First Thing I See (5 page)

                Before I could find words to speak, he
kneeled at the side of the bed, and pulled me at the hips toward him.  I was
swollen and spent from my orgasm, but Kennedy’s tongue touching my clit stirred
something inside me.   He gently used the flat of his tongue to lick my clit in
long slow strokes.  He circled the swollen nub firmly until I was on the verge
of another orgasm and then pulled back.  He blew on my clit lightly and then I
was surprised to feel his tongue dive roughly into me.  My body shivered and he
again started with a steady aching rhythm, his tongue pulsing in and out of me
quickly.  My muscles tightened and orgasm pulsed through me in ferocious waves
of pleasure.  He let out a low growl and then licked and sucked until he
swallowed every last drop of my cum.

                He stood and undressed, never taking his
eyes off of me.  I gasped as he pulled down his boxer briefs, freeing his long,
thick, erect cock.  He gently laid his body over mine, his forearms on both
sides of my face supporting his weight.  He looked into my eyes, “All I could
think about was making you cum all week Hope.”  His knee pushed my legs open
making room for him.   I could feel his erection at my opening.  “You taste so
sweet, Hope.  I want you to taste yourself.”  His mouth devoured mine and I
felt dizzy from his kiss.  He pressed his cock into my opening and slowly
moved, stretching my tunnel a little and pulling back out.  Then he was back
inside, further this time.  “Jesus Hope, you are so tight.”  I swallowed hard
at his words.

                He took his time with short slow strokes
until I was stretched wider and he was finally buried inside me.   He grabbed
the back of my knees and pulled my legs up to deepen his thrusts.  I hadn’t
thought it was possible for him to reach any deeper.  He looked down at me while
he pumped harder and ground his hips slightly from side to side with each
stroke down.  His face was taught and his eyes seared into me.  He took my
mouth smothering my moan and another small orgasm washed over me.  I felt the
muscles in his back tense as he fiercely pumped into me.  His thrusts slowed
and I thought I heard him quietly whisper my name as he shifted his weight from
me. 

                A few minutes later we lay tangled in each
other quietly, our breathing returning to normal.  “Hope, how long has it been
since you last had sex?”

                “Ummm…two years”  I said with a shaky voice,
honest, but embarrassed by my own admission.

                He pulled his face out of my neck to look
directly in my eyes and my answer was rewarded with the smile.  The full on
pearly white teeth with full deep dimples smile that would forever be seared
into my brain.  He said nothing more, but gave me a sweet kiss on the lips and
got up and walked to the bathroom. 

                I heard the water running from the bathroom
and thought perhaps Kennedy had decided to shower.  I was suddenly exhausted
and raw emotion began to seep in as my brain finally caught up to my body.  It
has been so long since I was with a man, I wasn’t sure what the proper
etiquette was.   Do I get dressed and leave?  I grabbed my shirt and began to
cover myself when Kennedy emerged from the bathroom.  “What are you doing
Hope?” 

                Startled at his question, “I…I…thought I
should get dressed.”

                “Why?  Do you want to spend time with me,
Hope?”

                He walked to the bed. 

                “Yes.”

                “Why?”  His arms crossed, he struggled
waiting for my response. 

                “Ummm.”

                “Remember our deal, Hope.  No lies”

                “Because you are the most gorgeous man I
have ever laid eyes on and from the moment I saw you I haven’t been able to
stop thinking about you.”  Holy shit.  Did I really just blabber that out? 
Immediately, I felt the blush move up my face.

                Dead silence as he stared at me and I fought
to stare back at him.  “Jesus, Hope, you have no idea do you?”  He approached
and scooped me into his arms, “We are taking a bath.  You must be sore and I
want to take care of you.”

                The penthouse suite bathroom was larger than
my apartment.  Floor to ceiling white marble and an enormous jacuzzi tub that
looked large enough to hold six people.  Kennedy placed me in the tub and
positioned himself behind me cradling me between his legs.  He washed my body
slowly from behind and gently stroked the cloth over my swollen sex.   I had
never had a man wash me before and found the act intimate, yet soothing.  After
a long soak and the water had already begun to cool, he lifted me out and dried
us both off. 

