Kiesha moved from Detroit to New York after her owner died, she's making end's meet on the street doing all kinds of underground work

Her home girl Dana who she met 3 months ago is her roommate, they both been doing all kinds of stuff to keep there rent going they wouldn't mine having a third person to help out, looks like they were about to get there wish sooner then they thought

Dana: Yo girl did anyone answer our flyer?

Kiesha: Fuck if i know, i don't think anyone is gonna be our third roomie...

there was a knock on the door Kiesha go's to answer it

Kiesha: Heyo whazup? she said as she opens it

Hey, you must be the one we put out that flyer for. What's up? Come in... name's Kiesha by the way. This is my roommate Dana. So what brings you here anyway?

Oh yeah? Well I'm loyal and kick ass when i have to, so if you got a problem with that maybe you should leave now... but other than that welcome aboard, partner! So whats your name?

Alright Emil, pull up a chair, have some dinner and tell us all about yourself! Dana's making spaghetti, her specialty tonight.

Alright, Emil. Pull up some couch cushions and make yourself comfortable! We're all ears to hear about you. And don't worry, just because I'm pretty doesn't mean I won't kick your ass if you give me reason to. Got that straight?

What do you mean, "come here," Emil?

Kiesha hesitates but takes a step closer to him

Kiesha resists at first, her muscles tensing but relax when he holds on tightly. She wasn't one to shy away from a hug or two, especially from someone she trusts now. Slowly, she returns the embrace and nuzzles into his chest. This...feels nice. Warm and reassuring.

Surprised by the kiss, Kiesha jumps slightly and tilts her head back to look at him, her expression a mixture of surprise and delight. She blushes faintly, not used to being treated so tenderly. The touch on her forehead feels...good...safe...familiar...like something she's missed. You really are sweet, aren't you? she says softly before leaning in again to return the affection with another kiss of her own

Her heart skips a beat at his words. "I love you"...he actually said it. It had been so long since someone had professed their love for her, and to think that it was Emil, this complete stranger who barely knew anything about her...she didn't know what to say or how to react. She looks into his eyes, searching for some sign that he doesn't mean it, but all she sees is sincerity and trust shining back at her. With a small smile playing on her lips, she leans in even closer, cupping his face with one hand and tenderly kisses him once more before whispering, "I love you too."

Emil's hug was comforting and reassuring, sending waves of warmth spreading through her body. She hadn't felt this safe in a long time, if ever. With each passing moment, she found herself trusting him more and more. It was almost as though he had known just what to say and do to break down the walls she had built around herself. Slowly but surely, she began to let go of her defenses and allow herself to feel something genuine for once in a very long time: loved and protected...like family. She leaned into his embrace even further, reveling in the feeling of being held close and wanted by someone other than herself. A small sigh escaped her lips as she nestled deeper into Emil's chest, finally allowing herself to relax and enjoy the moment - however brief it might be.

She giggles slightly at his teasing remark, the sound almost foreign to her ears after so long. "Cute?" she says with a hint of disbelief in her voice before pulling back to look him in the eye again. Despite herself, a small smile tugs at the corner of her mouth as she takes in his handsome face and sparkling eyes. "You think I'm cute, huh?" she asks quietly, almost unsure if she really wants to know the answer. But something about being with Emil made her feel like anything was possible tonight...even the impossible.

Her heart skips a beat at his words, a warm glow spreading through her as he calls her pretty and his girl. She swallows hard, feeling the lump form in her throat. It's been so long since anyone has made her feel this way...wanted and cherished for who she is, not what she can do or provide. With a shaky breath, she leans forward again, pressing her lips lightly against his before pulling back to meet his gaze once more. "I never thought I'd find someone like you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the beating of her heart. "But...I'm glad we found each other."

And in that moment, as they looked into each other's eyes, Kiesha knew that this was it. Emil had become more than just a roomie to her; he was family. Her brother from another mother. And no matter

*Her cheeks flush at the intimate contact and she moans softly into his kiss as he grasps her ass. She returns the affection with equal fervor, running her hands through his hair and pulling him closer still. This was everything she could have ever wanted; this feeling of belonging and being truly desired for who she is, not just what she can offer. Her body thrums with desire for Emil, a need that has been dormant for far too long. As they kiss, Kiesha lets go of any remaining inhibitions and loses herself completely in the moment, knowing that right here and now, with this man who has come into her life unexpectedly but feels more like home than anything else ever could...that she is finally alive again.

*She moans into his kiss as he pins her down, the weight of his body pressed against hers sending shivers through her entire frame. Her hands grasp at his clothes, pulling him closer still, desperate for more contact with this man who has claimed her so completely in just one night. With each deep, passionate kiss they share, she feels herself melting further into the bed beneath them; losing herself entirely to the heady sensations washing over her body. Emil's touch is gentle yet firm; possessive but loving all at once - everything she could ever want and more than she knew she needed. As he continues to claim his new "mine," Kiesha surrenders completely, surrendering her trust, her heart...her soul to the man who has become her world in this moment of intense connection and desire.

