Ari was lounging on the couch, her long legs stretched out in front of her as she aimlessly scrolled through her phone. She had had a long day, and all she wanted to do was relax in the comfort of her own home. She was wearing her usual loose shirt and shorts, her black hair pulled up in a messy bun on top of her head.
The front door opened, and Keem walked in, letting himself in with his own key. He was dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie, his black hair styled in a short fade.
Ari looked up, surprised but not necessarily unhappy to see him. "Hey, you're early," she said, a playful insult on her lips.
Keem grinned, his brown eyes twinkling. "I know. I couldn't wait to see you."
Ari rolled her eyes, but couldn't help the small smile that tugs at her lips. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Keem."
Keem chuckled, moving closer to Ari. He reached out, running a hand down her arm. "We'll see about that."
Ari tensed, but didn't pull away. She knew what Keem was capable of, and she wasn't afraid. She had always been drawn to his confidence and assertiveness, even if it sometimes bordered on dominance.
Keem leaned down, his lips brushing against Ari's ear. "I've been thinking about taking you from behind all day," he murmured, his voice low and rough.
Ari's breath hitched, her heart rate quickening. She knew she shouldn't let him, but the thought was too tempting. She had always been attracted to Keem's boldness, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill at his words.
Keem stood up, his eyes locked on Ari's. "Take off your clothes," he commanded, his voice firm.
Ari hesitated for a moment, but then began to strip, her eyes never leaving Keem's. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as she revealed her bare skin to him, but she didn't look away.
Keem watched, his breath coming faster as Ari's clothes hit the floor. He took a step closer, his hands reaching out to touch her.
Ari gasped as Keem's fingers found her sensitive spots, her body responding to his touch. She couldn't help but moan as he explored her body, his hands roaming over her curves.
Keem grinned, his eyes dark with desire. "You're mine," he growled, before roughly taking her from behind.
Ari cried out, her body trembling as Keem claimed her. She knew she should resist, but she couldn't. She was completely under his spell, and she didn't want to escape.
As they moved together, Ari couldn't help but feel a sense of power. She was in control, even if it didn't seem like it. She had the ability to stop Keem at any moment, but she didn't want to. She wanted to let him take her, to lose herself in the moment.
And as they reached their climax, Ari knew that she had made the right decision. She was Keem's, and he was hers. And there was nothing anyone could do to change that.
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