EroticReverie

Shay

"we've got dinner plans tonight." Killian says , making me stop as I slip my dress on over my head, catching me in my attempt to sneak out again without a good morning or a goodbye. 

I pull the dress down. 

"We have, what now?" I let out a little laugh. 

"You and me...dinner...tonight at six." he says. 

I pull my hair out of my dress and laugh as I shimmy it down over my thighs and dont miss how his eyes are looking at my pussy before I cover it. 

"when did I agree to dinner?" I ask. 

"You didn't." he says. 

"Exactly." I say with a laugh and then turn to leave. 

"Dinner at six." He calls to me as I walk out of his bedroom.

"Enjoy your dinner Killian!" I call back and slip on my shoes and grab my purse and make sure my phone and keys are still inside. I pull up the uber app as I listen to his feet carry down the hall, and look up after I've requested a ride. 

God he was infuriatingly good looking. Always has been. 

"Cancel that ride and let me take you for one on my cock." he says, standig there like a naked god, his cock hard and heavy in his hand, stroking it as he stands there with a smirk. 

"Can't." I say and swing my purse over my shoulder.

"We really doing this?" he asks and I roll my eyes as I walk to the door. 

"I'll chase you out onto the street naked Shay. Get back here." 

"Fuck yourself Killian" I laugh as I open the door and he follows and grabs me and I can't help but laugh as he stands there butt naked. 

"Get your fucking ass inside." he says and pulls me right back in the door. 

I didn't like being told what to do. But for some god damn reason, I liked Killian pretending he could boss me around. 

"How long till your ride gets here?" he asks and I smirk. 

"Seven minutes." I answer.

"That should be plenty with the way your magic pussy makes me cum." he says and snatches my dress up to my waist and grabs my ass. And I let him lift my right off the floor and slam me to the wall and pin my body to it with his hips as he reaches down and guides his cock right into me. 

"put that pussy where it belongs Shay" he groans and I moan, my toes curling in my shoes as I sink onto him and he groans with a grin. 

"god your pussy is trouble" he groans and thrusts deep into me, making my back push into the wall. I curse and grab onto him with my legs and hands as he starts to fuck me harder, faster, going at it like he's only got seven seconds instead of seven minutes.

I hated how good this man fucked me. I hated how I enjoyed more than just his cock. I hated how last night he told me that "maybe" he wanted more than just sex, and pebbles in the wall around my heart started to crumble from it. I couldnt let myself believe that any many , especially not Killian, was capable of giving me what I needed. I was always a romantic growing up. I was the typical girl, who dreamed of her prince charming, the white horse, the picket fence and the giant ass wedding , and the princess wedding dress that took up the whole fucking aisle. 

The first guy I dated shattered those dreams, when he cheated on me. I was in love with him. I fell head over fucking heels and was just so fucking happy to have a beautiful man that I thought loved me, that I didnt see all the red fucking flags till I was buried in them. 

And guys like Killian? They were notorious for being playboys, for having their cake and eating it too. And I told myself when my ex broke my heart, that Id never trust these motherfuckers ever again. These mother fuckers being, men. Every last one. They'd serve their purpose at getting me off, and that was it. No string, no attatchment, no games, nothing but sex. 

"god baby, you feel so fucking good" Killian groans into my ear as he thrusts into me harder and I clench around his cock. My little broken heart grabs onto each "bacy" that Killian's mouth gives me, and I hate it. I hate the way that simple word has me strung up on this mans cock, and wanting to hear it again and again. Just sex. This is the last time. I wont let him talk me into dinner, wont let him text me or call me. I'll block his number. Because Im terrified that I could actually fucking fall for him, and that can not fucking happen. I hate that I already miss our sarcastic and playful banter. I hate that I already miss his mouth on mine before I've even lost it.  I hate that he fucks me like he's got something to prove and has my pussy starting a fucking fan club for him. 

"is that cock good baby? hmm? Your pussy loves this fucking cock doesnt it baby?" he groans and squeezes my ass harder and bounces me on his cock with each thrust as I cum on his cock and he groans. 

