Romance

Kay
"Hey," I whisper, gently prodding Theo's arm to wake him up.
It's already 7:30 a.m. and the boy is still sleeping. Can you believe that?
"Theo," I call louder, peeling the blanket from his body, but he groans, trying hard not to open his eyes.
"What?" he murmurs, facing the other side from me. Such people are better woken up with a bucket of cold water.
"You'll make me late, Theo, or I'll just go with someone else," I say, giving up, and he quickly gets out of bed. Was he pretending?
"Wait, where are we going?" he asks, staring at me with wide, sleepless eyes.
I can't believe he was pretending.
"You have 30 minutes to get ready," I mumble and leave for Carl's room.
Carl was not here when I woke up, and I'm guessing he's either working or in the gym.
I go straight to the bathroom since I'm getting better, and I want to start doing things on my own. I take a quick shower and wear my re

Kay
I think I am falling for Carl.
I find everything about him interesting, and I'm ashamed to say, I miss him even though we just parted five minutes ago.
Don't judge me, okay?
Fuck, I didn't even get the chance to kiss him, thanks to the Man driving us right now.
I don't know why he insisted that Marcello should come with us; the man is the most reckless driver I have ever seen.
He drives speedily, loud music blaring through the speakers while he raps along to the dirty lyrics.
I am definitely not driving with him again; I will rather walk.
Talking to him is pointless because he won't even hear me.
I look at Theo, who is sitting in the passenger's seat and is busy on his phone; doesn't it affect him?
Maybe he's used to this kind of life. Well, I'm not.
Especially when most of my time I'm riding a bike.
This car feels like being locked up in a dark, suffocating room.
There is not enough

