Chapter 14: Katie
I was surprised that we hadn’t found his friends in the middle of a sex pile when we went back in to say our farewells. As luck would have it they were all on their way out and it was only minutes later that Grant took my hand to walk me home.
I unlocked the door as he waited on the bottom step and then I turned and motioned in him. He gave me a quizzical look. “I wasn’t sure you’d want me to come inside. I thought maybe you had second thoughts like you did at that zip line.”
I realized he’d misread my request to be walked home. In truth, I couldn’t get the thought of him out of my mind. The way he’d been so in control of his lover and her pleasure was more than I’d ever had with the vanilla sex I’d grown used to with my old boyfriend. I wanted a partner who was about pleasing me as much as themselves, and I’d always imagined an older man, one with experience, could get the job done.
I took a deep breath and stepped closer. “Guess I should have been more direct. I’m ready to jump. I’ve always felt terrible that I backed out on you that day.” I stepped inside and led him past my office to the living room with the ugly rug.
“You’re more than making up for it now.” He pulled me to a halt and kissed me, his hands capturing my face and his body pressing closer.
I caught my breath and pulled away. “Are you sure you want this?”
“I’m certain that I want you. Are you?” He pressed his knee between my legs and I ground against him, feeling the thickness of his erection. I raised my hand and gripped it through his pants, as he sucked a breath through his teeth and bent forward to kiss my neck. “Tell me, Katherine.”
“Yes, I’m sure. I’ve wanted you since I saw you on the veranda. I want you to take me like that.” Gooseflesh prickled down my neck as he breathed near my ear and walked me backward to my leather couch where we sat facing each other.
“You imagined it was you, didn’t you? You saw me in your mind after and you found your release.” I nodded quickly in response and he captured my mouth, his hand slipping beneath the silk of my dress and across my bare cleft.
“You naughty girl, you aren’t wearing any panties tonight.” I’d come prepared for anything, but mostly my dress wasn’t designed for panty lines. His eyes flashed and he lowered himself in front of me, kneeling as his hand gripped my thighs and parted them. “Show me what you did that night, how you touched it thinking about me.”
I slipped my hand downward and rubbed my swollen bud, the silky flesh glistened as he placed his hand over mine, and I shuddered as the pleasure rolled through me.
“You’re beautiful. I love that you did that thinking of me. Can I taste you, Katherine?” I nodded and moaned as his mouth closed on my mound and his tongue flicked at my sex, tickling until waves of pleasure beckoned my release.
I edged it until he lapped at me and inserted his fingers into my channel, it had been so long since anyone had penetrated me that deep and I came on contact, the moan strangling from my throat uncontrollably.
“That’s right.” A soft growl escaped him then he pulled out his fingers and pushed them into my mouth as he stood. I wrapped my lips tight around them and sucked my taste from them. “Take it out, Katherine. Show me that you want this.” He needed me to be the one to take this next step and I didn’t hesitate as I unzipped his pants and sprang his proud erection.
I met his eyes. “I do want this.” His broad tip was already weeping a pearly tear and I leaned forward, flicking my tongue to capture it letting his taste spread across my tongue and down my throat. His eyes flashed and I stroked his soft flesh and closed my mouth around him.
He growled out my name and then his hand stroked my cheek. “Look at me, Katherine.” I met his eyes on command and we gazed intently as I worked his length, gripping and stroking, tightening my lips at his base, and suckling until another bead of his nectar hit my tongue.
His hand reached down and rubbed my tight bud but then he pulled me to my feet and spun me around. His hands found the zipper of my dress and slid it down. “Step out of it.” He backed away and stared as I lost my dress and he dropped his pants to the floor and kicked them away. I wasn’t the only one who’d gone commando, and he undid his cuffs as I reached for my shoes.
“Leave them.” He worked the buttons on his shirt and slipped out of it, as I stood there naked in nothing but my heels.
“Would you like to go upstairs?” I’d dreamed of having him in my bed and remembered pleasuring myself at the thought that first night.
He ripped his tiny foil packet with his teeth and shook his head. “I can’t wait that long.” He sat on the couch and pulled me down into his lap, my ass landing just beside his sheathed erection. He cupped my ass and lifted me up, his bulbous head so close to my entrance, and then I inched my way down, surprised by the thick flesh spreading me to my limits and filling me up. I took it slow and settled around him before I began working my hips, riding him slow and steady, my breasts bouncing as he cupped and caressed them. My need grew more intense as he captured my nipple with his mouth, then grazed his teeth across the tender flesh.
With his urging, I sped my pace and cried out and he bounced me on his cock, lifting my ass, gripping the flesh and grinding me. “You feel so fucking amazing on me, Katherine. I’ve wanted you so bad regardless of any rules.” He lifted me up and spun us around until my back found the couch. His cock never left me and he pounded steady, tilting upward to gain purchase, and I cried out as he worked my most sensitive spot and then I shuddered beneath him as another orgasm rolled forth.
“That’s it, my sweet girl, come for me. Soak it good.” He whispered in my ear and each word tickled my core as the release pulsed through me, like waves crashing against my shores, rolling and rippling. One atop the other.
“I’m going to come again.” I cried out hoping he wasn’t going to end this before I was ready and he chuckled as I gripped my heels against his ass.
“I’m not going anywhere. When I come, I want to be deep inside that beautiful body of yours.” His words pushed me over again and my walls shuddered as I milked his cock, gripping his sex with mine until his own release poured. His mouth crushed down on mine and I held onto him tight until we both stilled.
He sat up and pulled me across his lap and kissed me. “You’re amazing.”
“Likewise.”
“Round two upstairs?” His breath was warm against my shoulder and I caught a chill. The warmth of my bed was as inviting as the idea of him inside me. I stood and held out my hand to lead him up and we made love until we were both spent and I fell asleep in his arms.
I woke the same way the next morning, as he stroked my hair.
He kissed my shoulder and I rolled over, grinding myself against him. “I’ve got to go, Katherine. I can’t believe I let myself stay all night. I guess I’ll have to add that to my list of broken rules.”
“Guess I’m a bad influence.” I stroked his chest until he rolled away to the edge of the bed.
“It’s my own fault. I never let myself stay all night after a party.” And just like that the reality of our actions hit me. He was a sex addict and I was his latest fix. Despite the nature of our relationship, this wasn’t going to be a long love affair. For a moment, I’d fooled myself when I should have known better. To him I was nothing more than a guest from his party; his usual Friday night, routine hookup. And without much more ado, he gathered his clothes and left.