Page 43 of Waiting for Him
Massaging the lush breast, Boomer kissed Kat’s bare shoulder and ground his erection against her ass. She stirred in his arms and rolled toward him, letting him replace his hand with his mouth. He teased the nipple, sucking and licking until her back arched. A moan escaped her, and his eyes lifted to see she was fully awake. And there was just enough moonlight coming through the blinds for him to see she was very much aroused.
Giving the taut nipple another swipe of his tongue, he grinned at her. “Sorry I woke you.”
She shoved her hands into his hair and tugged downward until his mouth closed around her breast again. “No, you’re not, and neither am I. Don’t stop–it feels so good.”
Legs, hips, shoulders, and arms shifted, and soon his torso was cradled between her thighs. One hand plucked her other nipple as he continued to suck on the first. Her sighs and gasps were making him harder. “Hands above your head, Kitten. Hold onto the headboard, and don’t let go. I heard Carter crash next door about ten minutes ago, so you might want to keep those sounds of yours on the low side. Although I doubt he’d mind hearing you.”
Her hips bucked against him, and he pinched her nipple, making her cry out. “Oh, oh, shit!”
Boomer swapped tits, latching his mouth onto the one he’d just pinched. He sucked the stiff peak into his mouth and shifted his body to the side so his hand could slide down to her pussy. With one finger, he circled her clit once, then twice before going lower to her engorged lips. She was ready for him, but he wasn’t ready to take her yet. He wanted to tease her until she begged him like she’d done earlier when he’d eaten her through three powerful orgasms.
He cautiously eased a finger into her hot channel, hoping she wasn’t sore. When she opened her legs wider, giving him better access, he added another finger and began to flick her clit with his thumb. One of her hands left the headboard and grasped his hair. He let her breast go with a pop. “Uh-uh, Kitten. What did I tell you? I’ve been waiting for an excuse to spank you tonight, and you just earned it.”
Kat squeaked. “W-what? Are you serious? I’m ready to come, and you want to spank me?”
“Damn straight. C’mere.” Sitting up, he grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach, ignoring her gasp and squeal. He lifted and then settled her across his lap. Her naked ass taunted him, and he caressed the pale cheeks as she squirmed. Another idea came to mind, and he reached over to the nightstand where he’d placed a new tube of lubricant earlier. He couldn’t take her virgin hole yet, but he could give her a taste of what would come.
Boomer parted her ass cheeks, and Kat instinctively reached back with her hands to cover herself. “What are you doing?”
He grabbed her wrists with one hand and held them at the small of her back. “Shh. Easy, Kitten. I won’t do anything I don’t think you’ll enjoy. Give it a chance. That’s all I’m asking. Okay?”
Her tense body relaxed a bit, and he let go of her wrists. Caressing her back, ass, and legs, he felt her melt into him even more. His thoughts strayed to what he’d been thinking of before she woke. Figuring he would never know unless he asked her, he decided to go for it. “What do you think of Carter?”
“What do you mean? He seems like a nice guy.”
“Are you attracted to him?”
Kat looked at him over her shoulder, her brows furrowed in confusion. “I think most women would say he’s good-looking.” She didn’t add, “as long as they weren’t dead,” but he was sure the words were on the tip of her wet little tongue.
“That’s not what I was asking, Kitten, and you know it.” He squeezed her ass, then slid his fingers to her wet pussy, teasing her as she wriggled in his lap. “Now that you’re no longer a virgin, if you and I weren’t together, and Carter hit on you, would you sleep with him?”
She gaped at him. “Are you mad at me? There’s nothing for you to be jealous about. I’m with you, not Carter. Just because I think another guy is good-looking doesn’t mean I want to sleep with him.”
He flicked her clit and smiled when she shifted her hips, trying to get closer and top from the bottom. Raising his other hand, he slapped her ass hard and then plunged his finger back inside her, stroking her higher, but not high enough.
“Ow! Ohhhhh, shit!”
“Like that, hmm? Put your hands under your cheek and keep them there. Pain can be very pleasurable, Kitten. I plan to show you just how much.” He slowed his teasing pace. “Now, back to my question. I’ll admit I had a moment of jealousy earlier, but I know Carter well enough that it’s not an issue. What I’m trying to find out is how you would feel if I asked him to join us . . . in here . . . right now.”
Kat tried to flip over to stare at him, but he held her firm. “You—you mean like a ménage? A threesome? Seriously?”
“Seriously. And if you say no, then it’s fine. We haven’t reviewed your limit list yet, so I figured I’d ask.”
Pushing up on her hands, she twisted her upper torso. “Can you stop so I can turn over a sec, please? So we can talk about this first. I can’t think when you’re doing that. I’m not saying no, but I’m not saying yes either.”
Pulling his finger out of her pussy, he turned her over and sat her on his lap, his rigid cock pressed against her hip. Whether her answer was yes or no, he would still give her a few orgasms before finding his own release. He’d been involved in a few first-time ménages, but this was Kat, and all of this was new to her.
Reaching over, he turned on the bedside lamp so they could see each other better. “Let me explain a few things first before you answer me. One of the things about a ménage is trust. You have to trust me to make sure the third, whether it’s Carter or someone else, doesn’t do anything you don’t like or anything that would hurt you. Everything he does will be cleared by me first, and I won’t allow anything you’re uncomfortable with. The third in a scene is there to enhance the woman’s pleasure. Imagine I have four hands instead of two, touching you and pleasing you. Maybe while my mouth is eating your pussy, his will be sucking these luscious tits of yours.”
He closed his hand around one and began to tease her. Moaning, she wiggled in his lap and thrust her chest out, inviting him to do more. “While I’m fucking your sweet cunt, he’ll be fucking your mouth. But don’t worry, he won’t come in your mouth . . . he’ll come all over your chest at the last second. Then I’ll make you come before I do. So, tell me, Kitten. Do you want to experience two men doing nothing but pleasing you, making you shatter into a million pieces over and over again?”
“Yesssss.” Her answer came out as a hiss, all but begging him to do whatever he wanted.
He stopped his sensual assault on her breast and grabbed her hair, holding her so she looked directly at him. “Say it again, Kitten. I need to know that you won’t have any reservations after we start. Is this what you want? You, me, and Carter?”
Her hand came up to cup his jaw, his stubble rough against her soft palm. “Yes, as long as you’re the one in control, then yes, I want this. I want to try new things with you, but only if you want them too.”
“I love you, Kitten. I promise this will be good. If something scares you or doesn’t feel right, use your ‘red’ safeword, okay?” Leaning down, he took possession of her mouth, tasting, teasing, and savoring before pulling away again. “Okay?”
