Kira’s POV
Kennedy hiked my dress up around my waist, spanking my ass firmly.
"Ohhh Kenny," I moaned.
"You oughta be ashad coming into this nice restaurant without any panties on!" He smacked again, this ti hard enough that the sting made flinch, the pain delivering a pleasurable burning sensation.
A low throaty groan fell from his lips. "You’ve got so fucking hard for you right now!"
"Fuck , Ken!" I panted, my cunt quivering with need.
With a low, lustful grown, he pald my ass, lifted up, and moved into a stall, slamming my body against the door while impaling with his glistening cock in one swift motion. The tal rattled as he plunged into , his hips moving like a hamr pounding against a nail.
I gasped as ripples of pleasure crashed through my body. He felt so damn good. Divine. Like a perfect dream that I never wanted to wake up from.
I bit my lip, suppressing my cries of pleasure, conscious of the fact that dozens of people were seated outside within earshot, but Kennedy just shook his head at .
"Let hear you," he said, his voice thick with lust and desire as he leaned in and kissed roughly. "Let know how much you want this."
I nodded my head desperately, "I want it so fucking bad! Fuck , Ken!"
"You have no idea how much you turn on," he groaned as he rocked into , his strong arms gripping my hips hard enough to leave bruises.
"You’re so goddamned sexy, Kira!"
"Oh, fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" I scread, in rhythm with Kennedy’s powerful thrusts, and soon my moans were filling the room.
"Yeah," he breathed as he pounded into .
Just then we heard the door open and light footsteps moving across the restroom into a nearby stall. I froze, looking at Kennedy, wondering if we should stop. The look he gave was one that said HELL NO! We kept going, moaning into each other’s mouths as he continued to slam hard against the stall with each stroke. I was certain that the loud banging could be heard from well outside the restroom.
The woman finished her business, washed her hands, and then walked by our stall, pausing for a mont.
I could see her through the crack, then she chuckled. "Sounds like sobody’s having a good ti in there. I wish my husband would fuck in a bathroom stall!" She chuckled again and then walked out.
I blushed but Kennedy just grinned at , as he continued to thrust deep inside , his eyes never leaving mine, holding captive, until I felt myself losing control, succumbing to the sweet feel of his strokes.
I started trembling all over, my body convulsing in different ways, "I’m cuming..."
Kennedy didn’t say anything, he just simply stared at before finally opening his mouth.
"Cum for , Kira."
I moaned deeply, as I tossed my head back and cried out his na, high and helplessly. My slick cunt contracted and fluttered against the base of his cock, clenching tight as my entire body shuddered violently. Then I fell limp, barely able to hold onto him as I trembled with spent desire.
I barely had a chance to catch my breath before he was bending over, pinning my arms behind my back, and taking from behind, his cock ramming into fast and hard.
"Oh, shit," I whimpered.
He swatted my ass softly, and I groaned in pleasure. He fisted his fingers in my short hair and yanked my head back, forcing to arch my back. I could feel his hot breath at my neck, close to my ear.
"Don’t ever cut your hair again," he hissed as he pumled . The sound of skin slapping against skin could be heard with each thrust.
"Yes!" I gasped, arching my back even more, as he drove his body deeper into mine. Kennedy continued fucking in long hard strokes, never letting up as he reached around to massage my swollen nub. A few strokes later, I felt myself starting to climax again.
"OH, FUCK!" I scread in a high piercing voice.
"KEN!"
My body shook wildly as the pleasure in my cunt began radiating out to every part of my body. My hot orgasmic juices were flowing all over the place as I writhed and lurched against him. Ken followed right behind , growling my na, as his entire body went taut. I turned my head to watch him, allowing myself the luxury of drinking in the sight of this sexy man becoming completely undone because of , his muscles tensing and face contorting with pleasure.
We didn’t move for several long minutes, both of us panting, the strong aroma of sex hanging in the air.
