LOGINCo..rey… uhm we’re at the cafeteria don’t you think we need to be more discreet.
He knew she wanted him; it was visible in her eyes. Her eyes shone with lust, setting the mood right. He carried her to a VIP ward. He owned 50% shares in the hospital, he had access to everything here. Kisha wasn’t amazed; he ruled the city, governed it. All she could process right now is his forbidden touch, awakening all kinds of emotions. He kissed her fiercely, not wanting any space between them he pressed tightly onto her feeling every inch of her body. Love was a damn intense emotion. “Fuck sake”, I groaned, sighing heavily my voice hovering between devastation and awe. She grabbed my dick and I hissed. I positioned my cock on her entrance, my eyes fixed on hers as I slowly moved hitting her G-spot. We both moaned. Corey grabbed my hips bucking it rapidly and he slammed harder into my dripping pussy. Ahh… uhm … yes! Yes, eat me out. “Gosh, I can feel you so deeply” I breathed. Uh.. Yh eat me out loud.. uhm, slamming flesh against each other. Both holding onto each other like they would never let go, deep fantasies, Soul shattering moments. What seems like forever became present as tears stream from Kisha’s eyes. I never imagined I’ll get to feel you inside me again. Corey .. I’m so sorry all I ever wanted was for you to be safe. “Yh I figured”, he said with so much sarcasm. He sealed her mouth with mind blowing kisses resuming back giving her the best fuck of her life. “I’m fucking gonna leave my imprint all over you” he wisphered. That will serve as a reminder that you’re mine and mine alone. I’ll fuck you till you can’t remember your name and can’t feel you cubt no more. Kisha trembles underneath him, she knew she couldn’t escape this time. A lot has changed about him, he’s blunt more than ever. She surrendered to him as he took her to the moon and back, they both cum heavily. Corey teased with his tongue wiping her juicy hole clean. Fuckk!!! You taste like sin. Uhhhh…. Corey, am going to cum again. He fucked her with his tongue tasting every inch of her. She screamed his name as her juice flowed out, you taste like raspberries, my sunflower. Would you like to have a taste of yourself? Huh! don’t be shy you might get a reward for being a good naughty girl, His baritone voice made it hard for her to resist. She nodded subconsciously, like a needy child, she looked like a mess. Corey shove his shaft inside her wet pussy, pulled out then guided her head to suck on it hmm…. Isn’t that tasty .. arrgh… Kisha took him deep, sucking his dick like candy. She stroked on it, swirling her tongue on the tip, she was drunk off him. Ahh Ki.. Ki-sha arrgh !!! Fuck am going to explode, the pleasure was too much to handle. It wasn’t just sex; they made love. Her smile never reaches her eyes except with him. She’s the type that will drown you. You want to feed her but fear her. His arm dead across her waist, her head heavy on his shoulder. “She didn’t realize she’d be bracing for years until she felt his arm and went boneless”. Her heartbeat settled to match his. No words needed.His breathing said “you’re home” better than words ever could. Warmth after years isn’t just comfort, it's terror. “What if I wake up and she’s gone again”? So he stayed up a little bit longer, watching her sleep as he used his fingers to trace her nose. She slept like someone who had been at war; she’d slept like someone who just won. “ I can’t trust with my heart any more,” he whispered. I’d imagine you’d trample on it, give it away like it didn’t matter. This time I have to protect it, from you, from your touch. He was lost in thought, staring at her cherubic face. He stayed up all night till dawn set in. Kisha… stirred in her sleep. She slept with her hands open like she was holding someone but the other side of the bed felt empty, curled around nothing. No screaming, just stillness. She pulled his pillow to her chest and inhaled his scent deeply, mesmerizing in it. “She’d slept safer than she did in years. Waking up was a nightmare”. She dragged her feet to the bathroom, soaked herself in the shower, the memories of last night kept flooding her mind. She purchased new clothes online, got dressed and headed to Mama’s room. What a beautiful sight to behold! She saw Corey with another woman laughing, she was all over him. Oh my gosh…. You remember when I used to think you were a big bully in London I swear I was so scared out of my wit. Her voice echoed loudly across the room, both their laughter made her feel uncomfortable. Rey. I must say you amaze me in different ways. “It’s who I am,” he smirked. Miss Prime, how was your night? I hope it was blissful. Kisha dear! Mama Uyioku starched out her arms to hug Kisha, I can imagine how uncomfortable it was to spend the night in the hospital. So sorry dear. Kisha gave her a warm smile assuring her that she was alright. Hello… Rey, aren't you going to introduce me? Brenda raised her eyebrow while folding her arms. My bad… Brenda this is Miss Kisha Prime, the CEO of “Prime Anchor and Ash Furniture” Nice meeting you Miss Prime, Brenda stretched out her hands for a handshake. Kisha hesitated, studying her appearance, nice meeting you also Brenda?.. Brenda Boone, daughter of the “Chief of Naval Operation” with so much confidence and high self esteem giving Kisha a bright smile. Before I forget, Rey I have a surprise for you. Corey looked at Brenda, knowing fully well she didn’t plan anything because he called her impromptu. Being the spoiled brat she is, she wants to make her presence known. He made sure to play along . Hmmm.. interesting and what will that be?..And what makes you think I’m eager to spill?She winked at him, picked her Hermes Birkin bag on the table. I need to run to catch you later, she gave Mama Uyioku a peck on her cheek and left, not bothering to say bye to Kisha.Kisha didn’t know where she was