Katherine

Katherine stared out the window, watching her dad get into his car and speed off.

“Kitty.” James came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. “He just needs some time. It will be all right,” he whispered into her ear.

“Be all right? How can you say that?” She turned in his arms, her gaze trained on his chest. “Maybe I should go.”

“What? No” He cupped her face and made her look at him. “You are not going anywhere. He needs to understand that and you need to understand that. You are mine, I love you and I’m never letting you go.”

“But James—”

“You want to be with me?” He looked into her eyes.

Katherine sighed. “You know I do.”

“Then there’s nothing to discuss,” he said firmly.

“But what about your friendship?”

“Sweetie, we knew it wasn’t going to be easy. Let him have some time to digest. He didn’t mean those things he said.”

“Oh, he meant them,” she said with tears in her eyes.

“No, he was just angry, and he’s probably regretting it already. He’s going to apologize to you, I promise.”

Fat chance, Katherine thought to herself. This was a total disaster. “Maybe I shouldn’t go with you tonight,” she said. “You know, maybe not rub it in his face so much.”

“You’re coming, he can stay away if he wants to, but we’re not going to baby him. He’ll see this is real and he’ll come around.”

She wasn’t so sure, but there was no way she was giving up James. Wrapping her arms around him and resting her head against his chest, she whispered, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” he said, kissing the top of her head and hugging her closer.

For a while they just stood there, holding each other. Then something her dad said popped into her mind.

She wiped her tears away and looked up at him. “James?”

“Yes baby?” He swiped his thumb over the apple of her cheek.

“Were you…were you an actual boy scout?”

He blinked at her question, then tried to suppress his smile, “Well yes, and I was a really good one too,” he said and pushed his glasses up his nose with one finger.

Her breath hitched as a surge of heat coursed through her. God, this man had an effect on her.

He raised an eyebrow as if questioning where she was going with this, and she couldn’t resist. She just had to know. “Did you have one of those uniforms with a scarf?”

“A neckerchief? Of course,” he said.

“And knee socks?” She bit her lip.

“Yes.”

“And did you have badges?”

“I did, quite a few actually,” he said proudly.

“Oh my God,” she breathed. It was too much.

A wolfish grin appeared on his face and his hand found its way into her panties. Her breath hitched as his fingers slid through her wet folds, making her knees weak.

“You’re…you’re kind of a nerd,” she stuttered, failing to maintain her composure.

“I am,” he said, his fingers circling her sensitive bud.

“It really turns me on,” she half moaned.

“Yeah, I’m getting that,” he said against her lips before crashing his mouth to hers in a kiss. Impatient, heated, hungry, breaking only for him to pull the shirt over her head.

His hands roamed over her body. His touch sending sparks of arousal coursing through her.

Wanting him closer, needing him closer, she ripped his shirt open. Buttons went flying and scattering around them as their mouths devoured each other. Her hands traced down his muscular chest to the front of his pants, opening them as fast as she could.

He growled into her mouth as she wrapped her hand around his engorged erection, and began sliding her fingers along his length.

“Fuck baby, you’re going to make me come before I get inside you,” he grunted.

“I need you, James,” she moaned.

James let out a growling sound, grabbed the sides of her panties and tore them off her.

“Oh God yes,” she cried out as he lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him as he pushed her back against the wall.

Sliding his hard cock against her wet pussy, he found her entrance, and slammed inside. Roaring as his shaft penetrated her tight channel.

Covering her mouth with his, he muffled her cries, and began moving. Setting a slow pace at first, but quickly picking up speed.

Katherine held onto his shoulders as he slammed into her, again and again, pushing her closer and closer to the edge, until pleasure ripped through her and she came, screaming his name.

Barely down from her high, he sat her down, spun her around. She braced her arms against the wall, as he grabbed her hips and pushed into her again from behind.

He pounded into her again and again as his fingers teased her clit. “Again, Kitty,” he growled into her ear, sending her over the edge again. The orgasm rippled through her, her whole body trembled, her pussy squeezed his cock, and he followed her over the edge, roaring as he poured himself into her.

Spent, she collapsed into his arms and he carried her upstairs and into the bathroom, where he stripped off the rest of his clothes and joined her in the shower.

Things quickly turned heated from there and it wasn’t long before he took her again, this time slow and sweet.