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THAYER
Jesus.
I couldn’t watch her crying like that. It broke my heart. I wished she knew how I felt while I watched how
she proudly answered that asshole.
I was grinning the whole time. The people behind me were laughing their ass out when the camera
focused on the tabloid reporter. I felt terrible for him, but he got his first warning.
I drew her into my arms and pressed a warm kiss to her lips. “We’re gonna have ups and downs. Our
lives wouldn’t just be rainbows and unicorns, darling. But as long as we have each other’s, no storms
we can’t overcome.”
Sighing contentedly, she draped her arm around my waist, her leg over mine. “I’m scared.”
“You don’t have to. I will always be right by your side. I promise. We may fight over something or
disagree, but we just have to trust each other.”
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I lifted her chin. “Look at me, Kennedy.”
She obeyed. Her eyes were still red.
“I know, my love. So do I. I’m scared. I’m terrified to fail you, to fail the people who believe in me, those
people to trust their future, this country, the responsibility they rely on me. I’m always scared, but
knowing they have my back, that’s how I work and do what I do every day. I can’t let them down. But
you can’t let that fear hold back your dreams, your plans. You have to fight it, Kennedy.”
“I know.”
“Now, let me make it up to you.”
I slipped my hand through the opening of her dress and kneaded her breast. Her nipple reacted quickly
against my touch as if it recognized me.
She gasped as I pinched her nipple, her lids fluttering closed.
“Get naked and spread your legs wide for me. I want to see these tits and my ripe pussy.”
A dreamy smile spread across her face. “You’re so lewd for a prince.”
“I’m everything you want me to be, my love.”
In just a few seconds, I was standing naked at the bottom of the bed, and she just dramatically dropped
the last piece of garments down the floor.
My cock jerked.
Kennedy shuddered as I drew her peak nipple into my mouth, sucking, nibbling, and tugging it between
my teeth while I pinched the other. She hissed in pleasure.
More desires jetted through me, my balls tightening, my cock throbbing.
Slowly, I ran my fingers down her abdomen and stopped just above her pulsing clit. Her little breaths
caught. The way she whimpered as I feathery touch her protruding nub between her wet folds was
killing me.
“Why do I feel this is revenge?” She sank her teeth on her bottom lip.
“Do you feel like it, darling?” I dipped my finger into her lips. The smell of her arousal made my mouth
water. My cock hardened like granite. She thrust her hips forward impatiently.
“Just give me back my toy, and I can help myself,” she said between pants.
I laughed out loud. “Not a chance, Kennedy.”
“Enjoying this much, aren’t you?”
“Nah. I just love watching how you react to my touch.” I kissed her thigh, down to her silky leg. When I
reached the inner thigh of her other leg, I sunk my teeth and sucked the skin until it almost drew blood.
A long moan filled the room.
“I’d love to hear you moan once I settle my head between your thighs, my mouth on your pussy.”
Instantly, I dropped my nose, nuzzling in her drenched heat, inhaling her musky sweet scent.
She rewarded me with another long moan, whimpering against my grip.
“Should I lick you dry first, or use my cock to make you come? I could do both, but you have to choose
which one do you want me to do to you first.” I parted her wet folds. She was slicked with her wetness.
Her engorged clit was begging to be sucked.
“Eat me first,” she replied restlessly.
“Good choice, darling.” With a hungry grin, I held her thighs tight, flattened my tongue, and lapped her
sweetness from down to her clit. She gasped and bucked forward. Her flavor exploded in my tastebud.
I captured her pussy into my mouth like I sucked a ripe fruit, not wasting a drop.
In a matter of seconds, she squirmed, thrusting her hips into my face. She jerked as she came into my
mouth.
***
“I think I’m changing my mind.” Her breathing quickened as she squeezed my hand, scanning the
reception area of the sex club I brought her to satisfy her fantasy.
She was wearing a deep low cut backless gown. I told her earlier to never removed her mask to protect
our identities. This was an exclusive sex club, but I had to keep my reputation clean.
“We’re here already. Once we’re done visiting exhibitions, we’re out of here.” Just in the reception, it
already smelled sex, kink, and wild. “And remember what I said. We keep our anonymity.”
“I know.”
I held her hand, squeezing it, drawing circles around her thumb to make her relax because her body
was so tense. As we climbed upstairs, there was no going back.
There were several rooms with different kinks—a room with glass walls for everyone who enjoyed
voyeur. The moans, slaps, groans started to get louder.
Kennedy’s hand tightened around me. We stopped in one of the rooms. We were free to watch. Some
VIP rooms were intended for those very private patrons.
She gasped beside me as she watched two men watching the woman’s spread out without mercy, tied
both arms to the side, her legs spread wide apart while the machine was pounding into her at the rated
speed. The two men were pumping their dicks in front of the woman, moaning in pleasure.
We moved to another room. This one was like one of the scenes in the porn film. The man pounded the
woman from behind while another man was stuffing his dick into her mouth.
The room from my right had the loudest moan. I placed my hand on Kennedy’s small back—her skin
was warm. Her neck flushed even in the dim-lit room. Her chest in constant heaved. Watching kinky
kinds of stuff turned her on.
The scene was a threesome—two men and a woman. They must be lovers. Judging by the way the big
man cuddled the woman, they trusted each other. The man beneath was wrapping his arms securely
around his woman. His hands were around her tits while his dick was in her ass. Then the second man
was pounding into her pussy.
“I think we’re done here. I’ve seen enough.” She pulled me out of the room.
Once we were out, I held her and caged her against the wall. “It’s okay to feel turn-on. It’s normal to get
the reaction because you’re sexually active.” I pressed my cock against her. “Feel this? I thought of you
while watching those guys.”
“I wanna go home,” she whispered to me. She was slightly shaking, but I could smell her arousal even
from afar.
“Okay, darling. If that’s what you want.”
“I wanna get out of here.”
Our ride home was silent. She kept her gaze outside the window, but I knew those images she saw
earlier kept repeating in her head. I had the same experience when I first visited that place.
Once we arrived back at the manor, she went directly to the bathroom. I followed her. She was staring
at her reflection in the mirror.
“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.” I kissed the side of my head.
“That was…insane.” She breathed out.
“I know. I just wanted to satisfy your curiosity.”
“I think it’s not my scene, maybe because I’d like to keep my sexual activity in private.”
“So do I, my love.” I wrapped my arms around her waist. "I’ve seen sexual activity, but nothing more
satisfying than with you. What did you think of what you saw?”
She met my gaze in the mirror.
“Honest answer, please?”
“The first one. Why’d she prefer that thing?” Her brows furrowed.
“She enjoys dicks, but she also enjoys toys and watching those guys turns her on more.”
She wrinkled her nose. “That was wild. The second. I don’t like it.”
“How about the third one?”
“I can’t imagine myself stuffed with two guys.” After those words came out of her mouth, she laughed
out freely, hitting me on my arm. “You’re so weird.”
“Did they turn you on?” I let my hand travel to the slit of her gown. “Should I check it to believe if what I
see is true?”
“I felt embarrassed because something has crossed my mind. What if I was in those positions.”
“And it turned you on?”
“Yeah.”
“Good answer. Now let me give relief to that ache.”