going, she only knew she couldn’t stay at home. The argument with Corey had ended hours ago, but his words were still circling inside her head. To conquer the world together is a great deal. She wanted to prove him wrong by letting him witness what she had just seen. She had even pretended to believe him. But now, walking alone through the busy streets of Stark City, she realized how deeply those words had reached. The evening crowd moved around her. Cars honked, people laughed, street vendors called out to passing customers and music drifted from an open shop. But Kisha heard none of it clearly. She simply walked, one street became another, then another. She didn’t notice how far she’d gone until her feet began to ache. She stopped near a busy intersection and looked around. She didn’t recognize the street. “What am I doing?” She whispered. Her phone was in her hand. Corey’s name was still at the top of her recent calls. She stared at it, her hand
The house had finally gone quiet. Their mother had gone upstairs, the dishes had been cleared from the table, and the television in the living room played softly in the background, but neither Corey nor Jethro was paying attention to it. They sat outside on the back porch, two cups of juice between them and the night air settling gently around the house. For a while, neither brother spoke. Corey leaned back in his chair, Jethro stared at the garden. “You know…” Corey glanced at him. “What?” Jethro smiled faintly. Mom wasn’t joking earlier, about you never visiting. Corey laughed, I’ve been busy. “You’ve always been busy.” Jethro looked at him, “But you always came.” Corey’s smile faded, what do you mean? “When I was little you always came.” Jethro lowered his eyes. Corey listened. If I had a school event, you came. If I had a football match, you came. If I got sick, you slept outside my room. Corey smiled, “You had terrible nightmares.” “I know.” Jethro laughed softly. You
By seven that evening, Corey was already regretting agreeing to dinner. Not because he didn’t want to see his mother, he did. It was his younger brother he was worried about. Jethro had a talent for turning a peaceful dinner into an interrogation and tonight, Corey wasn’t in the mood to be interrogated. He parked outside his mother’s house and sat in the car for a moment. The house looked exactly as he remembered it. Warm lights glowing through the curtains, the faint sound of music coming from inside and the familiar smell of his mother’s cooking drifting through the evening air. He never seems to get why his mother cooks when they have servants at every beck and call. To make matters worse she prefers to live in this small mansion compared to the grandeur of the mansion he bought for her. His phone vibrated. Mom: Don’t make me come outside and drag you in. Corey smiled as he stepped out. Before he could knock, the door opened. His mother stood there with her hands on her hips. “Y
Kisha stared at her phone for almost a minute before finally typing the message: Can we meet tonight? She watched the message delivered. Three dots appeared almost immediately, then disappeared. Appeared again. Where? Kisha swallowed. She typed the name of the restaurant and sent it. She knew exactly what she was doing and she knew it was childish. But Corey had walked away from their argument without understanding what she had been trying to tell him. He always protected her, always decided what was best amd always acted as though she would break if he loosened his grip for even a second. She wanted him to feel something. Anything. She wanted him to understand that she wasn’t someone he could simply push away and expect to find waiting in the same place. Unfortunately, the plan she had come up with was cruel and she knew it. The restaurant was crowded when Corey arrived. He stepped inside, scanning the tables. Then he saw her. Kisha sat near the far window, she wasn’t alone,
Corey didn’t remember the drive to Mama Uyioku’s house, he only remembered leaving. One minute, he and Kisha had made it look like they had it all figured out, and the next minute he felt like a stranger with her. Dealing with all these emotions at once exhausted him to the point he couldn’t think straight any more. The next, he was behind the wheel, driving through the familiar streets of Stark City with his jaw clenched and his hands tight around the steering wheel. He shouldn’t have left, he knew that. But staying would have meant saying something he couldn’t take back. Kisha’s final words kept replaying in his mind. “We are both adults and needed to cool off some steam.” He exhaled sharply. “I know.” The problem was, he didn’t know how to stop protecting her. Not after everything they’d discovered, not after Morgan, not after Blackridge and certainly not after realizing how much he cared about her. By the time he pulled into Mama Uyioku’s compound, the sky had begun to darken
Waking up side by side, the room had gone completely quiet as the morning sun reflected across the room. Not the awkward kind of quiet, but the kind that came after two people had shared something that changed the air between them. She lay beside him beneath the tangled sheets, her head resting against his chest while his fingers moved slowly through her hair. Neither of them seemed ready to speak. A few hours ago, they had been laughing, whispering, holding each other close. Now every little movement felt significant. She lifted her head and looked at him. “What?” he asked, catching her staring. Nothing. You’ve been staring at me for almost a minute. She smiled. “Maybe I’m trying to decide if I regret what we just did.” His expression immediately changed. “Do you?” The teasing disappeared from her face. “No.” His shoulders relaxed, “Good.” She playfully pushed his chest. “Don’t look so relieved.” I am relieved. Why? “Because I don’t think I’d know what to do if you told







