The spacious loft apartment belonging to Neikan was dimly lit, casting long shadows that danced along the modern art pieces adorning the walls. The floor-to-ceiling windows offered a breathtaking view of the city, but Neikan's attention was caught by the sound of Rylee's playful insults coming from the other room.
"Took you long enough, Muscles," she called out, her voice dripping with amusement.
Neikan smirked, standing near the windows as he listened to Rylee's approach. He could hear the click-clack of her heels on the hardwood floor, growing louder as she sauntered towards him. When she finally entered the room, he couldn't help but admire the way the tight red dress she wore hugged her curves, accentuating every inch of her body.
Rylee wasted no time in making her way over to Neikan, her hands running over his hard muscles as she stood on her tiptoes to press a kiss to his cheek. "You're looking tense, big guy," she murmured, her breath warm against his skin. "Let me help you relax."
Neikan's smirk grew into a full-blown grin as he grabbed Rylee's wrists, pulling her close. "I have a better idea," he growled, his voice low and husky. "On your knees, slut."
Rylee giggled, sinking to her knees without hesitation. She began to worship Neikan's body, starting at his feet and slowly making her way up. Her hands roamed over his calves, his thighs, and his hips, before finally reaching the waistband of his sweatpants. With a wicked grin, she tugged them down, freeing his growing cock.
Neikan groaned as Rylee took him in, her mouth closing around him with an expertise that never failed to impress him. She sucked and licked, her tongue swirling around the tip before taking him deeper. Her hands gripped his thighs, her nails digging into his skin as she worked him closer and closer to the edge.
After a few minutes, Neikan pulled Rylee up, his hands gripping her hips as he bent her over the nearby couch. He admired the curve of her ass, giving it a playful smack that made Rylee moan.
"You're mine, Rylee," he growled, his voice rough with desire. "And I'm going to take you however I want."
Rylee moaned, wiggling her ass in anticipation. Neikan teased her, running his fingers over her entrance before plunging in. Rylee gasped as he filled her up, her hands gripping the edge of the couch as he began to thrust.
Neikan leaned down, whispering dirty thoughts into Rylee's ear as he fucked her. She responded with her own filthy words, the two of them lost in the moment. Neikan's thrusts grew harder, his cock hitting that perfect spot inside of her that made her cry out with pleasure.
Just as Rylee was about to cum, Neikan pulled out. Rylee let out a frustrated whine, but Neikan quickly reassured her, turning her over and spreading her legs. He dove in, licking and sucking at Rylee's clit. She cried out, grabbing the back of his head as he brought her to the brink.
Just as Rylee was about to cum, Neikan stopped. He smirked at her, enjoying the look of frustration on her face. "Beg for it, slut," he commanded, his voice rough and demanding.
Rylee glared at him, but the words still came out. "Please, Neikan. I need it. I need you."
Neikan relented, plunging his cock back into Rylee's wet pussy. She cried out as he fucked her, finally allowing her to reach her peak. As they both came down from their high, Neikan pulled out and
Want to know how it ends?
This is just the opening chapter. Continue the saga — or write a steamy tale starring you.