➪ꏳꀍꍏᖘ 024

It was enough to grow worrisome.

These are my exact thoughts,as I once again find myself to be trailing the features of her face,the smooth movement of her wrist as she flicks the pen between her index finger and thumb, continuing her notes when she heard the uttering of something particularly intriguing,that piques her interest.

My gaze would slip from her to the detailed presentation in front of the boardroom once more,and then yet again,a slight movement of her figure would bound my attention as before.
The nudge of her hand against her cheek, pulling her lower plump lip into her mouth, worrying it with her teeth.

The clenching and unclenching of my hands wrung together beneath the table is the exposure of the storm of emotions growing in me, plunging and destroying my rational train of thought.

The prospect of what would happen once we left in the six days we had left here,when our private jet set landing on the lanes of New York.

What it could possibly mean for what had been spiralling between us.

A

lbeit,what stood clear and steady as what one would call a rock,was that I didn't want whatever was happening between me and Arielle,to finds its nimbling end.

As if literal,the clenching feel against my gut at the thought of not being able to share the intimate touches we've grown accustomed at initiating,the loss of her fingers tenderly stroking my hair,or her soft skin touching mine,the safety web I felt whenever I was beneath her control, having the ability of having Arielle right now,after pining after her attention so long.

A could've been a year,a little over six months perhaps,I was much too confused when thinking about her tender touches,her perfect smile that I wanted portrayed in a painted portrait,hung in the privacy of my room just for me to a gaze at.
Her soft sweet scent of cherry blossoms and a hint green tea,so heavenly beneath my nose when I nuzzled into her neck purely just for the sake of wanting to smell her comforting scent.

And now,as I yet again gaze at her from across the long stretched table, finally catching her attention just for her little smirk to appear with a simple wink.

And there that clench against my gut was again,the realisation suddenly not so hazed.

I fucked up,and I fucked up big time.

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A sigh leaves me once my head hits the soft pillows stacked to the head of bed,a groan escaping the grim set of my lips when I stretch abit to settle into a comfortable position,my hands behind my head.

A series of familiar knocks against my door,the soft sound of them echoing throughout my room as I turn my attention to focus on Arielle entering.

"I really don't know why you still knock,you know?"
I chuckled as I sat myself upright, watching as Arielle lazily made her way over to where I lay on the bed,her being clad in a comfortable pair of track pants,the loose sweatshirt falling off of her shoulder and exposing the dark brown of her skin.

She looked so so,soft.

"It's knowledgeable,I just prefer knocking.
Basic manners you know?"
Arielle says,her lips quirking into a smile when sending the jab.

"Well,you don't mind that I never knock at night when sneaking into your room,do you mommy?"
The words leave me slow and with an goal,each letter, syllables after the other,just for the wanted reaction of the raise of her brow,the tilt of her lips into a small smirk,and the slight sheen of lust that accustoms itself to her pupils.
She crosses her arms,which I consider a bonus,given that it pushed her boobs up and making it that much more viewable.

"You're being unfair knowing how that word makes me feel,kook."
Arielle sighed,seating herself next to me.

"I'm sorry."

"Now,stop that!"

I chuckle when she turns to look at me,an raised eyebrow that accompanies her downturned mouth,chin settled in her hand when focusing her attention on me.

My cheeks heat a little as her gaze trails the features of my face, settling itself on my lips that I'm currently chewing at.

Her thumb swipes at them immediately, pulling my bottom lip from the assault of my teeth,the soft pad of her thumb brushing against the the tender red skin. 

"You have such pretty lips,stop biting them."
Arielle grunts,a furrow between her brows when she looks up to catch my gaze again,her brows eventually smoothing her frown when her hand trails the sharp edge of my jaw,smooth fingers trailing the hot skin of my cheeks.

"Then stop staring at me."
I whined, tilting my head a little so that her attention would shift from gazing and touching me so,so,I don't even know how to phrase it as much.

She laughs lightly,shoulders shaking visibly as she tried to keep it as subtle as she could.

"You're too much of a pretty boy to not be stared,and touched and doted on baby."

A dry gulp slides down the narrow way of my throat,and my cheeks grow undoubtedly even more colourful when she leans closer,the sweet scent of her perfume  brushing my nose,her body heat seeming to grow closer and closer with each inhale of the smell I take.

I wanted her to touch me.

Fuck,I needed it.

"Not a thank you?
Where's you're manners baby?"
She asked ,her fingers grazing my jaw once more when bringing me closer to her,and I couldn't help but lean into the soft touch.

"T-thank you Mommy."
I shuddered out in a soft whisper,the gentle sensation of her rubbing her other hand into my thigh doing things to my thoughts,and they were barely comprehend abled as much.

"There's my good boy."
She chuckled, breaching the gap between us with a kiss, cradling the back of my head in her hand,her fingers tredging through my hair as she pulled me closer.

Nearer.
Skin touching hers in a way that had a moan slipping from my mouth.

Slowly, clothing falls away particle by particle.
First my shirt,as she pushes her hands across my chest,then trailing it lower to rub across my clenching and unclenching abdominal muscles.

My head is buried in her neck,my hands settled around her naked waist,chest brushing against the soft skin of her breasts,the tautness of her nipples has me biting a little dented mark into her brown skin.

A little ahh escapes her,before she gently eases me off of her, having me lay beneath her palm that pushes me into the soft bedding.

Her presence now between my thighs,my dick only covered by my briefs as it stirs at the sight of her.

Her hair hanging down in long tangly curls down her back,her dark skin looking the epitome of soft and supple.
Arielle's fingers graze the sensitive skin at the inside of my thighs,nestling herself between the limbs of them,her soft breasts fitting snuggly against my pelvis as she kisses up my abdomen, eyes sultry and hooded staring up at me.

I might just have died.

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