Page 66 of De Luca: The Saint

“Yes,” she whimpers, making my cock hard as stone.

Taking her hand, I pull her over to her small kitchen table. Pushing her over it, I hike her skirt up over her plump ass.

“Naughty girl,” I say right before I rip her panties from her beautiful ass and spank her three times. I wonder if she’ll use a safe word between each hit, but I don’t ask because I need to learn to trust her.

“Why did you defy my instructions?”

Again, she whimpers, “I thought you’d take me to the dungeon to punish me.”

“No, Kitty Kat. That’s for good girls who follow directions.”

I thrust two fingers inside her tight cunt, causing her to cry out deliciously. I fuck her hard with my digits. I know she’s seconds from making a mess, so I pull them out suddenly and lick them clean.

“In the future, if I tell you not to wear panties, I suggest you do as I say.”

I help her stand, Kat’s face is flushed and fucking beautiful.

“Yes, Sir,” she says, but I can tell she’s pissed she didn’t get her way, not to mention needy.

I brought her close but didn’t let her come. “If you can behave yourself, I’ll let you come later.”

While I know she’s irritated, she smiles sweetly, “Thank you, Sir.”

This woman drives me insane, the need to sink into her sweet pussy is strong, but I told my brother we’d be there. And his announcement. Fuck me.

“We need to go. Are you ready?”

“Yes.”

I open the door, and she follows me, punching in her code as we leave. Placing my arm around her, I pull her close as we walk to the car. When she sees Ryan, she says, “Not driving tonight?”

“Not tonight, Kitty Kat,” I say as I lean down and kiss her head. Opening the door, I let her slide in before I get in beside her.

I place my arm around her shoulder and keep her close to me, “You look stunning, Angel. Fucking gorgeous.”

She lays her head on my shoulder and asks, “Aren’t you mad at me?”

“What?”

“Aren’t you mad at me?” She repeats.

“Why would I be?”

Lifting her head, she glances at me like I’ve forgotten something, “I didn’t do what you said to.”

I brush her hair out of her face, “You will be punished. I gave you a clear order and you disobeyed it. Kitty Kat, treating you like shit will never be a punishment I give you.”

I kiss her cheek and add, “No, I’m not mad at you, baby.”

She crawls onto my lap and nuzzles her face in my neck.

I wrap my arms around her, “You should have a seatbelt on.”

Kissing my neck, she sighs, “You’ll protect me, won’t you?”

“Yes, Kitty Kat, I’d give my life for you.”

We both know it’s the truth because when we were faced with that choice, I easily chose her. I always will. It’s how I know that I’m completely in love with her. There are few people I’d willingly lay down my life for. Her, my brothers, and my sister, nobody else. When I was forced to do what I consider worse than taking a life, I thought I might die. The pain was unreal. For a while, I truly believed ending my life was the only way out. That night she came to me and made me see things differently. I wasn’t ready then to give her everything because I was fucked up beyond belief, but I am now. I will never stand there and watch her walk out of my life. Never again.

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