded her pussy. She was leaning back on the arm of the couch, her body giving up. I stretched her legs aside, keeping my hands pinned down on her soft curvy thighs.
“Oh my God!” she screamed and I saw her eyes roll up. She threw her arms around my neck and I felt her body jerk and shudder. She was coming and she looked beautiful.
I exploded inside her too. We were coming together. I was filling her up with my seed; growling and grunting with every long thrust. Kennedy was spent by the end of it and so was I.
Sweating and panting, I pulled myself out of her. She collapsed down on the couch, trying to catch her breath.
I watched her and she looked back at me. Even though we were silent, we both knew that she was going nowhere tonight. She was staying right here.
Chapter 10
Kennedy
I had an hour for lunch the next day and I met Ava at a nearby cafe. She was sipping on her green tea, while I ate a ham and cheese sandwich. I could sense her watching me closely. We had
known each other long enough for her to know that there was something going on.
I wanted to tell her. I knew I needed to tell her. Ava was my closest friend, and I had no idea why I’d been keeping it a secret in the first place.
For some reason, it felt unreal to me. Like I hadn’t just bumped into Nico Rossi out of the blue. Like if I told Ava, then the spell would be broken. I’d be back to reality and realize that I hadn’t been sleeping with Nico.
“So, are you going to tell me about your hot date?” Ava asked. I finished chewing the sandwich and then shrugged my shoulders. It was no big deal. I was just an adult making adult decisions involving another adult man.
“It was good. It was great. He took me to this fancy restaurant, Luigi’s,” I told her. Ava narrowed her eyes at me, making me nervous. “You heard of it?”
She tilted her head to one side, the way she always did when she was trying to catch me out.
“Yes, everyone’s heard of Luigi’s. I’m not really interested in what food you had, Kenni. I’m asking you a very specific question.”
I met Ava’s eyes defiantly. How long was I going to keep this up?
I’d already promised myself that I would tell her the truth if I slept with Nico again. Now however, it seemed like a bad idea. I had a feeling that Ava would talk me out of it.
“What question is that?” I asked her.
“How did the date go? What did you do? You’re blushing like a tomato so I know that something happened,” Ava replied. She’d put down her cup of tea and was now glaring at me. She wanted answers. I’d never shut her off from my life like this.
“It went well, I just told you. We had dinner…and then he took me back to his place,” I revealed.
Just a little peek. I’m not going to tell her too much.
She widened her eyes with surprise, then bit down on her lip.
“You went to his place? Where does he live? Something tells me that the sex is good?” she was smiling now, glad that I was opening up to her about it a little bit.
“It’s awesome!” I couldn’t control myself. I needed to tell somebody how great Nico was in bed. “He’s like…I don’t know how to describe it. It’s like he knows exactly what to do to make me feel amazing. I come in minutes. It’s never happened to me before,” I was gushing like a schoolgirl now and Ava was smiling.
She leaned in closer to me over the table.
“Is he…like, big? Is that it?” she asked and I couldn’t nod my head wildly enough.
“He’s huge…but that’s not the only thing. He’s an expert…his body is…he’s just so fucking hot!” I couldn’t keep my voice down or hide the excitement, as much as I tried.
Ava and I giggled and then she bit down on her lip.
“So, you think you’re going to see him again? Has he said anything?” she asked.
I looked down at my plate, considering picking up my sandwich again to avoid the question. This was the hard part. I didn’t want to have to do this—to explain our situation to Ava.
“No, he didn’t mention another date, but yes, we’ll be seeing each other again,” I admitted. Ava clapped her hands.
“Oh my God, Kenni! This is so exciting. You are confident that you’ll see him again! Does this mean that you guys are…heading towards something?”
I avoided Ava’s eyes. I didn’t want to answer that question. But I could sense from the look on my face, she knew the answer to that already.
“No, we’re not. We’ve decided to keep it light and hot,” I replied.
There were a few moments of silence between us, while Ava studied my face.
“Light and hot? Like a casual relationship?”
I nodded my head and smiled weakly at her. This shouldn’t have been too surprising. It wasn’t like I hadn’t been involved in casual relationships before. It was different this time though, it was Nico! And I knew Ava could see it on my face. She knew I was worried.
“You mean he’s decided it for you?” she asked. I shook my head, still trying to put up a fight.
“No, we both decided. I mean, yes, he suggested it but it was my decision,” I told her.
“You mean if you decided you didn’t want that, he would never call you again? So, you agreed to it because you want to keep seeing him?” Ava continued. I didn’t want to admit it to her. That made me sound weak and desperate. I wished the truth was that I didn’t care about where our relationship was headed, just as much as Nico didn’t.
