Chapter 5
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KENNEDY
MY body was covered with sweat. The room was dark , and I could see a silouette of a man standing on the end of my bed. I was inside my room and was lying on my bed. Everything was the same except for the man right in front of me.
I gasped when the man slowly crawled on top of me. My body was filled with anticipation as he slowly lowered his head until he finally claimed my lips.
Who was this guy? What is he doing in my room? Most importantly, why am I enjoying his lips pressed against mine?
“You have to open your mouth so I can kiss you right, Kennedy,” he whispered when I remained unresponsive.
I should have pushed him right at the moment, but instead of doing so, I willingly opened my mouth just like he wanted. The corner of his mouth lifted and broke into a wicked smirk that sent shivers down to my spine. He leaned closer to me and claimed my lips once again. This time, he tugged my lips using his tongue, encouraging me to open it wider.
My hands automatically wrapped around his neck as he tried to deepen the kiss. I have been kissed before but never like this. I don't even know this man, but it feels like he knows every part of my body. I can feel his warm hand slowly travelling from my neck down to the valley of my brèast. It didn't take long before his hand found my right brèast.
“Aaahhh…” I moaned in between our lips when he started squeezing my chest.
My tip of my brèast hardened by the touch of his hand. The fabric that separates my skin from his warm hand wasn't enough to stop my body from burning with too much desire. His hand started roaming around my body. My body shivers in too much pleasure when his hand goes down in between my legs.
I gasped for air when his long and expert fingers started playing with my cl!t. I moan loudly the moment he slid my panty to the side and inserted his finger into my swollen pvssy.
“Oooohhh…Fcvk!“ I screamed in pleasure when he thrust his fingers so fast that my eyes almost roll at the back of my head.
“Yes, Kenndy…I want to hear you scream…” he whispered against my ear as he continued to thrust his fingers inside me. “I want to fvck you so bad…”
Those words run smoothly across his tongue. I had no idea why I was being this intimate with a stranger. Who is this man, and why does his hands against my body feel familiar?
I thought his fingers inside me were the best sensation I could experience, but I was wrong. I don't know how it happened, but I just noticed that he wasn't kissing me anymore. Instead, his head was already in between my legs.
“Aaahhh…” I moan once again when he starts licking, nipping, and sucking my cl!t. My mind was hasty. I clenched the hem of my pillow, trying to hold my moans. But his playful tongue makes it almost impossible. It didn't take long before I found myself clenching his hair while I was shamelessly grinding my hips against his mouth.
“I can eat you all day, Kennedy,” he murmured. The vibration from his voice added sensation onto my drench pvssy.
I lifted my head to look at the face of the man who was currently licking my pvssy. My eyes widened in shock the moment who it was.
“Hello, Kennedy,” he said with his deep baritone voice.
I woke up while panting. I'm not sure if it was a dream or a nightmare. I know that man was attractive, but I wasn't expecting to see him in my dreams. I think I'm too old to be having wet dreams. Am I that sexually frustrated that I even sought out fantasizing the man I just met yesterday? I couldn't even say that we formally met since he didn't even throw a glance at me. He had no idea that I existed. I think his presence leaves a mark on me that I couldn't get him off my head.
I turn to my bedside table to check on the time. It's only two o' clock in the morning. I went back to bed and shut my eyes, trying to go back to sleep. But no matter how hard I tried, his face kept on flashing right before my eyes. I can still feel the warmth of his body against my palm. It was also hard for me to forget the edgy and bumpy texture of his back because of his scars. I can't help but wonder what happened to him.
I stayed for stayed for half an hour on the bed while staring at the ceiling. In the end, I couldn't force myself to sleep. I quickly jumped off the bed and went straight to the attic where my workshop was located. All my paintings were there.
I immediately pick up a blank canvas once I get inside. I assemble my easel and put the blank canvas on it. My eyes were fixed on the canvas. Everything happened so fast. I don't know how I managed to put the oil painting on my wooden palette. The next thing I knew, I found myself painting the man who visited me in my sleep.
My eyes were fixed on the canvas. My hands move as if it has a mind of its own. All the colours were dark, as if it reflects how I felt the moment I laid my eyes on his beautiful face. Every stroke of my hand was so precise as if I had been painting his portrait for a very long time.
I had no idea how many hours I spent to finish this whole piece. But one this is for sure. This might be the fastest portrait I have done in my entire career. One piece usually takes me about a week or so to finish. But this one, it only took me hours before I finally finished this masterpiece.
I looked outside the window and noticed that the sun was up. “Fcvk!“ I cursed when I realized that it was already late. I need to prepare for work.
I almost stumbled on the stairs in a hurry when I realized that I had a new schedule from now. I don't have to go salon like the usual. I only have one client to attend to, and I'm already looking forward to it.
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