Maken Ki Novels & Stories

I took up my zipper and made Anastasia return to work, but there’s a problem: my erection is out, and I can’t let her come in with my cock this hard. The. Bloody. Fuck.

Tyler turned to ask me quietly, causing me to chuckle at his lack of comprehension of Aussie slang. "A barbecue," I clarified. "Basically just means there'll be sausages in bread and cans of soft drink." "Right," he nodded. "Y'all are weird, you know that?" I laughed as I took his hand, walking over to where people had started lining up for their sausages, joining the queue with Jake and Maddi behind us. The four of us ate pretty quickly, keeping in mind that my brother had his next lap scheduled pretty soon after lunch and had to get both himself and Tyler prepped and ready for the race.

“You good over there?” She took a sip. “I’m fine.” “That wasn’t the question.” She rolled her eyes. “I don’t love loud storms.” “I know.” The quiet certainty in his voice made her throat tighten unexpectedly. Her phone buzzed, then buzzed again—the building group chat lighting up: Patel (Super): Severe weather alert. Everyone stay inside. DO NOT use stairwells. 3F: anyone else’s balcony trying to detach itself 5A: power flickering on west side

Keanu laughed as he pointed. As the creator of this game, of course Makenzie had to lead the way. She couldn't help but bite her lips and hand over her lot in embarrassment. Keanu picked it up and looked, then immediately announced, "Makenzie's lot was to look for any male on the field and say that she loves him, and kiss him." Makenzie covered her face with her hands in embarrassment and Cassius immediately looked over. "Alright, let Makenzie choose a man! Any one." Keanu said.

The adventure wasn't over after all. The slutty, smoky eye make up was gone, replaced by a simple one with pink lip gloss. The dangling earrings, necklace and Maang Tikka she had worn on stage were all gone too. Her auburn hair was tied back in a pony tail, to get it out of her face, he supposed, but there were locks falling into her eyes, and she tucked them behind her ears to get them out of her way. Dimitri had to stop himself from thinking about tucking those locks of hair behind her ears for her... They reminded him of how they had fallen over her face and shoulders when they had sex. Dang! The woman was gorgeous, and Dimitri knew that he was in deep.

Before long, urgent footsteps sounded at the end of the hall. Megan had come back, and Mom was behind her. Mom looked around. "What is going on?" Dad lit a cigarette, took a drag, and laughed coldly. "What else? These two perfect children secretly ordered takeout and then refused to admit it." He walked toward Mom, lifting his chin with smug certainty. "This time, I am going to teach a real cautionary lesson. I will not be soft again." Mom frowned and glanced at me. "What did you make Zack eat?"