Carlos
Her laugh is so beautiful, and it sounds like music to my ears, how I've waited for this moment.
"Hey, stop laughing at me," I pretend to be mad, and she stops immediately, hiding her face in her palms.
Even the universe knows she's mine. No one ever made her laugh like I just did.
"You are so silly," she playfully hits my chest and smiles a little, her eyes gleaming and her cute dimples appearing.
Fuck me, she's so beautiful.
"I love them. They are amazing, and if I knew they were from you, I would have used them sooner. Thank you," she murmurs, kissing my cheek, and I smile at her.
That smile always got me, and I will give anything to see it every morning when I wake up.
"So no bikes for a while, right?" I ask to be sure, and she nods.
"Please don't break my heart," she murmurs, her expression changing completely back to serious
"I will never do that, baby, okay?" I bring my hand to caress her soft cheek, and she leans to the touch. I will never do that, even the heavens know it.
She nods, staring at my lips, and I know what she wants.
I'm happy she's giving herself a chance to be happy again, and that's with me.
Saying she trusted my brother more than anyone was a complete lie. Princess did it because she was mad; she wouldn't let me get this close to her if she thought I would hurt her.
"What happened?" she mumbles with concern, tracing my busted lip with her thumb.
"Your dad," I whisper back, and her eyes snap to mine with guilt.
Before she can start blaming herself, I hold her chin and bring her face towards mine, and kiss her. Kay's hands grip my hair, and I groan in her mouth.
She's a quick learner because when I slide my tongue in her mouth, she gently sucks on it, and that sends shivers straight to my cock.
It's been long since I got laid, and I hope Princess gives in soon. I sleep with blue balls every night, and it's painful.
She breaks the kiss, breathing hard, and I smirk because she's out of breath. She's not used to this yet.
I pull her further into me, making sure her crouch is aligned with my hard cock, and her eyes widen.
So innocent.
"Feel what you're doing to me, princess," I whisper, and she gasps when she feels my dick twitching.
She adjusts on my lap, creating friction between us, and I groan at the feeling.
"Do that again," I whisper, holding her waist to help her roll her hips back and forth, and she starts releasing soft moans.
"Carl... I... " she stutters, looking at me nervously, and the innocence in her eyes turns me on more.
Her eyes are lazy and full of need. She has never experienced an orgasm, and I'm willing to give her a mindblowing one that she'll keep coming for more.
It's time we finished what we had started.
"Let's go to our room, yeah?" I say getting on my feet, and she nods.
Her eyes are begging, trying to tell me something that she can't put into words.
Unlike last time, I will not taunt her because I know what she wants and I will be glad to give it to her, and more.
I push my bedroom door with my foot before locking it. I don't want Sam walking on us again.
I gently lower her onto the bed and hover above her, careful not to crush her with my weight.
Kay nervously wraps her arms around my back and lifts my shirt a little so she's touching my skin. My body immediately responds to her sweaty palms.
"Baby," I whisper, rubbing my nose to hers, making her breath more quick and heavy.
"Yes," she says breathlessly, and I smirk. I am glad I have this effect on her.
"I want to taste you, can I?" I lift my face a little to look at her, and she blushes, hiding her face in my neck.
Who would ever imagine princess can be shy?
"Look at me, angel," I say, and she looks into my eyes; her eyes are so very much dilated. "Can I?" I repeat my question, and she shyly nods.
I should tease her, but not today.
I sit up between her legs and lift her top to take it off. I can never get enough of this body; every time I see it, it's like I'm seeing it for the first time.
I lower myself back and start kissing her, which she responds to as hungrily.
I trail the kisses to her jaw, down her neck, and she cranes it to give me enough space, and I smile at her soft skin.
Everything about her is beautiful, even the endless tattoos covering her skin.
I lower my lips to the bridge between her breasts and kiss the swelling softly. How I worship these tits.
They are my weakness; every time I look at them, I become instantly horny. I grab them in my palms, and she moans out.
The way they fit so well in my hands makes me believe she was specifically meant for me. I lower my tongue and circle it on her hard nub; the cool metal of the nipple ring caressing my tongue makes me love it more.
I suck hard and bite on it, making my princess arch her back, wanting more.
I do the same with the other nipple before kissing down to her belly.
She raises on her elbows to watch me with hooded eyes as I teasingly bite on the band of her shorts.
"Carl, please," she whispers, arching her back, and I slowly take her shorts off together with her thong.
She's beautiful, clean-shaven, and so wet for me.
Only I can make her this way.
I kiss her inner thighs teasingly, as she keeps writhing and moving her waist, wanting me to touch where she's aching the most, but I deliberately avoid it.
"Baby, please," she begs, and I don't know why, but every time she calls me by that endearment, my heart skips. It makes me feel that I mean something to her. I feel needed and cared for.
Giving her what she wants, I inch my mouth closer to her wetness, and she opens her legs more for me.
I like that.
My mouth touches her clit, and she tastes as good as I imagined. She quickly grips my hair, keeping my head between her legs, and she moans softly when I start sucking on the sensitive bud.
I stick my tongue out and lick her up and down before circling it on her clit, and from the sounds she's releasing, I'm pleasing my girl.
I gently part her folds with my middle finger, slowly inserting it into her warm and tight pussy, and she cries out louder, gripping my head with her thighs.
"You are so tight, baby. Open your legs for me, yeah," I tell her, and she frantically nods, doing just that.
She's extremely adorable.
I bring my lips to her clit while I fuck her slowly with my finger, and when she's used to the penetration, I add another one and she cries out in pleasure.
"Carl... fuck.." she calls, throwing her head back, and I like the sight of her.
I grab one of her tits and pinch her nipple while I circle my tongue on her bud.
I thrust harder, circling my fingers to her walls, massaging her soft spots, and I can tell the feelings are overwhelming her.
She's shouting every kind of profanities, and the most prominent word that comes from her lips is my name.
Just like it should be.
"Carl... I feel like..." she pants out when her walls clench around my fingers.
"Cum for me, angel," and just like that, she throws her head on the pillows, crying out my name.
I wait until she's done before retracting my fingers and licking her clean.
"Fuck carl," she breathes hard, and I move to kiss her lips. Kay scrunches her face when she tastes herself, but gets used to it eventually.
"Are you okay now?" I whisper, kissing her head, and she nods, smiling.
"Thank you," she trails her thumb on my lower lip, looking intently at me.
"This is just the beginning, angel.You haven't seen anything yet." I bury my face in her neck and her hands finds themselves in my hair.
"What about you?" she whispers nervously, making me lift my head to look at her.
"Today it's about you, princess, don't worry about me," I say, even though my erection is killing me.
She's not ready, and she doesn't know the first thing to do to please a man.
She just had her first orgasm; she has a lot to learn, and I will give her time until she's more comfortable.

Kay
"Hey," I whisper, gently prodding Theo's arm to wake him up.
It's already 7:30 a.m. and the boy is still sleeping. Can you believe that?
"Theo," I call louder, peeling the blanket from his body, but he groans, trying hard not to open his eyes.
"What?" he murmurs, facing the other side from me. Such people are better woken up with a bucket of cold water.
"You'll make me late, Theo, or I'll just go with someone else," I say, giving up, and he quickly gets out of bed. Was he pretending?
"Wait, where are we going?" he asks, staring at me with wide, sleepless eyes.
I can't believe he was pretending.
"You have 30 minutes to get ready," I mumble and leave for Carl's room.
Carl was not here when I woke up, and I'm guessing he's either working or in the gym.
I go straight to the bathroom since I'm getting better, and I want to start doing things on my own. I take a quick shower and wear my readily selected clothes.
After putting on the black high-waist jean shorts and a white t-shirt, which

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