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As he rounded the bathroom corner in boxer shorts only, he spotted Kate sitting on his bedroom floor with a box in front of her. She wore a blue silky nightgown, and her locks of hair shone just like her gown. She was utterly beautiful, and he stood there to take her in for a moment.
After spending another day with Kate and her siblings, he noticed that Kate had been a bit quiet, even more than usual. The goodbyes at the airport between the siblings had been very emotional and now they sat on a plane to New Jersey, she was alone with her sisters again.
He crossed the room and sat behind Kate as he spread his legs in front of him and placed them so he caged her legs in his.
“What you got there, cupcake?”
“Mom told Calum to bring us all a memory box.” Kate sniffed, and he suddenly realized she was crying.
He placed his chin on top of her shoulder so he could peer into the decorated box. It had sequins on top and a light threaded purple bow across the middle. It seemed like a school project that Kate could’ve made when she was younger.
Inside the box, he saw the photos he’d already seen last April. The Walsh family sat on a swing in their backyard as they were photographed together. Underneath the pictures, there were letters, little finger puppets, and even some ancient-looking jewelry.
“You must really miss them,” he whispered and his heart constricted when he, for only a moment, let the fear of Kate leaving him for her family come over him. He knew he wouldn’t let her go without a fight.
“Yeah, I do. But you know… I’m okay.” She chuckled on a sob.
“Wh—” he started, but she uncharacteristically interrupted him.
“I must sound like a lunatic. But you know what? I know now that I’m okay. Don’t get me wrong, I still miss my parents, my brothers too, but when we were together these past few days, I was also reminded of sort of feeling like an outcast. They don’t do it on purpose, you know. It’s probably all me and all in my head. But I think that being with you makes me the happiest I’ve been in a very long time. So, thank you.”
He kissed her cheek and traced his finger from her outer thigh to her inner thigh. Once he was there, he trailed it up and slipped it under her silky nightgown. Kate placed the box next to them and shoved it a bit out of reach.
She settled her upper body back against him, and he wasted no time in grabbing her full, heavy breast, letting her erect nipple roll between his fingers through the silk. Her hard peaks strained her nightgown, and he brought his other hand over to her other breast.
Fully relaxed and compliant, a big sigh escaped her lips. He loved the fact that she was so trusting of him, he could practically do anything he pleased to her.
“Spread your legs, cupcake. Lay them over mine and open up that beautiful pussy. Take your fingers and spread those lips. Touch yourself for me. Play with that tight, wet pussy.” She did as he asked with respect to her legs, but when she reached for her shaven lips with trembling hands, she hesitated for a moment.
“Cupcake…,” he warned.
She glanced over her shoulder, and the desire was definitely there. Her glazed eyes and flushed cheeks told him enough. She was aroused, but not confident if she could do this for him.
He took her hand in his and guided it up from her lower thigh to the place where he felt the heat radiating from her. She was on fire. She leaned her head back against his shoulder and gave in to him—to the pleasure he was about to give her.
“That’s right. Let’s see if I can make you feel good.” He rested his chin on her shoulder to have a good look at his handiwork.
He swept her hand between her legs and spread her pink pussy lips for her. Their fingers were now coated in her arousal, as she was dripping with need. He guided her hand down to her ass, and she bucked at the sensation. Shifting, he propped his back against the foot of the bed, pulling her with him to settle in this new position. This allowed them better access, and he took advantage by pushing her hand against her core.
“Now, stick your middle and index finger into your pussy. Go real deep for me. That’s it. Fuck yourself.”
“Oooh….” She shuddered, and he didn’t know if the sensation came from her fingers or his words.
“Mmm, that’s right. Do it harder. I want to hear your pussy gushing with lust for me. Fuck, you’re so hot. So fuckin’ hot.”
He kept his hand over hers as her fingers thrust in and out of her pussy. He placed his other hand into her wetness and fingered her clit. The little nub was swollen and needy and pulsed underneath his fingers. She bucked against him when he pinched her clit.
“Ahh, yes. Yes. Yes. I’m, oh… I’m… aaaaaaah.”
He felt her pussy clench and release as he swiftly stuck an extra finger inside of her. She was coming so forcefully that he had to hold her upper body still with his other arm.
“Fuckin’ mine, Kate. All of you,” he declared.
“Yes! Aaaah, no…. No, I can’t. It’s too much. I….”
He kept assaulting her pussy as he continued to fuck her with his fingers. In all of her ecstasy, she’d slid her fingers out of herself, but he’d replaced them with three fingers of his own. He curled his fingers to find the exact spot he was looking for. Bingo.
“Oh… oh… yeah… Don, keep doing that… yes! Fuck me, Don. Take me.”
