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Maximus Hernandez is a fifty-seven-year-old billionaire who made his money during the era when investments just hit the world. Now all he does with his time is find different ways to spend his money and different ways to enjoy women. Kiki Thomas is a woman with an ambitious spirit and pants constantly on fire. She wants to be on top but her lustful nature is a beast that can never be tame. Their paths cross and she falls madly in love with him but soon discovers that Maximus belongs to no woman, well that is until he meets her little sister.
JEAN'S POV
Calvin had spent the night here in my house yesterday as kiki traveled again.
She had to leave for whatever reason best known to her. Kiki always went on a spiced adventure as she often called it. But she barely told me what she did anymore or what she was up to.
Likewise, I didn't bother asking her about it because I could care less. I was content with just being in her shadows and I believed she preferred me that way as well.
Kiki away from the house meant alone time with my boyfriend who was currently in the bathroom, showering.
Drawing the curtains apart, I walked back to the bed and draped the blankets around my body. As soon as I did that, Calvin stepped out of the bathroom in just his boxer shorts.
His blond crew-cut hair was wet with droplets of water falling from his head to his chest. I swallowed hard as I watched the water trailing down his broad chest until my eyes settled right below his boxer shorts, unable to go further the way I wanted.
I clenched my thighs as the thoughts of both of us fúcking filled my head even though we hadn't touched each other that way.
Calvin was a virgin like me and we agreed to take each other's virginity only when it was time.
We had been dating for a while now and hadn't had that much discussion about it. We only made out. That was how far we went.
But now, I was sure of what I wanted. And I wanted him to fúck my brains out but he just wasn't getting the clues I was dropping for him. Or maybe he was misunderstanding it on purpose.
He took big strides towards me and climbed the bed.
The bed dipped under his weight and I scooted towards him as his lips reached for mine.
"Jean," He whispered, staring down at me and I swallowed down the lump in my throat as the knots in my stomach tightened.
His hot minty breath wafted into my nose and I bit on my bottom lip.
Calvin closed his eyes as he brought his face close to mine. "Can I kiss you?"
My hand went around his neck and pulled him closer. I moved my face to him and our lips met.
I waited for him to make the move and when he did, something inside of me snapped and I returned the kiss in the same frenzied manner.
Hot and fast, our tongues explored.
I moaned as he wrapped my curly honey-blonde hair around one hand whilst the other hand cupped my face.
We were both fighting for dominance as our tongues danced in each other's mouths and at last, he won.
I relaxed in his touch and let him do what he wanted with me.
"Can I touch you now? " Calvin stopped after a while of kissing and I nodded.
I licked my bottom lip as his hand moved from my cheek downwards. Soon, he was all over my body leaving hot trails behind, I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried to bring him closer to me as possible as I could.
Calvin had never touched me or kissed me without asking me for my permission and it annoyed the shit out of me each time he did.
He was trying to act like a gentleman but I didn't even want that kind of man. I wanted him to be a man and touch me like I was a woman.
We weren't kids, I was twenty-three and he was twenty-six. Yet, seeking validation each time from me made it somewhat irking.
Calvin left hot kisses on my neck trailing down to my chest and he went back to my neck, sucking on the soft spot there then my earlobe.
He slid a finger under the duvet and grabbed my ass which incited a moan from me.
Removing the duvet from my body as gently as he could, he exposed my upper body. The frigid air met my skin and my nipples tightened.
Calvin's hand kneaded my right breast while his mouth took the left breast, sucking and leaving little bites on my areola. I moved my hands to the towel separating me from him and slowly took it off.
Calvin gripped my hand, halting my movement.
But he didn't stop kissing me.
Wrapping the towel around him again, I let out a frustrated groan as I thought he was going to help me by tossing it away so I could feel his body.
Calvin was too reserved for a man his age and I didn't like it. I didn't want to voice it out because I was afraid of what he might think of me.
I didn't want him to see me as some nasty bitch who was crazy about sex like my elder sister, Kiki.
Although our little make-out session wasn't what I wanted, I had been acting okay with it and that was only what we did whenever we hung out together.
Albeit awkward now.
Earlier, I felt today was different. I felt it within me.
So when Kiki left immediately I thought that we could take it to the next level. I wanted to have sex desperately but Calvin just wasn't going to make the move.
I had been too scared to initiate something all these years but today I couldn't take it anymore like I usually did and I desperately needed to be touched. I desperately needed to be fucked by him and I was going to start with the first move.
Maybe Calvin wanted to have sex with me but was scared to break the promise he made about not touching me till we were both ready. Perhaps all I had to do was just give him the green light so he would know that I wanted him.
I moved closer to him on the bed and then sat up on his lap straddling him in the position as we continued to kiss. his hands moved into my hair and held my face in place as he devoured my lips hungrily. I wished he would do the same damage to my pússy too but I doubted he was going to go further than the kiss. I ground my soaked pants on the hard erection as we kept kissing.
"Jean," Calvin said but I ignored him and kept rubbing my core on his boxer shorts to show him how needy I was feeling. I wanted him so badly.
"Touch me, Calvin," I whispered and he nodded before rubbing down my back rhythmically.
My hands went back to grab his hand and I placed it on my breast.
He squeezed it and kissed my neck, allowing me to arch my back and let out a moan. I assumed he was slowly getting the point I was making and so I decided to go further.
Gradually, my hand stretched out to grab his dÃck, and the moment it closed around it, Calvin stiffened.
Grunting, he stood abruptly.
Thereby making our make-out session come to an end.
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