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Hisnight—I still try to figure out what it means. We’ve never appropriated our time together before.
“If it’s your pride talking,” he continues, “don’t let it pull the breaks. Let yourself go for once. Deal?”
His voice is so soft and without a hint of pressure that I hear myself say, “Deal.”
He rises from the table. “Then lose the towel, wild thing. Bare yourself and come with me.”
I halt for a moment, wondering if he might have some psycho plans for me. He notices.
“You are too afraid to let go, Kat. Like it will diminish you in some way—”
“Stop talking,” I whisper, drop the towel, and take a step toward him.
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I leadKat to the master bedroom and the giant red bean bag, in stark contrast with the beige-white interior. I’ve always hated this thing, but the color seems appropriate now, and I can’t think of a more handy thing for what I’m planning.
“It’s called a love sack,” I say. “I like both words. And I’d love the sight of you on it.”
Kat stands in front of me naked, her gaze slightly hesitant though she tries to project confidence by arching her brow.
I go around her slowly, place my hands on her waist, and kiss her shoulder. “I want you to bend over its back part, knees on the seat.”
She’s beautiful, her hair full of heavy and messy curls—Kat unwound. I think that’s my favorite look on her.
I give her a gentle nudge, and she kneels on the seat and leans with her forearms on its back.
She turns to look at me, her dark eyes glistening in the lamplight, the view so perfect I want this picture—her leaning on the bean bag, her ass sticking out at me as she’s finally submitting to me.
The view is enough to make my dick harden under my towel, and I drop it. Kat’s eyes drop to check me out, and I slowly stroke myself. The knowledge that she finally trusts me and is willing to do what I ask burns me with anticipation.
I walk toward the nightstand and retrieve some silk lace from the drawer. My yacht is full of sex toys that I’ve never used and won’t. They’ve made rounds during the hard parties a long time ago. But the lace has never been used.
“Hands together behind you,” I say and wrap the silk around Kat’s wrists, tying her hands. “Up and over,” I instruct her, and she obeys. “More,” I say and cup her pussy from behind, nudging her, smiling at the feel of her slickness against my palm—my kitten is already wet.
I nudge her until she’s hanging over the bean bag, knees off the seat, her head the perfect distance from the floor.
“Perfect,” I say, giving her ass cheeks a stroke, her skin breaking out in goosebumps right away.
“Are we doing some crazy S&M thing?” she asks timidly.
“Not at all.” I walk around the bean bag to stand in front of her, her face level with my cock. “We are just doing things my way, kitten.”
I lower myself to my knees and push her unruly hair out of her face.
Her eyes are blazing. There’s doubt in them, then a flicker of humor as I pull her hair back and to one side, letting it hang loose. There’s mistrust in them, too, as I kiss her softly on the lips, giving her just enough tongue to tease her.
“I’m not as crazy as you think,” I say, rising to my feet, and take my hard cock in my hand. “I just want to order you around, kitten. And I want you to enjoy it.”
I stroke myself leisurely. Kat’s gaze flickers between my erection and my eyes, then back to my cock. The sight of her restrained and willing to go with whatever I choose is exhilarating. I can’t spend another minute without being inside her, and oh, there are a few options tonight.
I hold my dick in my hand as I step close to her. “Lick,” I order softly.
She takes an exquisite taste of me, running her tongue from where my fist holds my cock up to the tip. When she’s not in a hurry, she’s delicious in the way she works and takes me in. I don’t want a simple BJ. Now that I know what she’s like, I want her to make love to my cock like she did that one time at my crib. Her full lips glide deliciously along my shaft, then the tip, licking off pre-cum, then back down. I cup my balls and push them toward her. She licks, and licks, sucking on the sensitive loose skin right under the shaft, making me growl.
“Just like that, kitten. Perfect,” I encourage her, manipulating my cock and giving her the parts I want her to work on.
