Page 34 of Keeping Katie

She slides her fingers down my chest, teasing one of my nipples before she continues down my abs. My cock jumps from her touch. When she stops over one of my fresher scars, her gaze flits down to it.

“It’s a bullet wound from a few months ago.”

Her hand stills, and she looks up at me, suddenly pale. “You got shot?”

Cupping her hip in my palm, I squeeze it, loving the soft flesh. “Aye, baby. I’ve been shot a few times.”

We lie in silence for a long beat before she takes a deep breath. “So, is this what it will be like being with you? Always worrying about you getting shot? Or killed?”

It’s a valid concern. One I hate that she’ll have, but I can’t change my life. I need her to understand and accept the risks.

“My job is dangerous, baby. Just like being a police officer or firefighter. There are things that could happen. We do everything we can to eliminate danger, which is why I take your safety so seriously. There are no guarantees in life, but I promise that while we’re here on this earth, I’ll give you the best life you could ever dream of. And if anything were to ever happen to me, you’d be taken care of.”

“Money doesn’t mean anything to me,” she says.

“I know. It’s one of the reasons I adore you so much. Despite that, though, you’ll have everything you could ever want or need.”

Her hand starts moving again, lower and lower. I’m practically sweating by the time she reaches the waistband of my underwear. I don’t know if I can resist her again. I want her more than I want my next breath.

“Katie,” I growl quietly, gritting my teeth so hard it’s painful. “You need to know that once we have sex, there’s no turning back. I won’t give you any more outs. I’ll claim you and ownyour beautiful body. You’ll be mine. Permanently. I need you to understand that.”

She lingers for only a beat before she slides her hand over my fabric-covered cock. “You’re right. There are no guarantees in life, and I don’t want to spend mine regretting not giving you and this a chance. I want you to be my boyfriend and my Daddy.”

When she squeezes my shaft, I groan. Something inside me snaps. Fuck it. She wants this, I want this, and it doesn’t matter how long we’ve known each other.

“Let’s get one thing straight, baby girl,” I say as I move to hover over her with my forearms on either side of her head. “You won’t be my girlfriend, and I won’t be your boyfriend.”

“Oh,” she whispers, her eyebrows pinched.

“What we’ll be is more than just boyfriend and girlfriend. You’ll be mine. And I’ll be yours. You won’t see other men because you’ll belong to me. I won’t see other women because I’ll belong to you. Understand what I’m saying, sweetheart?” I finish the sentence by flexing my hips so my cock presses against her core.

She whimpers and nods, her eyes glazed over. “Yes.”

“That’s my good girl,” I praise before I lower my mouth to hers, capturing her lips with mine.

Our kiss starts off gentle and slow. She opens for me when I nudge her lips with my tongue. I’ve never felt so connected with someone, mind, body, soul.

When I pull back to look at her, my world is perfect. Unable to keep up the gentleness, I kiss her again, only this time, it’s hard and demanding. She claws at me and wraps her legs around my waist like she needs me closer. The only way for me to get there is with my dick inside her, but we’re not there yet.

“Who do you belong to, Katie-baby?” I study her face, waiting to hear it. She doesn’t hesitate.

“You, Daddy. I belong to you.”

Dropping my lips to her neck, I nip at the tender skin. “And I belong to you, Little girl.”

She moans and throws her head back, giving me more access to her collarbone. I take my time, kissing, licking, and biting. When I reach the lace on her tank top, I tug it down, freeing her big tits. They bounce in front of me, teasing me with her dark, pebbled nipples, practically begging for my mouth. I latch onto one of them and suck, groaning as she moves her hand between us to stroke my erection.

It's intimate and desperate, and fuck, I think I’m in love with this woman.

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KATIE

His cock throbs against my core, and it’s teasing me as if it were my own fingers down there, knowing the exact right spot to touch.

“Holding back on you has been torture, princess.” He presses his mouth to me again, his tongue exploring, demanding, owning me. I want to give him everything. All of me. Maybe I’ve lost my mind, but I trust him not to hurt me.

I move my hips, needing to get closer. What I really want is him inside of me, stretching me around his thickness. And it’s freaking girthy. I never knew a dick could be so big.

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