Page 14 of Kissing my Grumpy Troll Boss
She giggles. “Oh, he likes that?”
I groan, pressing my eyes shut. This is unbearable torture. If she can’t touch me, if I can’t come deep inside her body—
I almost spill right then, when a tentative finger strokes up my shaft. “By the Earth Mother, kitten!”
Fuck! Her laughter is so adorable. I can’t bear to stop her. I grit my teeth and hang on.
When her finger reaches the tip of my cock, I know I’m leaking. Too late to stop her, I try to force my heart down out of my throat as I search her face.
Her smile never falters.
In fact, it grows wider. “Nothing. No pain. Should this hurt?”
My stomach does a little swoop. Never a good thing in a creature who hates heights. “Maybe? I mean no. Because the ritual, but—”
She closes her whole fist around me and I almost stumble. It’s all I can do to grip the basin tight and hang on for dear life, as she works me down, then up again. The choked sound that comes from me makes her pause.
“Not good?”
I laugh. “Good. Far, far too good. You’re playing with fire, Kat. Literally.”
“No. It’s fine.” She pumps me again, this time more confidently.
I’m getting far, far too close to the end of my control.
“This is so much more fun than any toy,” She giggles.
Oh, she’s having fun now, at my expense! How is she so fucking adorable? I can’t help but laugh, though it sounds more like a grimace.
Kat tightens her grip and strokes me in earnest and I can’t help it. A little dribble of hot liquid surges from the tip, straight over her knuckles!
I pull back, horrified.
I expect a scream. Tears. Something.
Instead, she stands triumphantly. Before I can think, she launches herself at me, dripping with cooling bathwater. There’s a sizzle as I catch her and she laughs as I stumble back. “It worked. Algi, you have to stop worrying.”
She wraps her legs around me, which brings her core so close to my cock that it can jerk and hit her inner thigh. I swallow a hundred trollish curses.
“Algi?”
“Huh?” I can hardly think with her wrapped around me like this. I thought having a kuna would feel like paradise, but this feels more like the sweetest torture.
“Take me to bed, please.”
How can I resist?
I somehow stumble through my apartment, refusing to put her down. When we find our way to the bedroom, I’m doubly glad of the sturdy custom made frame I ordered when I bought this place. We tumble to the mattress, but it doesn’t even shake when I land on my back, Kat’s tiny weight on top of me.
She grins down at me. “Are you ready?”
I swallow. “For what?”
Without words, she reaches behind her and takes my cock in her hand.
Oh that! That!
Earth Mother! Is it too late to tell her no? I’m going to embarrass myself the second I feel her sweetness around me.
