Chapter 1205 - Ronin Brothers Visit LA (10)

Mike's smile widened. He wanted to tell her that even with the ridiculous hairstyle of a ponytail on top of her head (from last night) she is stunning because her breathtaking beauty comes from within, but he decided not to say anything that might be interpreted in a wrong way.

He pushed an unruly lock of hair (which escaped her braid) behind her ear and repeated: "You are the most attractive…"

Mike's words disappeared in a kiss which Tiffany planted on his lips.

It took Mike a second for his hands to move around Tiffany and to hold her tightly while returning her kiss hungrily.

In few seconds they deepened the kiss and their hands tugged each other's clothes, trying to get them free from confinement of their garments which are in the way.

Mike got on his knees, between Tiffany's legs and his mouth moved from her neck, down her collarbones while his hands unbuttoned her light green shirt with haste. In less than a minute, her green bra was uncovered, and Mike pushed it up, exposing Tiffany's breasts.

He enjoyed her moans while he sucked on her nipples diligently, one at a time.

Tiffany thought that she is about to combust. His firm body felt amazing under her palms and the heat was unbearable.

Tiffany lifted her hips slightly when she realized that Mike is tugging on her panties, allowing him to remove them and she flung her fuzzy slippers away randomly in the process.

Without stopping the kissing frenzy, Mike flicked her panties to the side, and his hand went back under her skirt, gliding between her thighs. He let out a low growl from the back of his throat when his fingers touched her wetness.

Tiffany tugged on his belt few times, until she got it right and hurriedly pushed his pants lower, together with his underwear. She smirked at the sight of his erection which sprang free.

Tiffany yelped in surprise when Mike grabbed her buttocks and pulled her to sit on the edge of the chair. Before she got a chance to react, her heels were parted on the desk above Mike's head, and he pushed her skirt up while lowering his head toward the cradle of her thighs.

"Shit!", Tiffany cursed while fisting Mike's hair.

He hummed in satisfaction while his tongue glided diligently up and down her pleasure peak, making her tremble with his every move.

Tiffany lost control over her body. She was at his mercy, twisting and arching while he sucked and licked between her folds.

"Ah!", she gasped when she felt his tongue move inside her.

The room was spinning, and she was caught by surprise by the intensity of her climax. It was like an electrical bolt shoot from her core and trashed her body while she clamped his head between her thighs.

Mike moved up and his attention got back on her breasts. He could play with them all day and not get bored of them.

A minute later, Tiffany caught her breath and pressed Mike down on the floor from where he was. His head ended under the desk. He wanted to remove his pants (and underwear), which were down to his knees, but before he was able to do so, Tiffany lifted her skirt so that it's not in the way and got on top of him.

They both gasped at the same time when he got all the way in.

Tiffany clutched the edge of the desk for support and rode him fiercely while his hips thrusted upward, matching her movements.

All the pent up emotions stirred within Tiffany: sorrow, anger, desire, stress, fear, happiness… they mixed and expanded together with her incoming climax and then it all exploded into a cry while her body trembled on top of Mike.

He grabbed her buttocks and lifted her slightly, allowing him to pound himself inside her from below for those few more thrusts until he shuddered in his release.

Tiffany was holding onto the edge of the desk and trying to catch her breath while her face rested on her arms.

Mike wiggled his legs, kicking his pants and underwear away, close to his fuzzy slippers which fell off his feet a while ago. He lifted himself into a seated position and placed Tiffany's arms around his neck so that he can get access to her lips.

He kissed her gently and smirked at the surprise on her face when she felt him growing inside her.

They removed leftover clothes which were still lingering on them, allowing them to relish the skin-to-skin contact fully.

"Let me know when you want to move to the bed…", Mike murmured between kisses.

Tiffany was happy to hear that it's not over, and she enjoyed the current intimacy. "Can we stay like this a bit longer?"

"As long as you want…"

They held each other on the floor and kissed for a long time. And then they moved to the bed.

Later that afternoon…

Mike cradled Tiffany in his arms.

Other than showering three times, and coming down for a (late) lunch, they spent the day in the bed.

In-between lovemaking, they talked about school, work, what each of them is doing, and what are their plans for the future.

They didn't talk about the past, like it does not matter from where they came from or what their background is.

Tiffany likes this. If she can have one wish, she would use it to erase her past but even without that, she is grateful that a man like Mike is by her side despite knowing what her parents put her through. The way he looks at her makes her feel special.

Mike pulled Tiffany closer and inhaled deeply, allowing her scent to seep into his body.

Mike enjoyed this intimacy. He had few hookups, but nothing like this. Tiffany got under his skin the moment she startled him in the kitchen that night. Small part of him thinks that it might be a momentary infatuation, but even if it is, he wants it to last as long as possible.

He interlaced his fingers with hers and pulled her hand toward him, making the back of her palm rest on his chest. He hoped that she knows how right now, his heart beats faster because of her.

"I need to get ready.", he said unhappily after checking the time.

Tiffany understood that Mike is going back to Seattle. He probably needs (another) shower and to pack his things.

"OK."

"I will be back as soon as I can.", he promised.

Mike wanted to promise many other things, and to tell her how she makes him feel but they just met, and he would probably sound like a creep or like a liar and neither of those two is good, so he decided to keep everything else for himself.

Tiffany smiled. She wants to believe him but does not dare to have hopes. Today was great and she will live with it, if more than this happens, so be it.

"I will be here.", she stated the fact. She will live in this villa until she earns enough money to rent an apartment which will be in few months (at least).

"Can I call you?", Mike asked reluctantly.

Tiffany was surprised by this request. "Sure. On weekdays, texting might be better."

Mike smiled and kissed her on the lips.

"Will you come out to say goodbye before I head out?"

"No.", Tiffany responded while avoiding his gaze.

Mike understood her response as: Emma should not find out about this. This told him that Tiffany is not confident that the two of them have a future together, but he could not find any way to convince her otherwise. He is leaving and he does not know when he will be back.

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