Kobe

I didn’t know what this girl was doing to me.

When she slammed that door in my face, I went to my apartment, and all I could think about was her. I kept asking myself why? Why not just tell her? Why not just let her know? I knew she wouldn’t tell anyone.

That defeat I saw in her eyes, the sadness that swept over her, that shit cut me deep. I knew her well, though. I knew she wasn’t going to stay in her apartment.

So, I waited in the lobby by the stairs so she wouldn’t see me and when she started jogging, so did I. But I kept my distance. She started going faster, and I knew she was pissed, using her body to rid the stress.

I meant what I said to her in the park. I cared about her, probably a little too much, and I was most likely going to lose my job and ranking in that magazine once this came to light, but I didn’t give a fuck anymore and I didn’t hold back.

She was a good girl. A smart girl. She’d been trampled over, her heart battered and bruised by the men that came before me. I didn’t want to become a part of the number. Chanel deserved happiness, even if it was only for a little while.

So, when I took her back to the apartment, stumbled inside with our lips locked, I kicked the door closed and picked her up, carrying her to the bed.

We stripped each other until we were bare and I looked at her—looked at her like this would be my last time ever seeing her naked. She had the perfect body, full supple tits, her pussy waxed between her legs.

I couldn’t hold off any longer.

I walked forward, bringing one hand up to hold one side of her face, nudging her back slowly with my body until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed and she had no choice but to sit. She laid back and spread her legs wide open, showing me her pussy.

I knelt on the mattress, bringing her long, silky legs around me and lowering down, the head of my cock already inside her.

She let out a shaky breath, watching my eyes, my face. “I want you to stay forever,” she whispered to me. Trust me, I wanted to stay too. All of this felt too good to let go of. She clasped my face in her hands, tilted her hips, and welcomed me in.

I groaned hard, breathing into her mouth before sucking on her bottom lip. She whimpered as I worked my hips, pushing deeper, dragging my mouth from hers to the crook of her neck.

I sucked on her salty skin, giving her stroke after stroke. I swear having her wrapped around me made me want to come at the drop of a hat, but I had to make this last. Her naked body molded to mine, one of her hands dropping to grip my hip and guide me deeper.

“I care about you a lot too, Kobe,” she murmured.

“Swear you’ll never forget me,” I groaned in her ear.

“Never, baby. I promise.”

I cupped one of her ass cheeks in hand, bringing her knee up with the other, watching her eyes create that same spark again. I watched her tits bounce with the momentum, her thick moans falling through parted lips.

Dropping my head, I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. She moaned when I did, and then her fingernails bit into my hips, dragging upward toward the middle of my back.

“Oh, Kobe,” she moaned, her voice vibrating as her body trembled.

“Come for me, baby,” I growled around her nipple.

She clutched me tighter, holding me still, and I let out a low groan, squeezing her ass in my hand, coming hard in her sweet little pussy.

My breaths were heavy as I picked my head up, looking into her eyes, but hers were already glistening.

“I don’t want you to leave,” she whispered, crying softly as if she knew this would end soon, as if she knew this wasn’t going to last.

I shook my head, rolling onto my back and grabbing her, bringing her head to my chest. “Sacrifices have to be made, Chanel. I can’t be with you and be your bodyguard too.”

“I know, but I don’t want another one. I do so well around you. I’m always confident at my photo shoots. I sleep better at night knowing you’re around—and I swear I’m not just saying that. I hardly slept before. Ever.” Her damp eyes met mine. “I’m not going to walk away, and even if my dad finds out somehow, I won’t let him fire you.”

“It’s probably what’s best at this point. I want you so bad I can’t even think straight. I’ll be too focused on you to keep watch of anything suspicious.”

“I don’t care.” She sat up, looking me deeper in the eyes. Her lips found mine and I held her close, groaning and sighing behind the kiss. When she pulled back, she said, “I’m tired of him treating me like I’m twelve. If I want you, I should be able to have you however and whenever I want.”

I let out a ragged breath. “You’re going to get me killed, Chanel. He said his brother is the Sheriff of New York.”

“Oh my goodness. He always uses that against someone. For one, he’s my mom’s brother, not my dad’s, and my dad always threatens people with that. But you’re no threat to me. He’ll know it if I just tell him.”

I started to protest again but she pressed a finger to my lips, her head doing a simple shake as she lowered down. “Just stop talking,” she said with her lips around my cock. “It’s my turn to take care of you now.”

Chanel sucked and rode my cock like a pro, and as she did, I realized there was really no way in hell I was going to be able to walk away from this girl.