Relax
KALLIE
Morning light streams through the curtains of my cabin balcony. I stretch my back before settling back into the luxurious bed. I can’t remember the last time I slept in after the sun was up.
It’s been so long since I’ve had such good and easy conversation. It was such a breath of fresh air. It also didn’t hurt that my conversation partner was sexy as sin.
Even seated, I could tell he was incredibly tall.
His scarlet skin and curling black horns made him unforgettable.
The suit he wore hugged every broad line of his body, and I wonder if there’s a pair of wings hidden beneath that jacket.
His red-black hair was pulled into a sleek top knot that highlighted the chiseled lines of his face.
And those eyes. Captivating orange eyes that were warm, knowing, and unbelievably magnetic.
Evren was sex on a stick disguised as a businessman.
My hands cup my breasts and roll my nipples through the thin nightgown I’m wearing. The sensation sends a shiver through me.
God, when was the last time I felt a ripple of pleasure like this? Too long.
I let my mind wander and picture Evren standing at the foot of the bed. His cock would be a deeper shade of red, swollen with need for how hard he is for me.
“Do you like playing with yourself, Kallie? Do you enjoy seeing what it does to me?” He practically growls in his deep baritone voice.
“Mmm, yes. Do you like when I put on a show for you?”
“Fuck yes,” he snarls, grabbing his cock and giving it a long, hard stroke.
My hands slide down my body and slip beneath the band of my panties. I spread my outer lips and begin to tease my clit as dream Evren climbs onto the bed with me.
He lifts my leg and kisses his way to my core, lightly grazing my skin with his fangs. When he reaches my dripping center, he takes a long drag with an impossibly long tongue. A throaty moan escapes me as my hips chase his talented mouth.
“So needy for me aren’t you? He says, licking me once more, then nipping the rest of the way up my body.
“Yes,” I moan.
“Good,” he says before slamming into me without warning.
I practically scream as he pounds into me, bypassing any slow build and going straight to powerful, bone-liquifying fucking.
I rub fast, hard circles on my clit while slipping a finger inside myself to furiously pump in time with the dream version of Evren.
“That’s it, my greedy girl. Scream for me. Cum for me.”
At his command, I cum all over my hand, moaning his name.
When the aftershocks subside, I let myself float back to earth. After placing an order for room service, I decide to video chat with Mel.
“You’re in your room,” she deadpans as soon as the video connects and she can see my surroundings.
If I could roll my whole body and not just my eyes, I would.
“I’ll have you know, Miss Judgy, that I am still in bed. I haven’t even gotten up for coffee. No. Coffee. Mellodie. Because I slept in.”
My sister literally shouts with joy, making me drop the phone.
“Jeez, Mel. I almost gave myself a concussion with my phone!”
She starts laughing, a joyous smile planted on her face.
“But you’re relaxing! You never relax. Even on your days off, you’re always eyeballs deep into work stuff.”
She’s not wrong. I tend to hyperfocus and go down a rabbit hole. I wasn’t always a workaholic, but Matt drained my accounts with all his crazy get-rich-quick schemes. After years of floating him, expenses and finances can be triggering and send me spiraling into a hole.
When I smile at my sister, it’s full of gratitude.
“It’s been amazing to just lie here and rot.”
She laughs again before continuing, “How was the mixer?”
“So cringy, buuuuuut…”
“But? But what? Spill it, bitch,” she demands.
I giggle. “I met an extremely sexy and very charming demon at the bar.”
“Don’t hold out, damn it! I am living through you! You aren’t the only one who is going through a damn drought,” she says, exasperated. Not wrong. I think the last date Mel went on may have been to my wedding.
“Ridiculously tall, gorgeous spiraled horns, stunning crimson skin, and a voice that had me clenching my thighs.”
“God. Damn.” She says breathlessly. “Are you gonna see him again?”
”I don’t know. We didn’t exchange numbers or anything. Just chatted at the bar and then said goodnight, but if I ran into him again, I would not be mad about it.”
“I hope you do, and you live your best cruise life.”
A knock at the door pulls me out of the conversation.
“Room service is here. I’m gonna go eat and then head to the casino for a bit.”
“Good luck and have fun. Love you!”
“Love you.”
I drag myself from bed and grab my room service. After a luxurious meal, I shower and get ready to head down to the casino. As much as I enjoyed my fantasy, I can’t spend my entire vacation locked in my room getting myself off to visions of the sexy demon.