Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 57406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 287(@200wpm)___ 230(@250wpm)___ 191(@300wpm)
“What do you want, Kitten?” I tease.
“Make love to me,” she moans, her tone husky and breathy. The words “make love” have me still. I don’t make love. Didn’t she hear me about the BDSM? But I took her virginity in a way she’ll never forget, and making love to her might be the only way she’ll forgive me. I want to see where, whatever this is between us goes.
“For you, I will.” My voice is serious, making her right eyebrow raise. “Also, promise me that no one else will ever touch you. I will always give you what you need.”
“Yes, no one else.”
I plant a kiss on her mound and mutter, “No one, Kitten, nobody but me.” Going to the cabinets again, I throw bottles out of the cabinets into the tub. I need her now and don't care about the mess. Finally, I find the lube I am looking for. Squeezing out a handful, I stroke it down and around my long, thick cock. Back on the stairs, I pull her over on top of me, her back to my front, her head resting on my shoulder. With one arm wrapped around her chest under her breasts, I place the head of my cock at her entrance. Fingering her clit with my free hand, her arousal comes quickly, and she writhes against the head of my dick trying to slide it in her. “Whoa, Kitten, we need to go slow,” I warn. I stop rubbing her clit, bringing her back down. She tilts her head up, looking at me puzzled. “I control this, Kitten, you understand?” She nods yes. “Good girl,” I say kissing the top of her head. Moving my finger back over to her clit, I begin circling and pressing the eager bundle of nerves again. And again, she builds quickly and tries to push down on my cock, but I hold her still.
“Not yet, Kitten,” I scold. She moans and wiggles her hips in protest, her naughtiness makes me smile, but I can't let her defiance against my control go unpunished. I smack her pussy hard. “Kitten, you wanted me to make love to you and I am,” I reprimand. She cries out from the sting and stills her body, not moving an inch. “Who is in charge, Kitten?” I ask, lifting her head to look at my face.
“You,” she whimpers breathlessly.
“That's right,” I retort, nipping her bottom lip. Then, sliding my cock to her entrance, I enter her with a slow short thrust. She withdraws from the pressure, but I tease her clit, making her pussy grow wet. Mixing with the lube, her walls become slick, accepting more and more of my length as I continue the slow torturous task of sheathing my cock in her core. I hit her back wall and stop; this is as deep as I can go without hurting her. I increase my speed, knowing my limit. The feel of her around my cock is unbelievable, and I know at this moment I will never be able to get enough of her. I watch her beautiful face as I slowly thrust in and out of her, her eyes are closed, her pouty lips parted. She's the most precious thing I have ever laid eyes on. I feel her core clenching around my cock faster and harder as she builds to her own orgasm. “Kitten, open your eyes,” I order through clenched teeth, trying to hold back my own release. She opens her eyes. “I want to see those beautiful eyes when you come, keep them open,” I demand. Her legs stiffen and I know she’s close. “Come with me,” I whisper, then I flick her clit with my finger, and she releases, her back arched, her hips pressing down on my cock, my name falling from her lips. Her core clamps down on my cock so hard I come without warning, my hot seed shooting into her like a rocket.
I wrap my arms around her as we lie panting, the sweat from our skin pools and mixes in the crevices between my muscles. I slide out from under her, then cradling her in my arms I take her back into the water. Grabbing a washcloth from one of the cabinets, I gently wash and kiss every single inch of her body. Wrapping her in a towel, I carry her exhausted, limp body to my bed, curling up beside her, I pull her to me and cover our bodies with the comforter. “Sleep now,” I whisper.
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Am I awake, is this a dream? God, if it is, I hope I don't wake up. A moan escapes my throat as a warm feeling is rushing through me, my hips are moving.
“Jesus, Kitten, I can't get enough of you.”
What the fuck? Why do I hear Linc? Why is his voice muffled? My eyes fly open. Where am I? I look around for half a second and the night before all rushes back. I'm in his bed. I look down and see a large lump under the covers between my legs, it's bobbing up and down, making wet slurping and moaning sounds. I very slowly lift the covers and his head pops up from between my legs. “Good morning, Kitten, I hope you don't mind but I decided to have you for breakfast.” He grins.