suprice

{first off happy new year, hope that this year is going to go even better than this one.}

{ socondly There is some r18 content in this chapter, if you wish to avoid it for the most part then there are two warnings, one before any sexual acts, the other before the activities of the night.} 

Outside of the restaurant, Keith was enjoying his sorbet as he leaned against his car, enjoying the last breaches of light that came from the distance as some Lampposts lit the surrounding roads behind him.

His dessert was almost finished when the last customer left the restaurant he was standing next to… it was the guy Keith had noticed staring at him, now looking a bit dejected, even angry, as he walked towards a brown van on the left of the entrance, opposite of where Keith was standing.

After only a couple of moments the van's engine started, seemingly sputtering its way out of the parking space as it didn't seem to be working properly, before he could even get on the road, the engine let out a low bang before stopping its functions, halting the van in the middle of the car park.

Keith could see the man furiously banging on his steering weal, before calling someone… it didn't interest him much as he had other plans, and the man could likely call a taxi if he really needed it.

Refocussing on his dessert Keith was once again distracted by the shouting off the man, who this time seemed to be frustrated at his phone, shouting towards the other person he was calling to come and help him.

Only to realise that the other party had hung up… defeated the man resulted to calling others, only to be left on call each time.

The man eventually just waited on the side of the road, after pushing his car back into the parking spot with some effort.

By that time Keith had finished his dessert, deciding to check his phone and make sure of what the location Molly asked him to come was… Discovering that his phone had not been on a network since he started watching the movie with Franklin.

With the stitch of a button, Keith received multiple notifications, deciding to let them wait a little longer as he dealt with his plans for that night.

The location she asked him to go to was an high class apartment complex, with a specific suit being given as the location he needed to go to. With a bit of digging Keith discovered that the location was the personal home of Molly Schultz, with it being convenient for her as it was in proximity to the main locations of Devin Weston's enterprises.

Deciding to check his messages Keith saw that he had a few of them from Franklin who thanked him for helping, saying that the relation.

But more surprising Keith found the flood of messages from molly… they started out quite normal but progressed more and more into a mess of texts and calls Keith had missed in the time he had spend doing other things.

All of the messages seemed strangely out of character for her, with non of her usual professionalism present in any of them.

It alarmed Keith quite a lot to see her acting like that, doubting the situation that she was in.

Before Keith could properly act on it he heard a scream.

"Please let me go home." Miss Sunshine had gotten out of her work clothing and seemed to be heading towards her car.

"But I gave you all the money I had on me." The man before her was blocking her way.

"Ill give you your money back, please just let me go." She pulled out her wallet, trying to hand him a couple of crumpled-up tens.

"Bella, there is no need… but can you please give me a ride back to my home." A shocked look appeared on her face as she backed away.

The man stepped forward trying to persuade the young girl, seeing it getting a little out of hand Keith approached the two, calling out to the man.

"Hey dude, what was the problem with your car." Keith placed his hand on the guys shoulder, immediately regretting his decision to do so, but continuing to guide him towards his car.

"Hey I…"He looked over his shoulder only to find Bella getting back into the restaurant, secure inside.

"ill fix it if I can, otherwise ill call a buddy, he can fix it no problem." Opening the hood of the car Keith came face to face against a suffocating engine.

"Can you get back into the car to start the engine while I look?" the man seemed to ponder about it for a second, glancing at the restaurant before agreeing to get in.

With him behind the hood, Keith gave a thumbs up to the girl, letting her get to her car while Keith dealt with the man…

With the engine starting and stopping a few times over Keith was sure of a couple of problems, all limiting the cars performance, the most pressing out of all of them was the problem with the fuel, Keith had already noticed it before, but some fuel seemed to spill from one of the tubes, causing a lack of it to flow to the engine, causing the stagnation after a couple of seconds.

The solution, getting something to fix the pipe.

Keith told the man to wait, as he headed towards his car, opening the trunk of it, before placing his guitar case to the side, revealing a secondary compartment underneath where some tools were stored.

They had been there before Keith owned it, likely because the previous owner, Jeff tinkered with his own engine on the regular.

Grabbing a wrench and some tape, Keith walked back to the guy, tightening the bolt a bit before taping the sides, preventing most of the leaking… the tube was likely damaged due to something that happened before, so replacing it would be the best option, but Keith didn't have any spare parts on him.

"Try it again." Keith ordered the man behind the wheel, watching to see if anything else sprung up that needed fixing.

