Page 32 of Fractured

I lift her in my arms and carry her in the direction of her outstretched hand. It’s difficult to maneuver her into the other room as I keep having to stop to kiss her. It’s as if I need them in order to breathe, like inhaling from a scuba diver’s tank before continuing on my surreal journey.

Once we reach her room, and I’m able to gently push the door open with my foot, I carry her over to the bed and place her atop the plush bedding. Turning, I notice a door.

“Is that the bathroom?”

“Oh, yes.”

“I’ll be right back.” I attempt to splash some water on my face and rinse my mouth of the aftertaste of scotch and desperation. Leaving the light on and the door cracked, I return to her. Standing over the bed, I look longingly into her big brown eyes. “Kat?”

“Yes?”

“I need to see you.”

I observe as she swallows hard and nods. I crouch down on one knee and gently place my hands on either side of her tiny shorts, wiggling them down her sexy legs. Standing again, I peer down at her. Admittedly, I have no clue how to get this tight little black number off of her.

“Snaps.”

“What?”

She parts her legs slightly and repeats, “Snaps.”

Ah, I see. I climb onto the bed, straddling her, and reach down to locate thesnaps. The heat radiating from her core is making my hands tremble.Fuck man, hold it together.I carefully pull the snaps apart and roll the garment up and over her head. Tossing it to the side, I look back down. I’m awestruck. There’s no other way to describe it. Looking down at the perfection before me, I stare open-mouthed at her beauty.

She’s lying back, hands resting by her head, gorgeous coffee-colored mane fanned out upon her pillow. Her eyes are bright and beautiful as she allows me to drink her in. Her succulent tits are even more brilliant than I remember. They’re somehow more glorious without the distraction of partially removed clothing. My gaze drops to her flat stomach and the sexiest navel I’ve ever seen.I can’t wait to sip from that cup.But looking further south, I take in the magnificence before me. She has the tiniest little landing strip of neatly trimmed dark curls leading to the sweetest pink pussy I’ve ever seen. She’s swollen and glistening, and my body is literally shaking with need as I gaze upon her.

“Nick?”

“Yes?” I’m barely able to speak.

“Can I see you?”

As if hearing his name at roll call, my cock practically leaps in my pants. I climb off of her bed and try to remove my shoes, socks, and shin guards. I cannot believe I’ve been wearing these the whole damn time. Standing upright, I reach behind my neck and remove my shirt. Looking over at the goddess before me, I watch as her eyes shimmer in apparent delight. Placing my hands at my hips, I slowly drag my shorts and boxer briefs down my legs. Watching her as I undress, I see her eyes widen as my engorged cock bounces out, precum already pooling at the tip.

“You’re beautiful,” she murmurs. “And big.”

I say a silent prayer of thanks for the gift of my DNA and unconsciously reach to give my aching cock a congratulatory stroke. I notice she licks her lower lip as I do this, and I try to keep from smiling.

“Is this what you want, kitten?”

I watch as she nods, so I continue to slowly stroke my rock-hard cock as I come closer to the bed. Even this is causing concern, as I fear I’ll humiliate myself if I don’t calm the fuck down. Returning to the bed, I straddle her once more and kiss her sweet mouth before trailing my lips lower. I kiss from her lips down her neck toward the luscious tits I’m cradling. As I squeeze them in my hands, I lick the underside of one, then the other, and then latch on to a firm nipple. I suck gently before nipping at it and then turn to offer its twin a similar greeting. Unable to ignore my dick any longer, I change my position to put my weight on one of my forearms by her head and slide my hand down to her wet, swollen center.

“Ah, you’re so wet.” I slide my fingers up and down her pink flesh until I’m coated with her juices. Bringing my fingers briefly to her clit, I rub gently, watching her pelvis undulate under my caress. I can’t fight the need to taste her any longer and lift my fingers to my mouth. Looking into her eyes, I drag my tongue over the length of my wet digits, groaning at the flavor. Her head drops back at the sight, and I return to stroking her pussy and clit with my fingertips.

“Kat?”

“Nightstand.”

“What? Oh…” Realizing she’s directing me to grab a condom, I try not to laugh.

Giggling, she says, “I bought them at Target after you left. In case, well…”

Kissing her on the nose, I press on. “Kat, I was just trying to warn you. I want to go slow, to worship your body. But I’ve dreamt of this so long… Well, I’m probably not going to last long. I’m too wound up. But I’ll return to giving you the attention you deserve afterward. Okay?”

I notice she’s giving me a perplexed look. Is she worried since I’m admitting I’m on the edge that I’m not a worthy lover? Jeez, I need to last as long as possible. I don’t want her to be disappointed.No pressure, Nick.

Reaching over to the nightstand, I open it to find one box of three condoms. I sit up to open and roll it down my eager length and notice she’s watching me nervously. Worried, I stop and look directly at her. “Kat, you okay?”

“Just go slow. It’s been a while.”

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