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The way she licks her fucking lips before standing and walking over to me has my cock stirring. Opening my legs, she stands between them and gazes down at me. I don't say anything as I lift her shirt past the bandages and pull off the one over her stab wound, so I can examine it.
“Does it still hurt?” I ask.
“Oakley, what does this have to do with me getting the files? You're changing the subject,” her gaze turns into a glare, and I raise my brow.
“My concern for your wound is not me changing the subject, Kitty Cat. I'm considering your suggestion and trying to determine if it will be too dangerous for you.” I cover the wound and pull off the other bandage. The carving is scabbed over, and I lightly trace the second part of it with my finger. I probably shouldn't, but we will disinfect it when we clean it and change the bandage, “You keep forgetting who you belong to, Kitty Cat.”
I hear her intake of breath at my words, and when I look up at her, she stares back at me with eyes full of want. When I reach the end of the wordproperty, I keep going, dipping my hand into her shorts. I never take my eyes off hers as I slide my hand further down until I feel the wetness that pools between her thighs.
“Why so wet, Kitty Cat?”
“Oakley...” she moans.
“Tell me...”
“Mm...” her hips thrust against my hand as I rub my middle finger back and forth between her slippery folds.
Her whimper when I pull my hand away makes me grin, and I yank down her shorts, “Sit your ass on the edge of my desk, Kitty Cat.”
She doesn't move but just stares at me.
“Now...” I say in a stern voice that has no room for argument.
Lifting herself up to sit on the edge, I scoot my chair in, and she automatically places each foot on an arm of the chair, so she's spread open for me to feast my eyes on her gorgeous cunt.
“Jett, Fynn...”
There is no need to tell them what I want them to do. They just do it, going to the other side of the desk and clearing items away before pulling Kitty Cat down to lie on her back. They hold her down as I begin kissing up her thighs.
“You are being rewarded, Kitty Cat, just like you wanted, but I want you to tell us if it gets to be too much or if we are hurting your wounds in any way.”
“Yes, Oakley...” she says breathlessly.
“This is a reward, but you should know that we are going to use your dirty little mouth pretty well,” I inform her, so she has no expectations of this being all about her because it's not.
“I understand...”
“Good girl.”
I know we shouldn't, but it's been too long, and I need to touch her... to taste her. I'm sure the others feel the same way, even if Fynn got his rocks off already. Catalina is our stress inducer; more importantly, she's our stress reliever. There's so much to do if we are to keep her safe, but we need this, and deep down, Kitty Cat does too.