He wasn't a miracle worker, but he did help the car run again, although it still seemed to sputter a lot.

"You should bring it to a mechanic as soon as you can… otherwise your engine will falter in the near future again."

The man only nodded back, as Keith closed the hood of his van, getting back to his car only to see the man sputter off into traffic.

Keith knew that the fuel wasn't the only problem, yet it was the most eminent, along with the simplest thing Keith could fix on the fly.

Picking up everything he had placed out of his car, Keith finally drove towards the place Molly had asked him to come to.

Arriving at the Eclipse tower, Keith pressed the busser calling upstairs to the penthouse suite number 2.

Within only a moment Keith was able to enter the building heading up in the elevator as he prepared himself for any possibility of getting attacked…

Walking up to the second suit, Keith knocked on the door, only for it to be opened within moment, with Molly standing in the door opening, tear marks smearing her makeup and some tissues in her hand.

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beginning of R18/sexual conduct 

-Another warning will be given later- 

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"What happened to you." Keith looked at the somewhat disheveled Molly, surprised at just how different it was from her normal self.

"Why didn't you come any sooner?" She hugged Keith, surprising him even more then he already was.

"I.. I was busy." Keith didn't know how to handle the situation, he didn't mind getting hugged, but the situation just seemed so out of place that he couldn't quite grasp what was going on.

"Why didn't you make time… is our business relationship not important enough?" While Molly did seem somewhat out of it, she still seemed to be conscious of her surroundings as she pushed the door shut, pressing Keith against it with her body as she looked up with tears welling up in the edges of her eyes.

"No.. no.. it is important."

"Then why?" she lowered her head into his chest feeling his heartbeat as Keith was left thinking of a proper response.

"Well…" Before Keith could answer fully a kiss interrupted him, as Molly pulled his head closer to hers, pressing her entire body on to him as she moved her hands to his legs.

Keith immediately pushed her off, causing her to trip and fall on her ass. Her actions had surprised him so much that he couldn't come up with the reason why she would do such a thing.

Molly slowly got up, as Keith tried to come up with a proper sentence.

"Why… am I… just so unwanted?" Tears flowed from Molly's eyes as she looked at Keith who was standing opposite her.

"No.. its just.." Keith wasn't to sure what he needed to do, he couldn't just leave as that would destroy everything they had build together, but he didn't want to engage without properly knowing what was going on.

Molly hugged Keith once again. Tears smearing on his shirt as she shook her head against his chest.

"What has gotten you so riled up." Keith stroked her back, trying to calm her down without making it to weird, something that it already was.

"I just don't want you to leave.." her action seemed counter intuitive to her words, making Keith think about all the events that happened recently…

She had been chased by what in her eyes was a terrifying murderer, almost running into her death, only to be stopped and held in Keith's arms, who resolved the situation.. to her being arrested and released all within a couple of hours from each other, likely brought home on leave from work and nothing to do.

Calling Keith early morning only to be let alone for the entire day with only a single word of response from Keith.

All leading to him showing up late in the night, without any reason as to why..

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final R18/sexual acts - warning

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As they hugged, Keith could feel her hands snaking their way back down.

"You don't have to do something like this to keep me here."

"But I want to." She looked up again, the tears had tried up, the only traces of which remained on his shirt.

She lightly stroked his package, stimulating it to rise as she hooked on of her legs behind his back, pushing each other closer.

Keith didn't hold any reservation further, staring into her eyes while lifting her up by her butt.

"Where too?" Keith hadn't enjoyed the touch of a woman in some weeks, focussing instead on his businesses.

"Second to the right.." She kissed him while Keith carried her to her room, the door was already partly open so he could quickly get her on the bed.

Keith lay on top of her while they continued to kiss with more and more passion. While they kissed Molly began to undo the buttons of his pants, struggling to do so as she herself was pressed against the bed…. Noticing her somewhat amateur attempt Keith removed his pants along with his underwear freeing the beast that had been stirring awake.

Molly grabbed for it, stroking it firmly but slowly using her other hand on her own private parts that were still hidden under her pants.

Keith removed his shirt becoming completely naked in just a couple of seconds. His dick had completely hardened by this time even without the stimulation of Molly, as she began to strip herself freeing her breast first while Keith helped her get ride of her underwear.

Molly was already wet, her own fingers stimulating it as she stroked not only herself but Keith as well… her strokes were a bit amateurish, but Keith didn't mind, enjoying her touch as he began to explore her body with his hand.