"fuck, my dick takes good care of this pussy, that's why it belongs to me, that's why your cunt is mine now baby" he groans and keeps fucking me as I gasp and my pussy walls grab at his cock as I cum.

"make me cum again" I moan. "fuck, make me cum again Kill" I whimper as I grab his face and kiss him, he groans into my mouth , his tongue sweeping my mouth and keeps fucking me against the wall as his pelvis grinds into me, giving me friction on my clit, grinding and rubbing against me, giving me pleasure in sacrifice of his own.

"anything you want baby, you want to cum again? and again after that? your little pussy get whatever it wants with me baby, this cock belongs to your pussy Shay, god, it fucking belongs to this tight cunt , and this pretty fuckin mouth" he groans and I moan as my orgasm finds it's way through me. I'm fucking crying his name as I cum, screaming it as his body demands my pleasure and steals it from me. 

"jesus christ, you're so hot" he groans. "god, i wanna make you cum all fuckin day" he grunts and then cums, hips jerking and my pussy is filled with cum as my phone dings with the alert of my driver arriving and I moan as he thrusts once more. 

I'm panting, my legs shaky as he slides out carefully and sets me down on my feet, both of us breathing heavy. I pull my dress down, smoothing out my hair as I grab my purse again. 

"Six o clock Shay." he says when I reach for the door. 

"whatever" I mutter as I open the door and leave without looking back him, closing it behind me as I walk with the cum of a sex god dripping from my pussy. 

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Killian has been texting me all day, and because Im a fucking idiot, I've been responding. Yeah, I didnt block his number like I said I would. My vagina wouldn't allow it. 

I've spent all day denying the six of clock dinner date. Because Killian called it one. A date. He wanted to take me on a date. Why? He'd gotten into my pants. Why bother? I didnt require to be wine and dined. This was just sex. 

But at six o clock, Killian pulls up outside of my apartment. Smiling at me through the passenger side window as he leans over and winks at me. I shake my head as I step off of the stoop and onto the sidewalk. 

"what are you doing?" I ask as he puts it into park and gets out. 

"Opening your door, brat." he says as he rounds the car, my hand reaching out for the door handle. 

"I can get my own door Killian" I say. 

"Touch that fucking handle and I will bend you over the hood of this car and spank your ass red." he huffs and I cock a brow.

"we have to work on your threats." I say, and slap the door handle and he smirks. 

"I touched it." I say. 

He smirks as he slides a hand to my lower back. 

"You pay for it later Shay." he says and his hands slips down and gives my ass a small smack as his other hand grabs the handle and pulls open the door. 

"Why not pay for it now? We can just go inside and handle business as usual." 

"Business?" he laughs. 

"Mhm. I can give you the milk." I say and he laughs, at the reference to our "Why by the cow" conversation from the other night. 

"Let the milk chill. I'm savin it for later when im really thirsty." he says and gestures for me to get into the car. 

I sigh and look at him. 

"You're not getting out of this. Sit your hot little ass in the car Shay." 

"My ass isnt little." I say with narrowed eyes. 

The corner of his mouth lifts. "It is when it's in my hands." 

I inhale and he smirks. 

"thinkin about my big hands on your hot ass?" he winks.

"shut up" I hiss and get in the car and he laughs. 

"I knew our first date would bring nothing but romance." he says and I roll my eyes as he carefully closes the door and then rounds the car and gets back in. 

"By the way." he says and he pulls on his seat belt and I look over at him. 

"you look hot as fuck." he says. 

"mmm, theres that romance." I pretend to swoon and he laughs. 

"You're gorgeous. That what you wanna hear your beautiful brat?" he asks and leans over to kiss me and I lean away. 

"I dont kiss on the first date." I say and he laughs. 

"Shut up and give me that mouth." he says, reaching over and pulling my mouth right to his and pressing his lips hard over mine. 

"Yeah...been waiting all fuckin day for that" he groans.