                “You must be hungry, would you like to go
out to eat or order something in?”

                 I wasn’t ready to let the outside world in
and leave the cocoon that we had made together.  “Order in.” 

                Kennedy went out to the living room and I
heard him on the phone.  I looked around for something comfortable to wear,
ruling out my work clothes lying in a pile on the side of the bed.  Instead, I
opted for Kennedy’s dress shirt, which hung almost to my knees.

                I went to join Kennedy in the living room. 
He stood at the mantle, next to the unlit fireplace and turned as I walked in. 
 I watched as his eyes did a slow assault, taking in my half naked body in his
partially buttoned shirt.  “If you wore that to work, there would be a few
years wait for a room here.”

                I laughed and went to stand in front of
him.  Without my customary four inch heels on, Kennedy had to be close to a
foot taller than my five foot four self.  I reached out and put my arms around
him, just as his cell phone rang.  He took a deep breath and breathed out a
heavy sigh “I’m sorry, I should probably get this.  I sort of left unexpectedly
today and people may be wondering where I am.  My CFO will send out a search
party if he can’t reach me for a few hours.”  

                “Jenner” he answered the phone back to all
business.  “No, I apologize, I should have called earlier.  I won’t be able to
make it tonight.”  I could hear a woman’s voice ranting on the other end, even
though the cell phone was pressed against his ear.  But Kennedy made no attempt
to move away for privacy.    He pulled me closer to his chest, wrapping one arm
firmly around my waist.  He listened on the phone for a while but I didn’t feel
comfortable looking up to see the expression on his face.  “As I said, I was
wrong for not calling earlier, but something urgent came up.   This isn’t a
good time to have this discussion, but I won’t be free on any Fridays anymore.“
  The voice on the other end got louder.  He stirred, but his arm around my
back only tightened as I attempted to pull away and give him space.   “I need
to hang up; I’m in the middle of something important I need to get back to
Mikayla.”  Then he closed the phone, tossed it on the couch, and his other arm
snaked its way around me. 

                I looked up, unsure of how I should react. 
Kennedy stared down at me, apprehensive.  “It’s over.  My past isn’t as
wholesome as yours.  Let’s not go there.”  I gave him a small smile and nodded. 
The apprehensiveness slowly withdrew from his face.  Both his hands cupped my
face as he bent and lightly kissed the tip of my nose. 

                After we ate, Kennedy lit the fire and we
settled in on the couch.  My body ached and exhaustion swept over me.  Kennedy
pulled me back to lie down.  My back tightly to his front and his hands covered
mine.  We stared quietly at the fire and I could feel my breathing slow.  “Stay
with me this weekend Hope.” 

                My heart fluttered.  “Ok.”

***

                The next morning I woke and leaned back to
where Kennedy had been only to find the space empty and cold.  I wandered
through the suite and found Kennedy in a small office, which now looked like
command central.  He was typing on his laptop, the printer was printing and a
fax was coming in.  His cell phone buzzed and I wondered if this was what it
was like for him always. 

                “Good morning sleepy head.”  Kennedy smiled
up at me as I stood in the doorway. 

                “What time is it?”  I didn’t remember
falling asleep but it felt like it hadn’t been that long ago.

                “7:30”

                “In the morning?  It’s Saturday, don’t you
sleep in?”  I did my best to look rightfully appalled.

                “7:30 is sleeping in for me.  I’ve been
working for two hours already.”  A slight chuckle accompanied an amused smile. 
“Don’t tell me you didn’t Google me and find out I was a workaholic.”

                I wasn’t sure if I should look embarrassed
because I hadn’t thought to research him or embarrassed because I couldn’t
comprehend being as alert as Kennedy already was so early on a Saturday
morning.   He took in my face and sat back into his chair.  “You really don’t
know anything about me, do you?”

                I searched his face and thought for a
moment.  “I know you gave me three orgasms yesterday and have good taste in
art?”