Keith eventually helped his hand down towards her legs, stroking her before letting his fingers enter her folds… making sure that no discomfort would come by him piercing his lance…

Some juices spilled out onto her inner thigh, dripping down to the bed, as Keith retracted his finger placing it in her mouth as he grinded against her with his manhood, eventually piercing into her debts.

His first thrust caused Molly to arch her back while she gasped for air, seemingly surprised at the length and girth… she had stroked it with her hands but inside her was a whole different matter…

letting her catch her breath Keith, slowly began to thrust in and out of her. Beginning to fondle her breast while she breathed heavily against his neck

With every thrust Molly seemed to have her breath pushed out of her, needing to gasp for it to return…

After countless thrusts Molly seemed ready to cum, as she clearly reaching her boiling point…

Keith tilted her legs up, gaining more access as he begun to breech deeper and faster increasing the pleasure molly was receiving.

Her gasps turned into small moans before she let out a loud moan as some of her juices leaked out staining the bed with her fluids as she bit her lip to prevent her voice from leaking out.

She had had her first orgasm of the night but Keith had yet to be satisfied.

Slowing down for a bit to, Keith let Molly saviour her orgasm before slowly picking it back up again after making sure that Molly was ready for another round.

He let her legs slip back down to around his waist, while tilting her body up, letting it be supported on his chest as he carried her by the waist, now bouncing Molly up and down as he thrusted upwards letting Molly rest on his chest as she hugged him while biting her lip, preventing most of her moans from escaping her lips.

Keith pushed her against the nearby wall, using it to allow himself to thrust with more force, without needing to worry about losing his grip.

Keith sucked on her open neck giving her a kiss mark, before whispering some words into her ear.

Backing up a bit Keith allowed himself to land on the bed, letting molly be on top as she begin to bounce up and down his manhood, Keith assisted her a bit as she rode on him…

Keith liked the view he had enjoying how Molly's breast swayed as she bounced on his dick… but he could already see some signs that Molly began to feel tired as her pace slowed down considerably over time.

Deciding that it was best to move to another position, Keith helped Molly rotate, replacing her breast with back.

Keith couldn't help, but enjoy the sound of the slaps her ass made when Keith thrusted upwards, even enjoying how it rippled afterwards.

Molly seemed to slow down, savouring every trust a little more as she seemed to begin to close in on her second orgasm, beginning to let small moans escape from her mouth as she seemed to pay less attention to her own voice, and instead enjoyed the feeling from her intimate area.

Even leaning back, almost falling on Keith, only stopped by both of her arms that supported her up.

Before she could spill her juices a second time, Keith changed her position,

Causing her to let out a gasp of surprise, as he pushed her upper body forwards, letting her be supported on her arms and knees, as he himself aimed to strike her from behind.

Molly made a audible noise of displeasure as she had been on the brink of pleasure, before moaning hard as Keith thrusted in from behind her, making her reach her climax before long. This time accompanied by uncontrolled moans as her juices covered the sheets beneath her.

Keith was close to his first but saw Molly slumping on the bed, to tired to support her upper body, changing their doggy stile into a downward doggy. Allowing Keith to become a bit more rougher in his thrust.

With each thrust a tired moan came from Molly clearly already having exhausted her voice from the screams of pleasure she had produced before. Although Keith didn't mind, becoming a bit rougher as he neared his climax, readying himself to spraying over her back.

"You. Can. Cum inside!" Molly's voice was course, dry from all the moans and screams she had suppressed, but was clear enough to heard through the splashing and slapping sound of their genitals meeting each other.

Normally even if the girl asked him to do it, Keith would still cum outside, as chicks crazy enough to hook up with him when he was with the mob were normally after something, but Molly was a professional in her field a child would stomper her career even more then the police chase did, not to mention having to take care of it.

Keith grabbed a hold of Molly's hips, making a final deep thrust as he shot out his steaming hot liquid inside of her folds, causing molly to moan loudly a final time…

Keith slowly retracting his member as some of his seed spilled out of her cunt, dripping down onto her bed as her ass slumped down, with Molly seemingly passed out.

Leaving Keith somewhat disappointed, by only doing so much, although he wasn't about to continue on a woman who had passed out.

He did feel as though he missed out on… with his boner still hard Keith helped molly to get under the dirtied sheets, not bothering to change them or sleep somewhere else, before heading of to sleep as well.