Page 37 of Still His

“If anyone is bringing you pleasure, Cat…it’s me.” I blink at him, his stare intense as he watches me for a reaction. I nod and he lifts his body a fraction so I can move my hands. “Good kitten. From now on, your pleasure belongs to me. If I’m not the one making you cum, you don’t cum.” I suck in a breath, my body vibrating with need.

“Please,” I beg and he has a triumphant look on his face.

“Please, what?” he encourages, and I bite my lip to stop the whimper from escaping.

“Please, Master. Please make me yours,” I groan, his hips thrusting up to rub against my heat and he grunts.

“You’ve always been mine, baby. Always.” He pushes to his knees, pulling his boxers down until his cock springs free.

I involuntarily lick my lips as I stare at him with hunger. His hand grips his thick shaft as he groans out my name.

“Cat, don’t look at me like that.”

I startle, moving my eyes from the sight of him pleasuring himself.

“How am I looking at you?” I ask, my voice breathier than I think it’s ever been. I’m so close to finally having him. Finally losing my ‘virginity’ to the only man I’ve ever wanted.

“Like you want to choke on this cock like the dirty little slut you are.” I do. I so totally do. “Not happening, kitten. I need to feel you.”

I smile at him as he gets rid of the boxers before leaning over me, his hand propping him up while the other cups my cheek.

Damn, this man knows how to unnerve me.

“I love you, kitty cat. So fucking much,” he whispers, leaning down to gently kiss me, exploring my mouth with his tongue leisurely.

“I love you too, Dad. Now fuck me, Master.” I wrap my legs around his hips, digging my heels into his tight ass and he curses under his breath before reaching between us.

“You’re so wet for me, kitten. Your tail is drenched.” He nips at my bottom lip as his fingers trail through my slit, running back up to circle my clit until I’m a quivering mess beneath him.

Once he’s convinced I’m wet enough, he moves his hand away, replacing it with the tip of his cock and I moan into his mouth.

“Please, Master,” I whisper, and he nods softly against me, never moving his lips from mine.

“Look at me, Catherine.” I open my eyes, my breathing heavy as I wait for him to move. The moment our eyes lock, I feel him at my entrance pushing into me and I gasp.

“Oh shit,” I groan as he stretches me inch by deliciously agonizing inch.

“Fuck, baby. So tight.” His eyes never leave mine, searching for the pain he’s afraid will be there, but it’s not. It’s a lot of pressure, but the discomfort is only adding to the pleasure stirring inside of me at finally having him.

We both groan when he bottoms out inside me.

“Yes.” My eyes fill with tears as he stays still letting my body adjust to his size.

“Did I hurt you? What’s wrong, baby?” His eyes are filled with concern, and I shake my head, smiling through the tears.

“No. It doesn’t hurt. I’m just so happy to finally feel you.” I swallow a cry as his mouth descends on mine as he slowly pulls out before sliding back in.

“Oh my god!” I cry into his mouth as I lift my hips to meet him, taking him as deep as I possibly can and he nibbles my jaw, slowly pulling back out again.

“That’s it. Such a tight pussy.” He thrusts back into me, hard and deep as I scream his name, digging my nails into his shoulders. “Take it, baby. Take my cock.” He pushes himself up on his knees, lifting my ass so I’m sitting on his legs before grabbing my tits tightly and thrusting back in.

When I say I had no clue about sex, I can say it with confidence because, holy fuck.

There is no way in a million years I would have thought sex would feel like this. I legit never want to use toys again.

They claim to be realistic but there is nothing even close to how he feels pushing and pulling through my core, making my body vibrate and scream with need.

“Such a beautiful little slut,” he grinds out, cursing as his hips move deeper and faster.

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