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I can't hurt her and my daughter that way. I have never at any point in my life been that confused on what to do. I've never been at that crossroad. I was the kind of person who trusted my instincts and went for it. I was a good decision-maker and that was how I have made cutting-edge progress in my business, but when it came to Katrina, I didn't know what to do. I didn’t know how to approach it. I didn’t know how to get her to come to me.
I thought about giving her what she wanted, if that meant she could be mine. I thought about asking her out like she wanted, to make her happy.
"Go out with me, Kat," I said to her, almost shocked as she was at the words that came out of my mouth.
Her eyes widened and she took a step back. That was the last emotion that I expected. I received another shock when she slowly shook her head at me, taking another step back.
"No."
"No?"
"No!" she stated more firmly.
"You don't mean that." I took a step towards her. I knew she didn't. I could see it in her eyes that she didn't. I could tell by the posture of her body that she didn't. And when she didn't step back as I got closer to her, as my arm went around her waist to draw her up to me, her breasts pressing against my side, feeling her nipples against my flesh through the flimsy material of her bikini, I knew she would let me do anything that I wanted to her.
And there was so much I wanted to do to her.
Maybe it was the fact that she was already half-naked, something that should have been meant for my eyes only. Seeing how the other men gawked at her already put me on edge and our argument didn't make things better. She had lovely large breasts and the bikini accentuated that. She looked so delectable even a monk would cave, and I was not a monk. I was a virile male in his prime.
Maybe it was because she told me no. I am not used to being denied anything. I always got what I wanted.
Or maybe I was just selfish and didn't listen. Whatever it was, it made me reach out to her, holding her face in my hand. She looked up at me. She didn't look like she was ready to deny me again.
I kissed her, bringing my face down to her level, I kissed her. It wasn't gentle, it wasn't sweet, it was possessive, it was punishing.
How I denied myself of the perfection which was her for so long didn't make sense to me.
She welcomed me, opening her mouth for me to taste her, and she tasted delicious, too good to be true. Wrapping her arms around me, she kissed me back with the force of her need, meeting me toe-to-toe. She wanted this just as much as I did.
Her skin, soft against my palms, my hands slide down to cup her round ass. They were soft and all mine.
Mine! She is mine! She couldn’t belong to anyone else.
That thought pushed me over the edge. I picked her up, wrapping her legs around me. I pinned her against the rock, my lips never leaving hers.
How easy it would be to dispose of her bikini bottoms and slide into her wet heat.
Her wet heat. I reach down between us, slide her panties to the side, and I run my hands across her fold, causing her to gasp in between the kisses.
She didn’t disappoint. She was wet already, coating my finger in her juices.
I should have stopped. I should have backed away then. It wouldn't have been too late, but all the self-control that I had had gone out the window the moment my lips touched hers.
I pulled away from her, switching my attention to the sensitive skin of her neck. I sucked on it, my finger sliding into her, wishing it was my dick instead.
She buried her face in mine, her moans drifting to my ears, grinding her hips against my fingers as I stroked her, my thumb working slow circles around her clit.
There was so much I wanted to do to her. I wanted to please her more, please her with more than just my fingers. I wanted to hold her breasts, suck on her nipples, but my other hand was busy holding her in place.
She soon found her release, clinging to me harder as her body shook with the wave of her orgasm, her walls clenching against my fingers, new juices flowing from her. She was the one who climaxed but it felt like I did as well.
As her muscles grew limp against me, I held her tightly, drawing my hands from in between her legs.
"Put me down, George!" She sounded pissed.
It was understandable. I did as she instructed me.
"Kat-" I started, but she interrupted me.