                “Come here Hope.”  I stepped in front of him
and he pulled me into his lap.  He pressed his cheek against mine and wrapped
his arms around me tightly in an embrace.  We stayed that way for a few
minutes.  He pulled back slightly so I could see him.  “I want to take you out
to my favorite restaurant tonight.  I need to do a few hours of work.  I’ve
made arrangements for Charles to take you to the spa and shopping.  I have an
open account at the stores he will take you to and I want you to get whatever
you want.  Buy something new for dinner.  Buy the whole store if it makes you
happy.”

                “That’s very sweet of you Kennedy, but it’s
not necessary.  I can go home and get some clothes and come back later.” 

                “Please Hope.  I want to take care of you
this weekend.  Let me.  You can have Charles pick up your friend if you want.  
Go enjoy yourself and then you are mine tonight.”

***

                Shauna’s response to my invite via text was
immediate. 
Shut the fuck up. LOL.  Of course I am coming.  How soon can you
be here?
 

                 We spent the morning at the spa, being “Mr.
Jenner’s special guests” and then headed off shopping.  Stepping out of the
limousine in front of the exclusive boutique after a full morning of pampering,
I felt like I was in a fairy tale.   Shauna told Charles we were going to go
for a short walk around the block before heading into the boutique and we made
plans for him to pick up in two hours.  Linking my arm to hers, we started off
for a leisurely stroll.  I knew she wanted to grill me.  She was the best
friend I could ever have and would like Kennedy if I did or give him a piece of
her mind if he did anything to hurt me.

                “So, the Adonis is back and you look like
you have been well fucked.”  Shauna could talk trash with the best of men. 

                I told her all about the night and even shared
the news of my three orgasms.  “He is so sweet Shauna, I get the feeling he
wants people to think he is all business and bossy, but underneath that
ridiculously gorgeous exterior, he has a big heart.” 

                “Well, the business and bossy part I’ve read
about.  I did some research this morning and I think you need to be careful.  I
mean, I want you to have a great time, enjoy yourself, but don’t fall head over
heels. Kennedy Jenner has a reputation of being a shrewd business man and
always having a model dangling from his arm.  All I’m saying is just know what
you are getting yourself into.”

                Her words blew and I felt like the wind was
knocked out of me.  Obviously he is a bit bossy and I would have expected the
shrewd businessman part, based upon his success and wealth.   And why wouldn’t
he be a ladies’ man?   The guy is talk, dark, wealthy and ridiculously
gorgeous.  Women probably throw themselves at him daily.  The thought made my
stomach sour. 

                “I know I should probably want to know more
about him.  But for some reason, I want to learn it from spending time with
him.  Old Hope would have probably already dug up all she could and ran as fast
as she could from him.  I’m not sure why, but I don’t want to run from him.”

***

                Shauna and I had a great time shopping.  I
tried on a dozen beautiful dresses that probably cost more than I make in a
year, and then I settled on a new dress I could afford.  The emerald green
dress I picked clung to my curves and I thought it was more Shauna than me, but
the sales clerk and Shauna said I had to buy it and I knew fighting with Shauna
over fashion was a losing battle.   Shauna talked me into adding some sexy
lingerie for underneath the dress tonight and even I thought that was a good
idea. 

                The saleswoman tried to put the bill on “Mr.
Jenner’s account” but I refused and charged it on my visa, holding my breath
that the charge wouldn’t be declined.  It would take me a few months to pay it
off, but the dress made me feel sexy and I wanted to feel sexy for Kennedy
tonight.  Charles pulled up outside the boutique just as we were finishing at
the counter and we giggled the whole ride back Shauna’s apartment.   I sat in a
daze as we drove the rest of the way back to the hotel.  There was no denying
that I was couldn’t wait to get back to see Kennedy.

            ***

                After a long, hot shower I wrapped myself in
one of the luxurious plush robes the hotel offered in all of the suites and
quietly walked into the living room.  Kennedy was standing at the tall window
looking out at the incredible skyline as the sun began to fade and the
buildings began to light up.  Wearing only low hanging sweatpants, the muscles
in his back rippled on his tan skin.   As I walked up behind him, I loosened
the ties to my robe and let it fall open.  Wrapping my arms around him and
pressing my damp naked front to his back, instantly made my sex swell and heart
flutter.  My intention was for the gesture to be sexy and teasing, but it felt
more intimate and loving than I had expected.