I said nothing. I couldn’t lie to my best friend any longer. I just stared down at my plate, feeling guilty and self-conscious like I’d done something wrong.
“Kenni, who is this guy? Why are you doing this to yourself? You’re going to end up hurt and alone at the end of this!” Ava sounded concerned and of course, she had every reason to be.
I looked up at her with a sullen face. Admitting the truth was going to open up a whole new can of worms.
“It’s Nico Rossi, from high school,” I said, meekly.
Ava sat back in her seat like someone had pushed her. She was staring at me in disbelief and I had nowhere to look. Nowhere to hide from the truth.
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“He kissed you at that party?” Ava had her mouth covered with her hands. I had no choice but to tell her everything. When I nodded my head, she breathed in deeply.
“Why didn’t you tell me before, Kenni? You kept it a secret for so long!”
I shrugged my shoulders, looking sheepishly down at my lap.
“I didn’t think anyone would believe me, and then he disappeared. I never heard from him again. What was the point of telling anyone?”
Ava sat back in her chair. My sandwich and her tea had gone cold. Neither of us were interested in our food.
“And now, you just happened to bump into him at the bar?” Ava was still in disbelief.
“He recognized me! I was surprised he did. He even remembered my name!” I cried and Ava rolled her eyes.
“What? What is it?” I snapped at her. I knew she wouldn’t be pleased to hear all this, but at least she could try. For two seconds!
“Kenni…” she began to say.
“You don’t believe me? You don’t think a girl like me deserves the attention of a guy like Nico?” I raged at her. My guilt and worry were turning into anger and I couldn’t help it.
“That is not what I was going to say. Of course, I believe you!” she snapped.
I slumped back in my chair and looked around the cafe. All this was a bad idea. I wished I hadn’t gone up to Nico and spoken to him at the bar. My life would have been a whole lot simpler right now.
“It’s just that…Nico didn’t simply disappear,” Ava continued and I crossed my brows at her.
“I know. He told me! He had to look after his sick granddad,” I snapped. Ava stared at me confusedly.
“Granddad?” she asked and I glared back at her. Ava shook her head.
“Look, Kenni, I don’t know what he told you…”
“Oh, so now he’s the one lying!”
“Kenni!” Ava squealed. Loud enough for people at other tables to turn to look at us. “I need you to listen to me!” she hissed in a lower voice.
“Okay, I’m listening, Ava. Tell me what you have to say,” I rolled my eyes in displeasure.
“Nico Rossi is…I don’t know how to explain this to you. Let’s just say that our families know each other,” she said. She was staring at me, searching my eyes to see if I got what she was saying.
Initially, I did not. Then I started thinking about all the questions I had about Ava’s family. We had been best friends, and I knew her family casually…however, I had always wondered what her family actually did. Ava never talked about it and I got the sense that it was something that I shouldn’t know about.
Her family was Italian, they lived in a grand house and Ava never wanted for anything. Whatever her parents did, they lived a comfortable lifestyle. And I also sensed that whatever they did, it wasn’t a regular job eith
er. The Italian mafia; were words that had floated in my head often. Neither Ava, nor I had ever spelled it out.
How did it matter to me? Ava was my best friend, and what her family was involved in had nothing to do with our friendship.
“What are you saying to me, Ava?” I asked and she looked away from me.
“Kenni, that is not something I can discuss with you. I don’t know the details myself,” Ava replied. She knew that we were both on the same page now. She was essentially telling me what I’d always predicted about her family.
When I said nothing, Ava shifted her chair closer to me.
“My point is, Kenni, that the Rossi family is involved in the same things that my family is. Do you understand?” Ava was talking in whispers. I stared at her, feeling my heart racing in my chest. I understood what she was saying, but I refused to believe it.
“That’s not what Nico is involved in,” I snapped and looked away from her.
“Kenni, why won’t you believe me?” Ava’s voice had turned into a hiss now, but I refused to meet her eyes again.
“I would have known, I would have got some clue,” I argued.
The truth was that there were several clues. It explained Nico’s bad mood, why he didn’t want to discuss work, why he didn’t want an actual relationship. It explained everything. But I wasn’t going to admit it to Ava.
If I did, she would convince me that sleeping with Nico was a bad and dangerous idea.
I knew it already. I didn’t need her to tell me that.
“Kenni…” Ava’s voice had become a soft worried whisper again. She clutched my hand and squeezed it tightly. “I don’t want that guy to get you involved in things that you won’t be able to handle. You’re not a part of the circle. You have no protection from it. You have no idea what kind of things these people are involved in,” Ava continued.
I jerked my head around to look at her.
“You mean your people?” I snapped. Ava’s cheeks lost their color. She didn’t know what to say to that.
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