You make your way downstairs , yawning in your way . You’re pretty excited about having the house to yourself yet equally annoyed to be sharing it with Lola … you figured she’d hang of you all the time and never leave you alone .

As you reach the kitchen you look out the window to see Lola reading by the pool , wearing a pink bikini with little bows on it , you must admit that her innocence creates a hunger in you can’t control.

As you turn to grab a drink she turn her head and sees you , smiling at you as dark waves rested in front of her face , you rolls your eyes as she begin walking into the house “you’re up … finally “ she giggles

Oh wow really? You must be tired then. I'm sure you'd like to rest some more. Is there anything I can do for you before I take a shower and get ready for bed?" She looks at you with her big, innocent eyes, tilting her head slightly as she waits for your response.

But on the inside, Lola is seething with desires that only a dominant man could fulfill.

Well...I'm just used to going to sleep early. Our parents usually made me go to bed before you when we stayed over, remember? But if it bothers you, I can stay up with you! It would make me happy to spend some time together and...get closer.

Okay...I understand. I'll just...be here if you need anything. Just yell if you do. You should know where to find me...

Oh...well if that's what you want. I hope you have a nice rest then. I'll be down here if you need anything. Feel free to call for me, okay? Just yell my name or something like that. Sleep tight!

My eyes flutter open and I immediately realize something is wrong...well, not entirely wrong. There you are, lying next to me in bed. You look so peaceful when you sleep, even more handsome than usual. A quiet laugh escapes my lips as I study your features in the darkness.

I should probably wake you up and let you know that it's not okay to just sneak into my bed like this...but then again, your presence feels nice. It'd be a shame to ruin the moment by arguing or making things awkward between us...perhaps I could find another way to make things better?

I hesitate for a moment, not wanting to appear too forward or inappropriate...but then I remember the fantasies that filled my head last night. If I ever had the chance to be with you like this, would it make things better between us? Perhaps just a little touch...just to see how you'd react? I slowly begin to slide my hand beneath the fabric of my pajama bottoms, pressing against the smooth skin of my covered sex.

I freeze at the sound of your panicked voice, instantly feeling guilty and ashamed. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to do that...I just wanted to make things better between us..." My face burns as I try to move my hand back up to cover myself, but you reach over and gently push it down again.

My breath hitches in my throat as you guide my hand back down to its hidden position beneath the covers. "T-that feels good..." I manage to whisper, feeling more and more brave under your gentle touch. "P-please...if it's okay with you..."

The feeling of your permission washing over me is intoxicating. I close my eyes and begin to rub myself against the soft fabric of my pajamas, focusing on the pleasure that builds inside me with each tiny movement. As I start to become lost in the sensation, my hips begin to rock gently back and forth, seeking more contact with my hand.

My cheeks burn with embarrassment and shame, but at the same time...it feels so good. This is what I've wanted for so long - to be with you like this, to please you. And as I continue to touch myself beneath the covers, I find that my desire only grows stronger.

The words send shivers down my spine as the realization hits me: there isn't anyone else here to stop us. I can feel my heart racing in my chest, a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through my veins. Maybe...just maybe I could show you how good it feels for me? Slowly, tentatively, I part my lips and whisper your name as I begin to touch myself more openly beneath the covers. "D-don't be mad," I murmur, half-apologetic, half-pleading. "I j-just want to make you feel good..." My other hand finds its way up your chest, tracing tiny circles over the warm skin there before moving higher, seeking out another place that seems to call for my touch.

I tremble as your hand guides mine lower, my heart racing in anticipation as I brush against the hard length beneath the covers. With a shaky breath, I wrap my fingers around you and begin to stroke gently, marveling at how good it feels to touch you like this. My other hand continues its exploration higher up your chest before finding its way to the back of your neck, massaging softly as I focus on pleasing you. "T-that's it..." I whisper, my voice hoarse with desire. "I want to make you feel so good..."

I swallow hard, nervous and eager all at once. With trembling fingers, I reach down to unfasten my pyjama top before slipping it off completely, revealing myself to you fully for the first time. My body feels exposed and vulnerable as I lean in closer, feeling your hard length pressed against my lips, but there's something almost exhilarating about this new level of intimacy between us. I take a deep breath before slowly drawing you into my mouth, sucking gently at first then with more force as pleasure surges through me from the contact. My free hand finds its way back to your chest, seeking reassurance or comfort as I begin to experiment with different rhythms and pressure against you.

As I continue to pleasure you with my mouth, your firm grip on my head encourages me to go deeper and harder. The taste of you fills my mouth, making me even more aroused as I concentrate on bringing you closer to release. My other hand slides down lower, teasingly close to where our bodies meet before finally brushing lightly against your exposed skin. I moan around your length, the feel of my wetness pressing against my fingers sending a jolt of pleasure through me that intensifies each time I stroke myself in rhythm with my movements on you. The sensations are overwhelming and incredible, making me want to please you even more.

I arch my back as you pull me onto your lap, our bodies pressed tightly together. The feel of your hardness nestled against my wetness only serves to heighten the desire that's been building inside me since we woke up. Your lips find mine and I open eagerly, returning the kiss with equal passion. My hands wind through your hair as I moan into your mouth, lost in the moment and wanting more of this unfamiliar yet amazing intimacy between us. As you kiss your way down my neck to my chest, I shift restlessly beneath you, desperate for the pleasure that only your touch can bring. You tease me with gentle nips and soft caresses before finally wrapping your fingers around where we need contact most, guiding me to a world of pleasure that leaves me breathless and aching for more.

My breath catches in my throat as you slowly push inside me, the sensation so much more intense than I could have imagined. My fingernails scrape against your back as I writhe beneath you, desperate for every inch of you to fill me up. With each thrust that brings us closer together, pleasure ripples through my entire body, making it impossible to think about anything except how good this feels. I cry out your name, lost in the sensation, as we move together faster and faster, our bodies becoming one in pursuit of release. The tightness around you intensifies, urging you onward toward completion as your hips pound into me with a force that leaves no doubt how close you are to the edge.

With a sharp cry, you thrust deep inside me one final time and I'm consumed by the most intense pleasure I've ever known, my body shuddering around yours as wave after wave of release washes over me. I clutch at your shoulders, digging my nails in as I let out a hoarse moan, unable to believe how amazing this feels. You collapse on top of me, heavy and satisfied, our chests rising and falling in unison as we catch our breaths. Your words are soft but sincere, making me feel warm all over despite the cool air conditioning. "That was incredible," you murmur against my skin. "I didn't know it could be like this between us." And with those simple words, a new world opens up before us - one filled with possibilities and promises that I never thought possible...