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“Let me.” The plea came out in a low, rough whisper, and she allowed me to open her legs. I stroked the incredibly smooth, soft skin of her thighs, all the way up to the puff of golden hair, the tight seam of her pussy lips, and that darker, sexy frill that pouted out of it seductively, like an exotic orchid.
She let out a shaky moan as I put my mouth to her. Sliding the tip of my tongue all around the slick folds of her labia, then more, deeper, holding her legs wider, spreading her pussy open with my fingers. I lavished it with long, hungry strokes of my tongue, lapping up her delicate salt-sweet scent, her slick texture, her sweet little clit. So tight, pink, the pearly bud of exquisite sensation, too sensitive to touch directly. I had to flirt with it, seduce it, approach it sidewise, indirectly. Swirling with my tongue, sliding my finger deeper to catch the sensitive inside spots while I lapped her up…almost there…and she clutched my head, pressing me closer. Quivering and writhing and gasping in pleasure, as her first orgasm pulsed strongly against my face.
I lingered there, nuzzling her thigh. Desperate for more. That would be my natural state from now on. I’d just gotten her off, and I already craved her next climax.
I kissed the tops of her thighs, and got to my feet. My cock jutted out, prodding her as I took her hands, kissed then, draped them over my shoulders. Then I scooped her knees up onto my elbows.
Kat reached down between us and grabbed my cock, caressing herself with it, before guiding it right where I needed to be…slowly pushing my whole length into her hot, snug hole. That suckling kiss, my bare skin in scalding contact with her honeyed heat. That tight caress, the lick of her slippery lube, the pulsing thrust and glide…so good, it was killing me, scaring me. Changing me.
I waited, teeth clenched, through two more orgasms, and then I slid out, pulling her to her feet. She grabbed me to steady herself.
“Let’s finish in the bed,” I said.
“Ah…whatever.” Her voice was breathless, soft. Not her usual brisk tone.
I liked it. Making Kat Banner breathless and dizzy, that was a life goal worthy of the name.
I scooped her up into my arms, and it was a stark testimony to how wiped-out she was that she just laughed at me under her breath. “Macho dude,” she whispered.
“Oh, yeah.” I deposited her on the bed, and she reached out for me, pulling me into her arms as I positioned myself. She arched and sighed as she took my cock inside herself. It felt so sweet, so hot. Caressed by her perfect body. My cock was anointed with sweet balm, hot and gleaming. Her pussy stroking me, clutching me, milking me. The lazy pump and glide, in and out. Slow, deliberate fucking. No hurry, not for a long time. Clutching, kissing, twining…we could do this for hours. Forever. No hurry.
Until suddenly, there was. The urgency grew on its own, with no help from us, and then we were bucking and heaving together, clutching, yelling, desperate. My hips drove against her. She sank her nails into my ass, demanding more. The bed shuddered, the mattress squeaked, and she convulsed beneath me, yielding to yet another deep, shivering climax, and pulling me right after her.
I was flung and tossed by it. A raging, explosive storm of emotion, sensation.
It was her stroking hand against my shoulders and hair that brought me back. I rolled off her, struggling with the bedcovers until I got Kat beneath them, and then crawled in to join her. Our damp bodies twined. I shimmered with the afterglow.
We cuddled in bed, fingers wound together. Feeling each other breathe. Night deepened, and the only light was the dim glow from the lantern I had left outside.
I couldn’t stand this disconnect any longer. My feelings for her were so strong, they were uncontrollable, but we couldn’t take this to the next level without honesty. I wanted her to trust me with her secrets. I had held nothing back. It was her turn now.
“Kat,” I said. “What happened to you?’’
She shifted against me. “What do you mean?” she asked cautiously.
“What disaster put you on this path? Who are you hiding from?”
After a moment, she pulled away from me. “I told you this topic was off limits.”
“That was a whole lifetime ago,” I said, “We were different people then. The boundaries have moved. The rules have changed.”
“Who says?” she asked, sitting up. “When did that happen? No one told me.”
“Come on, Kat,” I said gently. “You know it’s true. You feel it, too.”
I shut up and waited. Letting silence, patience, and darkness do its work.
After a few minutes, she spoke, her voice halting. “I don’t know how to talk about it. I never have. With anybody.”
“No hurry,” I told her. “We have plenty of time. As a matter of fact, I’ve cleared my schedule for a while, just so we can focus on our personal business.”
She turned her head toward me in the darkness, shaking with soft, whispery laughter. “We, Masters?”
“Yes,” I said resolutely. “Absolutely, we. We’re in this together.”
She huffed under her breath, and drew her knees up to her chin. “I don’t know if I can talk about it,” she said slowly. “And it’s not a matter of whether I should. It’s because I literally…can’t. It’s like grabbing a live wire. Or jumping off a cliff.”
I shifted closer to her and curled my hand around her foot, and waited. It would take as long as it took.
