Chapter 16: Katie
As my lips crushed against his, I knew there wasn’t any way I was going to let him leave without having another taste of him. He’d passed my test and now I wanted to give him a nice reward. I wasn’t sure it was good for his therapy, and maybe as his therapist I should reconsider, but I had my own selfish motives aching deep at my core, burning with a craving so desperate that it wouldn’t be ignored.
“Are you sure you have time for this? I know you’re working.” Grant’s hands betrayed his concern and soon my blouse went over my head and then he tossed it to the floor. He rose up on his knees, straddling me and I tugged the waist of his pants to let him know I wanted them gone. His shirt went next, and I didn’t miss a moment of his strong arms peeling it up and away from his tight abs and broad, muscular shoulders.
“Yes. I think I can fit you in Mr. Roberts.” I leaned forward and licked his bottom lip and he captured my mouth as his hands closed on my wrists to pull me forward. I sat up and worked the buttons on his pants and tugged his zipper down.
“You keep calling me Mr. Roberts and you’re going to give me a complex.” His voice vibrated against my collarbone and then he nuzzled against my ear spreading chills tingling throughout my body as I tugged his pants down around his ass.
“Well, it is your name. Don’t tell me that you still have hang ups about my age.” I gripped his erection close to the base. It was warm and heavy in my palm and I stroked him to the tip and then pulled him into my mouth. His breath hitched and then his fingers worked through my hair, pulling it free from the clips which made a clanking noise as they hit the floor.
“I’ve no issues with your age, Katie. And you can call me anything you want. Be creative.”
A soft smile played around my lips as I tried not to giggle. I’d test his theories and see if it really made no matter, but first, I wanted to keep my mouth working him. I gazed up into his eyes and sucked hard, gripping his base to milk a tiny taste of salt which hit my tongue, coating the spot. As I pulled away and caught my breath he stepped back off the bed and then took hold of it. His gaze slid across my body and I worked my way to the edge of the bed hoping to resume, but he dropped to his knees and before I could get situated he’d already ducked down between my thighs.
“I want to taste you now, greedy girl. You can’t have all the fun.” His arm went around my ass, tugging me closer, and then he palmed my breast, rubbing soft circles around my nipple with his thumb.
“It’s fun and I love the feel of you in my mouth; your taste.” I moaned and my head fell back as I inched my hips forward and lay against the bed.
“You’re delicious.” His breath was warm against my mound as he spoke, but then his tongue tended my bud as his fingers slipped deep into my channel. He spread the nectar he’d gathered around and tasted it as if to prove his point. He moaned out a sound of pleasure and met my eyes.
The aching need burned deep in me as his fingers continued to work, their pressure building my release. It ripped through me like a dam had broken and my walls quaked milking his fingers. He pumped his hand faster causing me to moan until a squeal of pleasure strained from my lips.
“I love it when you make that sound for me. You know what it makes me want to do?” His brow rose as if he was waiting for my response.
I rose up and leaned close to his ear. “No, Mr. Roberts, would you show me?”
He chuckled. “You know hearing you say that name does things to me. It makes me feel like a dirty old man.”
“You are a dirty old man.” I giggled against his lips as he kissed me.
“Yeah? Well why don’t you come over here and sit in my lap? Let me pat your ass.” He pulled back and then before I knew what was happening he plopped down beside me and pulled me into his lap.
“Mm, Please, Daddy.” I did my best to purr the words seductively and he belted a laugh as he swatted my ass. I jumped and rubbed the tender spot and then leaned over to the nightstand to get protection.
As he sheathed himself, he met my eyes. “Are you trying to shock me?” I shifted my hips as my ass nudged against his broad shaft and then I snaked my hand down to stroke him and center him against my entrance. “You said I could call you anything I wanted.”
He pressed his chest tight against my back and kissed my shoulder. “And that’s what you wanted?” He held me firm around my waist with one arm as I lowered myself accommodating every inch of his thick erection. “Does it turn you on?” he whispered against my ear.
I let my head fall back as I rode him gently, allowing my body to accept his considerable girth. “I’m just teasing you, but it’s not like I’ve ever called another man that in my life.” He took my chin between his fingers and turned my head over my shoulder to meet his mouth. His arm came around me and he stood, lifting me up against him as he spun us around to deposit me onto the bed.
As my knees hit the bed he pulled out of me and stepped back as I rolled over to face him. “Oh, you want to tease me, huh? So you do think it’s shocking.” He crawled up over me and lowered himself to my sex to plant a kiss against my mound. Then he sat up on his knees, stroking as he nudged his way between my thighs. His thick head pressed against my entrance, taunting me and urging me to slide down to it. I wanted it inside me, buried deep in my core and massaging my most erotic spot. He shook his head and pulled away from me and I groaned at his absence. “Now it’s my turn tease you, baby girl.”
I giggled at his use of the endearment and inched closer to rub myself against his thick head.
“Not so fast. Ask me nicely.” The set of his brow told me he was enjoying teasing me as much as I’d enjoyed teasing him with the taboo name.
The ache was building between my legs and I had the urge to rub my knees tight together, but with him wedged between them, all I could do was sit and let the need consume me. “Please.”
He inched a little closer, his cock pressing hard against me but before I could quench my ache, he stopped and pulled back. Panic shot through me and then a wave of disappointment. “No, please.” I giggled and he belted a laugh.
“Please what?” He taunted me with a sly grin as he rubbed his shaft against my lips to stroke it.
“Please, Mr. Roberts?” I was growing desperate but he held me still as I started to wiggle against him, hoping to get him inside me.
“No, no. That’s not what you want to call me. You can tease me all you want, Katie, but I think you misunderstand. I like being dirty and role play can be fun.” His eyes flashed and then he reached down and stroked his head against me, spreading my juices across my clit. I ground against him and the pleasure there was so intense that I hoped he’d never stop.
But he did, his eyes fixed on mine. “Say it, Katie.”
My face burned with blush as I closed my eyes. “Please, Daddy.” The request was but a whisper and he cleared his throat and inched inside me, stopping as soon as the rim of his thick head snapped inside my tight channel.
He worked it back and forth a bit, letting the rim work me. “Say it louder, Katie. Show me how much you need your Daddy.”
I giggled but he pulled away. “Please, Daddy.” I spoke it louder than before but he’d turned my attempt to tease him against me and I loved every minute of it.
“I think you can do better than that. Scream it for your daddy.” He nudged closer and my ache was so strong that I gripped him with my knees as my thighs bucked upward to get him deeper. “Say it!” His hand slapped against my ass sending a delicious lick of pleasure through me.
“Please, Daddy. Please!” His mouth crushed down on mine as the full length of him thrusted inside of me. He pounded and worked me in a nice, steady rhythm gripping my ankles and taking them over his shoulders. He pulled me closer to the edge of the bed, which was creaking and squeaking so loud that I wondered if it might break. I didn’t care. We could shred the room to splinters and I’d be fine as long as he stayed inside me.
He gave a wicked laugh. “Daddy’s going to fill you good.” My release came, splitting me apart and leaving me in a wet spot, but he kept pounding harder, working me deeper until his cock pulsed and his thick release poured.
I didn’t think I’d ever get enough of him and before he could pull away, I dug in my heels and met his eyes. “More, Daddy.” My voice was so sweet and small and batted my lashes at him until he sighed.
“It seems I’ve got another girl I can’t say no to.”