7. Kane
Seven
Kane
I’m taking a sip of coffee when Amber comes down the stairs in nothing but the short top and panties she had on last night. I suck in a breath and choke on my coffee.
“Oh, no! Are you okay?” she asks with concern. She’s hitting my back, trying to help me. Since I’m choking, I shouldn’t be aroused, but her strawberry scent combined with her sexy little outfit has my cock standing at attention once again. Shit!
I finally manage to get my choking under control. She walks over to the coffee maker and gets a cup. She fixes hers with stevia, milk, and creamer. It’s more like a dessert than a coffee, but that’s how she likes it.
“Ummm,” she moans as she takes a sip. “So delicious.” She licks her lips for emphasis. My cock is about to bust through my sweatpants. I scoot closer to the table so she can’t see the effect she has on me. The effect she always has on me.
“Were you in my room last night, Kane?”
I nearly choke again. Fuck. “What? Why would I be in your room?”
“I don’t know. I had a dream. It seemed really real,” she says, moving closer. My breath hitches. “Did you kiss me?”
I swallow hard. “I don’t know what you mean, baby girl.”
She grins and sits down. She talks to me, but I’m having a tough time concentrating. Her hard nipples are pressed against her shirt, beckoning my mouth. I try not to think of sucking them while I pound inside her sweet cunt, but I can’t shake the image. It’s seared into my brain. After a few minutes, I make an excuse and flee the room.
I slam my bedroom door behind me and sigh with relief. That was close; too close. She has no idea how close I came to losing control completely. All I wanted to do was toss her onto the kitchen island and fuck her silly.
I quickly release my cock and jack myself off. It only takes a few pumps before I spew cum all over the floor. I clean up my mess and take a deep breath. My control is hanging by a thread. Eventually, I know it’s going to break.