Page 36 of Still His

“Absolutely not, Cat. No.” I stick my lip out, stomping my foot and crossing my arms over my bare chest, his eyes dropping down to look at them like he can’t help himself.

“I don’t care what you say. If you refuse to use me like your good little slut, then I will hold off until you snap.”

He lifts an eyebrow at my attitude.

“Oh, brat. You’re in so much trouble. I’m going to fuck this tight little cunt like she’s my whore before I take this ass as a punishment for you pushing me,” he growls, his hand roughly cupping my core and holy fuck.

I think I just came a little at his promise.

I’ve used toys in my bottom, obviously…since I have the plugs in often. I knew it would feel good, but shit. His dick is something I’m not prepared to have enter my ass. No freaking way.

“Uh…” I swallow and he smirks.

“Are you using your safeword on anal punishment, Cat?”

Am I? No. Not really. I fully trust him to never cause damage, but it is a punishment, so it won’t be all rainbows and roses either.

“No, Master. I trust you.”

He growls with approval before biting my bottom lip, thrusting his tongue deep inside my mouth when I gasp.

“What is your safeword, baby? Show me how much of a good little whore you can be,” he growls against my neck before pulling back and grasping my chin.

Fuck.

It should not be that sexy to be called his good little whore, but I can’t deny how hot it makes me. The evidence is dripping down my legs with how badly I want it.

“Salem, Master,” I tell him and he nods, pulling away from the wall and grabbing my hand again.

“Good kitten,” he praises me as we head into his room.

It’s happening.

Holy fuck, I’m about to lose my virginity to him and I can’t freaking wait.

“I’m giving you one more chance to change your mind, Cat,” he tells me when we walk into his room.

“Do you not want me?” I ask him, feeling more than a little exposed standing here naked beside him.

I mean, he keeps holding off on being with me. Maybe he doesn’t want me as much as he seems to. Or there is a taboo element that makes him want me but he’s second guessing everything.

“Cat, look at me.” I blink the tears back as he grips my chin, lifting it until he’s looking into my eyes. “Baby, I want you more than I have ever wanted anyone in my life,” he whispers.

“Then…why do you keep giving me time to back out?” I whisper back, and he makes a strangled noise.

“Because you’ve never been with someone before. I will be your one and only, kitten, because there is no way I will ever let another man touch you.”

“I want you so badly, Master. I need you before I combust,” I whine, rubbing my slick thighs together and something inside of him snaps.

He picks me up by the waist, my legs instantly wrapping around him, so the tail is rubbing against his legs.

“Then you’re getting me, kitten. Nothing is going to stop me from having you tonight.” He kisses me hard, walking me towards the bed as he palms my ass. “God, this ass is fucking incredible,” he grinds out, pushing my soaked core against his erection and I moan.

“Please, Dad. I need to feel you,” I beg, and he tosses me onto the bed.

“Fuck, Cat. I wanted to take my time tonight.” He works on pulling his clothes off until he’s standing in front of me in just his boxers, his length tenting impressively.

“I can’t wait anymore,” I moan, running my hands down my breasts before plucking my nipples, my hips lifting. A primal growl roars out of him and he’s on me in a flash, pinning my hands between us.

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