I run my hand back and forth, right at the edge of the lace and silk; I'm touching more of her than I am the material though. "It is beautiful."
She frowns up at me and I can tell she's trying to figure out if I am talking about the outfit or her. God, she is soft and warm. If my eyes were closed the only way I would recognize her skin from the silk would be from the heat coming from one.
A knock on the door has me jerking my attention away from her and I feel my temper rise. I was so close to being allowed to sink this fucking log I've been carrying around all day in the soft, wet heaven that is her pussy. I could see it in her eyes. She would have told me yes if not for the damned knocking.
Whoever is on the other end of that door is a dead person.
6
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Ivan
I stomp over to the nightstand to pick the gun up and spare a moment to look at the monitors. God damn it, it's Jenny. I crack my neck and count to thirty before I can control myself enough not to shoot her before I answer the door.
I push the gun in my waistband and make sure the shirt I’m wearing covers the bulge of it. Nothing is going to cover the bulge in front. I can't believe I am going to answer the door with the fucking mother of all erections and Jenny is on the other side. Boy, the world just keeps pissing down my neck today.
"Jenny," I try to give her a head's up on how irritated I am with my voice but she is either stupid or doesn't give a shit.
"Hi, Ivan. I was just wondering if you wanted to come over and watch a movie with me." Jenny's way of asking if I am interested in fucking her while the television is on for background noise - Netflix and chill. "I mean I understand how lonely you must be. I never see anyone come to visit with you or keep you company and I wouldn't want you to be over here all sad and alone."
Movement catches her eye and distracts her from eye-fucking me for the moment. "Do you have a friend with you?" she tilts her head to look around me, her voice is shrill like she's got a right to be pissed about someone being in my apartment.
I try to use my arm to block Kat with my hand on the frame. The fewer people who know she's here the safer she is. Kat comes up behind me and peeks out totally unaware of this fact however. I can tell she's worried this might be the imaginary girlfriend she thinks I have and it probably don't look good that I'm acting like I'm trying to hide her from Jenny.
"Hi," Kat gives her a quick wave and friendly warm smile. "I'm..."
"Kat!" both women jump and turn startled eyes my way. I really don't need the complication of the biggest gossiper in the building knowing where and who Kat is.
"Hello, I'm Jenny." Jenny puts her hand out for Kat to shake and I can already tell she is going to come around me and take her hand. As soon as she's in front of me Jenny runs her eyes up and down what Kat has on. The smile drops of Jenny's face and a hint of bitchy comes flaming into her eyes causing me to stiffen. Turns out hitmen and traffickers aren't the only things I will protect Kat from.
"You must be Ivan's cousin from Russia." She beams with a satisfied gleam thinking that she has the situation all figured out.
Kat looks up to me and for the first time, I realize how fucking short she is. She barely comes up to my fucking shoulders. If she turned around right now she could bite down on one of my nipples and not even have to bend down. Not that I'm thinking about her biting one of my nipples. God damn it!
I move Kat over so that she is covering my hard-on. There is no way I am allowing Jenny to see the monster Kat awakened. As soon as I have her soft hips in my hands I pull her back.
Kat's gasp is audible in the silence following Jenny's question. In the reflection from the door handle, I can see her eyes and mouth have both gone hella wide. Yeah, she feels it.
"Oh," a surprised sound comes out of Kat when I lean further into the plump flesh of her ass. "Um,..." she settles for just shaking her head.
"His American cousin?"
"No, I don't have any Russian in me." When she realizes what she just said the look that crosses her face is priceless. Her eyes go wide and she looks down, pink stains her cheeks and she looks like a little doll. Her mouth is going to be in a permanent state of round if she's not careful, which is fine by me. This is too good of an opportunity to pass up though.
"Yet." I make sure Jenny can hear every sound of every word. It gets Kat's eyes back up from the floor. Her spine straightens and I can tell I might have to pay for the comment later so I better make it worth it.
I allow my hand to sneak up and over Kat's hips until I am holding her to me, with my hand splayed across her belly. Half of my hand is on clothing and half is under the edge. I move my hand up and down, delighting in the feel of warm, living silk brushing against my fingertips. If the skin of her belly is this soft her pussy is going to kill me with how good it is going to feel wrapped around me.
"It's nice to meet you but now really isn't a good time." The voice she uses is high and strained. My lips move into a wide grin. Hell, I'm even showing teeth.
Jenny looks taken aback. She looks from me to Kat and back again. I can tell what she's thinking. She's wondering if I'm back here fucking into Kat while she's standing at my door talking to her. Kat isn't really selling the no side of the debate either. Every time I push into her she goes up on her tiptoes to try to get away from me. Yeah, I know what it looks like because I'm enjoying the fuck out of watching it in the brass reflection.
"You have to leave." Kat's voice comes out breathy and kind of urgent. I'm in the perfect position to push my thickness into the crevice of her ass. Her shorts are so thin she can feel everything from how hard I am for her to the fabric of my jeans as I rub her back and forth. "We're both very busy and, um..."
Her words stall when I bring my other hand up to trace her bottom and the enticing line where her check and leg connect. My fingers are so close to her hot little core that it takes real effort not to just go for it. Fuck Jenny. I'm not giving her another thought when something like this is in my hands. I could care less if she stays or goes as long as she doesn't mind watching me fuck Kat's brains out.
Hell, I'm not even looking at her anymore. Instead, all of my attention is focused on the pale flesh my hand is tracing and following it to find the warm place it leads me. Kat grabs for the door and tries to lean forward out of my grasp but that was a horrible idea. Now it looks even more like I'm fucking her from behind than it did a minute ago. Seeing how tore up she gets gives me an idea that makes me dizzy.
I bet I could really cause some damage to Kat's stubbornness if I had a remote-controlled vibrator. Watching her trying to keep it together while I am in control of whether or not she is going to come apart and right in front of people is going to be like a high I've not had in years. I make a mental note to order one. There's no reason both of us can't have fun while we wait for it to be safe enough Kat can go back to her home. I press into the soft flesh knowing that it pulls her apart when I do.