Page 40 of Refuel

“Nope, just be ready for me,” I commented, as I stretched toward the nightstand, grabbed a box of condoms, and laid them on top, causing Arianna to chuckle at me.

“Good night, Kash,” Arianna said.

I pulled her back to my chest, squeezing her thigh and kissing her cheek.

“Good night, racer.”

A knock on the door let me know Cicely was here, and breakfast was ready. I ran a hand up Arianna’s chest, grabbing her breast and turning her over, kissing her shoulder, cheek, and forehead. Her legs automatically opened up for me.

“I haven’t brushed my teeth yet,” Arianna said, blocking her lips from me.

“I don’t care,” I replied, moving her hand and slowly kissing her lips. I groaned, feeling my dick get hard from the warmth of her sex.

“Mmmm… grab a condom, Kamden.” Arianna rubbed my face, opening her lips further.

I pulled back and smiled, reached over to grab a condom out of the box, and pushed my boxers down. I lined up with her sex and pushed inside, feeling her walls choke my dick. I wiped the perspiration that trickled on my forehead and bent my knees, pulling her legs wider and grasping both sides of her waist.

“Have dinner with me tonight,” I said, pumping at a steady pace.

Arianna arched on the bed.

“I… I… can’t!” Arianna cried out.

“Tomorrow night,” I whispered in her ear how her pussy felt so good. We went on for the next forty minutes until I filled the condom and passed out for another thirty minutes. Finally showered, we walked out of the bedroom redressed to eat breakfast. I held Arianna’s hand, leading her to the kitchen when Arianna stopped in her tracks.

“Cicely,” Arianna said.

“Arianna,” Cicely said.

“What… What’s going on? You know him?” Arianna questioned.

“She’s my housekeeper, sometimes therapist, and second mom when I piss off my own mother,” I told her, walking up to Cicely and kissing her cheek.

Cicely poked me in the shoulder, and I laughed.

“Wait, how long have you worked for him?” she questioned.

“Two to three months and yes, I knew you two were seeing each other. That’s none of my business,” Cicely said, putting two plates of bacon, pancakes, eggs, and an orange.

“Is this going to be a problem?” I inquired with Arianna.

She looked at me and shook her head. “Why would it? We’re not dating, right?” she retorted, taking the napkin and fork to cut into her pancakes.

“Right,” I said and peered over at Cicely who smiled at me.

Once we finished eating, Arianna left to go to work, and I left for the hospital and then to meet up with my mom.

“Mr. Coleman, thank you so much for coming today,” Dr. Samson said, shaking my hand. I was here with Sarai and Colton to dedicate the wing under my name and CD Enterprises. She was talking with the photographers and reporters, making sure they had the right angles and knew what questions to ask.

“Thank you for having me, Dr. Samson. I know I speak on behalf of Corporate Cares and the partnership between CD Enterprises and my private donations we raised, helped to give the kids some hope,” I told him.

“It really has. We won’t keep you two long. Maybe sign a few autographs and photos,” Dr. Samson explained.

“No worries. Whatever you need, we’ll be here,” Colton said.

Dr. Samson nodded and walked off with the nurses to prepare the kids for the surprise.

“You look like shit,” Colton joked.

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