"Damn, baby," he said as he slid out of , a hiss escaping my lips at the loss of contact. He turned around to face him, his intense eyes staring deep into mine for a long mont before dipping down to kiss lightly.
We smiled at each other as we adjusted our clothing before leaving the restroom and heading towards our table.
You could have heard a pin drop in the dining area as we walked amid hushed whispers and accusing stares. The n were leering at and most of the won were frowning and cutting their eyes although a few gave amused smiles while looking Kennedy up and down appraisingly.
The waitress looked scandalized as she brought the bill for the food we ate. While the hostess was scowling at us from across the room. Clearly the restaurant managent was ready for us to leave.
Kennedy quickly paid the bill, taking the ti to down one final glass of wine in the process, and then we walked out together.
He laughed as we got into the car. "Well, I guess we won’t be welco back here anyti soon!"
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Olivia’s POV
The hot shower had done nothing to calm my nerves.
I stood under the shower for what felt like hours, letting the water wash away the stress of the day.
But as the day went by, I could not help but feel that Mitchell had disappeared into thin air.
We’d searched everywhere again. New places, old places, even my own neighborhood, but it was getting difficult with each passing day.
Mitchell was gone.
I’d finally admitted defeat around seven PM, exhausted and frustrated, and I made a ntal note to discuss the way forward with Maxwell.
Now, dressed in Oliver’s disguise and pajamas, I headed downstairs for dinner. My stomach was growling, and I needed food before I could even begin to process everything that had happened today.
The mont I reached the bottom of the stairs and turned toward the living room, I froze.
Two won sat on the couch.
Two stunning won with blonde hair cascading down their backs in perfect waves, wearing very skimpy dresses that left very little to the imagination.
Oh God.
Oh God, I’d completely forgotten.
Maxwell’s words from this morning ca flooding back: I’ll arrange for soone to visit you tonight. Help with your boredom. A lovely woman who’s very skilled at providing exactly the kind of... release you need."
No. No, no, no, no, no. He’d arranged for two instead?!
The mont they spotted , both won rose to their feet. They ca toward with sultry smiles.
"Olly," the first one purred, her voice like honey dripping over gravel. She had cat-like green eyes that raked over appreciatively.
"We’ve been waiting for you," the second one added, her blue eyes sparkling with mischief. She reached out to trail a finger down my arm.
I jerked back instinctively, my eyes darting around the room in a panic.
Maxwell was nowhere in sight.
Of course he wasn’t. The bastard had probably orchestrated this whole thing and then disappeared to watch the chaos from afar.
"I... uh..." My voice ca out strangled, too high-pitched to be Oliver’s. I cleared my throat and tried again, dropping it lower. "I think there’s been a mistake."
"No mistake, honey," Green Eyes said, stepping closer. "Maxwell was very specific. He said you needed so loveeeee."
"He said you’ve been stressed," Blue Eyes added, reaching for my other arm. "And we’re very good at helping n de-stress."
I stumbled backward, nearly tripping over my own feet. "That’s... I don’t... where is Maxwell?"
"He said he’d be down later," Green Eyes inford , still advancing. "Said we should make ourselves comfortable with you first."
This was a nightmare. An actual, living nightmare.
"Listen, ladies, I’m sure you’re both very... talented," I managed, continuing my retreat until my back hit the wall. "But I really don’t need any... companionship tonight."
"Don’t be shy, Olly," Blue Eyes cooed, and suddenly they were both right in front of , bracketing against the wall. "Maxwell told us you might be nervous. It’s okay. We’ll take care of everything."
Green Eyes’ hand landed on my chest, and I nearly jumped out of my skin.
"Your heart is racing," she murmured. "Excited?"
"Terrified," I blurted out before I could stop myself.
They both giggled like I’d made a joke.
"Maxwell warned us you might play hard to get," Blue Eyes said, her hand sliding down my arm. "He said you like to pretend you’re not interested."
I’M GOING TO KILL HIM. I’m going to actually murder him!
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