Page 18 of Consultation with Dad's Best Friend
But he’s only teasing me. His hands travel up to cup both my breasts. “Your are so soft, Kitty.”
I can’t take it anymore. “Please, Mike!”
“Please, what?”
“Please fuck me! I want to be yours! I promise I’ll be a good girl from now on.”
He sucks in a breath and pauses for a moment. “I want to make it clear, though, little girl. Once you’re mine, you’ll forever be mine, understand?”
“Yes, I’ll be yours forever.”
“And that means you’ll only go to bed with me. You’ll never let another man touch you. Get it?”
“Yes, Mike. I know. I don’t want another man!”
I hear a low grunt first and then the sound of his zipper. Thank God. I wait breathlessly.
I feel the tip of his warm, hard cock sliding along my slit, and I almost faint at the arousal. It reaches my entrance, and then it glides away. I grind my teeth. He’s still teasing me. Damn.
I don’t know how long this agony lasts. I only know I’ve gotten a river between my legs, and my panties are all soaked.
I almost pass out with desire when a pair of arms suddenly lift me from the couch and carry me upstairs.
Mike deposits me onto his California king bed.
I watch him fling his shirt onto the floor and yanks down his pants. When I see his naked, erect shaft again, I writhe and moan and nearly come from gawking. When he opens the nightstand drawer to retrieve a condom, I pout with impatience.
“Hurry, please,” I say, shimmying out of my thong.
He shakes his head while rolling down the rubber with a deft hand. “So eager, Kitty!”
Oops.I close my thighs to contain my lust.
He smirks as he gets hold of my hips and spreads me open. “Too late to pretend now.”
Damn.I let his eyes feast on my exposed center. The river of my desire continues to flow madly under his lustful gaze.
“I’m going to claim you now,” he says in a husky, low voice as he strokes his long, thick cock. “Are you ready?”
“Yes.” I nod quickly.
He wastes no time. Holding his shaft in one hand and raising my hip with another, he thrusts into me.
I sigh at the new, delicious sensation as my aching center stretches to embrace his powerful male organ. All the longings I’ve had for him are quenched, although only momentarily. As soon as he draws out, I want more.
I squirm, moan, and beg. “More, please, and deeper!”
His eyes turned stormy. “You got it, baby!”
He pulls out to the tip, and then grabbing my hip tight, he plunges into me.
“Ahh!” I cry not so much because of the pain but because of the thrill of having him deep inside me, all the way to the end.
“Fuck. You’re so tight, baby!” he closes his eyes as if to savor the sensation.
“Don’t stop!” I raise my hips, pushing against him. There’s no room for modesty now.
He chuckles and shakes his head. “You’ll be the death of me, Princess!”