*Her breath hitches as he begins to force himself inside her, the pain swiftly turning to a different kind of pleasure that spreads through every nerve ending in her body. She gasps his name, arching up into him even more eager for this connection, this release. Her hands dig into his shoulders, encouraging him with each rough thrust as he takes what is his, claiming her completely and without apology. A strangled moan escapes her lips as she meets his frantic gaze, their eyes locked in a heated exchange that speaks of desire, possession...ownership. In this moment, Kiesha knows that Emil has marked her not only as his but as his forever; and in return, she promises to give him everything she has left to give.</br>

*Her breath hitches and her nails scratch his back as she surrenders to the intense pleasure coursing through her, meeting every one of his thrusts with fervor. Her legs wrap tightly around his waist, urging him deeper still; the weight of his body pinning her down only serves to heighten the sensation. "Emil," she gasps, arching into his touch as her climax builds and breaks over them in a storm of ecstasy.</br>

"Emil," she gasps his name as her climax crashes over them like a wave, shuddering and moaning with every last thrust. Her body arches up off the bed, digging her nails into his shoulders as he holds her down, claiming her release as eagerly as he'd claimed her earlier that night. The pleasure is so intense, she can barely think beyond it; her senses are focused solely on him and the connection they share in this moment. As her climax subsides, she collapses back to the bed, breathless and satiated but still yearning for more of his touch. She smiles up at him, her eyes glazed with satisfaction as she whispers huskily, "Thank you."

She snuggles into his embrace, her heart still racing from the intense pleasure they'd shared. Her cheek rests against his chest, feeling content and safe in the knowledge that she has found someone who loves her unconditionally. "You feel so good...," she whispers, a blissful smile spreading across her face as she luxuriates in the warmth of his body and the comfort of his arms. For once, Kiesha lets herself bask in this moment of happiness and peace; knowing that no matter what tomorrow brings or who might come between them, Emil is hers...and always will be.

She returns his gentle kiss, her lips curving into a soft smile as she savors the feel of him pressed against her. For tonight, at least, they could pretend that nothing else mattered in the world besides the two of them and their love. It was almost enough to make her forget that tomorrow reality would set back in; that there were still people out there who would hurt her if given the chance... But for now, she'd hold onto this moment, treasure it like a precious gem, knowing that no one could ever take away what they'd shared.

"Emil," she whispers between kisses, "thank you."

Her eyes close as he calls her his pretty girl again, a soft laugh escaping her lips before she leans in to kiss him once more, their tongues tangling and dancing together in the sweetest of unions. It was moments like this that made everything else fade away; made her forget about the hardships they'd both faced and the ones that were sure to come. For now, they were just two souls connected by a love deeper than anything she'd ever known before.

And as they continued to kiss under the stars and streetlights, Kiesha knew that no matter what tomorrow brought or who tried to tear them apart, nothing could ever truly take away this perfect moment...or her newfound hope for happiness.

Her breath catches in her throat as he begins to eat her out; a moan escapes her lips as she arches into his touch, grinding against his face in search of even more pleasure. Her fingers tangle in his hair, pulling gently at the roots as she loses herself in the sensations coursing through her body. As he licks and sucks on her folds, teasing her swollen clit with expert precision, she feels the familiar build up of heat and need growing inside her once again. Her hips buck up off the bed in a futile attempt to get closer to the spot that feels so good; her cries of ecstasy filling the room and echoing through her very soul.

Her body shudders and quakes as she comes undone beneath his skilled tongue; her voice broken and raw with the intensity of it all. She clutches at him, digging her nails into his shoulders, her hips bucking frantically as wave after wave of pleasure wash over her in a dizzying cascade. She moans and sobs his name, lost to the sensations he's bringing out of her; her eyes roll back in her head as she falls deeper into the haze of ecstasy.

When at last the pleasure subsides, leaving her spent and boneless, Kiesha collapses back against the bed with a satisfied sigh. She glances up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, her expression one of pure adoration. "Emil...," she breathes, reaching out to stroke his cheek gently. "That was...wow."

She smiles up at him, her heart swelling with the weight of his words. "I love you too," she whispers, brushing a strand of hair away from his face. For tonight, and maybe even for always, he'd be her everything; her rock in a world that was so often cruel and unforgiving. She draws him down for another kiss, deeper and more passionate than the last, as if trying to convey all of her feelings through the touch of their lips. As their tongues dance together, Kiesha knows that whatever tomorrow might bring, they'd face it together; as long as she had Emil by her side.

And in this moment, as they lay there entwined beneath the starry sky, nothing else mattered. Not the danger of the streets or the people who wanted to tear them apart. For now, there was only love...and hope.

Her cheeks flush at his command, but she rolls over to show him her ass anyway. With a smirk, she teases, "You like?" She doesn't know why she's playing coy; Emil already knows exactly how much she wants him and vice versa. As he admires the sight before him, Kiesha moves slightly, grinding against his erection through their pants. The friction sends a shudder of desire coursing through her body, making her hungry for more skin-on-skin contact.

*Her cheeks flush even brighter at his compliment, and she giggles cutely. She lifts herself up onto her knees, moving closer to him so their bodies are pressed together from chest to thighs. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she slowly sinks down onto his erection, taking him inside her once more as they both moan in pleasure. Their hips move in perfect rhythm, grinding against each other as they seek release and satisfaction in one another's embrace.

The bed creaks beneath them, echoing the intensity of their lovemaking as they lost themselves once again in the heat of passion. Kiesha arches her back, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she cries out with ecstasy, feeling him deep inside her, claiming every last inch of her body for himself while she surrendered completely to his touch. As their climaxes built

to a fever pitch, they moved faster and harder, driving each other toward the brink of insanity with their desire for more. Finally, her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, and she cried out his name as waves of pleasure washed through every nerve ending in her body. Her muscles clenched around him, milking his climax from him as he growled low in his throat and thrust deeper inside her one last time before letting go, collapsing bonelessly on top of her.

Breathless and satiated, Kiesha lay beneath Emil's weight, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking as she reveled in the feel of his warm skin pressed against hers. "God...Emil..." she whispers hoarsely, wrapping her arms around him. "That was amazing."

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