Page 47 of Degrees of Innocence
“Chase, I have never dealt with paparazzi.”
“Katarina, you speak in front of large groups all the time. They are nothing to be concerned about, although they will ask all sorts of questions, especially about our relationship. Once the Paparazzi know who you are they will dredge your family history for anything newsworthy,” he explains.
“I’ve had a pretty boring life until I met you, so there’s not much to dig up. I’d really rather you deal with them,” I say.
“I’m happy to handle it if it reduces your anxiety level. However, we’ve got another couple hours before we land and I have something guaranteed to relieve your anxiety right now,” he says playfully as he takes my hand and guides me into the bedroom.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“I was secretly hopingyou would bring me into the bedroom on the way home,” I say as he closes the door. His eyes donot leave my body as I slip out of my dress, letting it drop to the floor in front of him. I find the look in his deep green eyes mesmerizing and the intake of his breath at my nakedness pleasing. As I get closer his hands glide over my body, touching and cupping my breasts, caressing my nipples.
“Did you intentionally go without panties to seduce me tonight, Katarina?” he asks.
I am enjoying taking charge and am so turned on that I can only nod.
“Were you thinking about this today?”
“That’s all I’ve been thinking about,” I say, moaning softly as his fingertip trails across one erect nipple sending a shiver of anticipation along my spine.
“Whatever would you like to do with me now that you have me under your spell? Tell me what you want, Baby,” he says.
“I want you to feel how wet I’ve been walking around with no panties,” I say somewhat hoarsely. His eyes darken and he captures my lips passionately while his fingers explore lower, through the fine soft hair. “Baby, you are already so wet and ready for me,” he says, running over the sensitive spot with excruciatingly slow strokes. It is hard to concentrate as I begin to unbutton his dress shirt and slip it over his shoulders. I slowly stroke one nipple while taking the other playfully between my teeth. The scent of fresh soap and his crisp cologne fill my senses as I let my tongue make its way down the light path of hair to his navel, teasing, as I unbutton the clasp of his dress pants and push them off his narrow hips to the floor below. I rub the bulge in his underpants lightly with my fingers, marveling at the size of his desire. I look up, watching him, as I stroke his cock, rewarded with deep green pools of passion. Encouraged, I slide my fingers into their waistband, slowly pulling them down, kneeling as I go. I trace my fingertips along the length of him, relishing in the way he twitches under my touch. He is hard and erect and I am anxious to taste him. I gently lick the end of his cock, savoring the pre-cum that is glistening on the tip. He is salty and I feel my insides clench with longing, thinking about his desire. I take him in my mouth, covering my teeth with my lips, allowing them to glide the length of his shaft.
“Baby,” he moans, stroking the sides of my face as I slide over his length with my lips, caressing him with my tongue.
I am enthralled with the experience and cup his ass cheeks with my hands pulling him in deeper as I do. His hips begin to move on their own accord pushing in deeper, but I do not want him to cum yet. I want to pleasure him in many ways tonight.
“Honey, you are so hard and ready. Can I put it on you?” I ask, taking the foiled wrapper from his hands, captivated by his size and obvious need. His eyes turn darker with unspoken desire as he nods and I gently roll the condom over the tip and down the shaft the way I’ve seen him do it. He pulls me up and into his arms, capturing my lips hungrily with his, holding my naked body closely.
“I want you to experience how you make me feel, so wanted and desired, but I’ve never done this before,” I whisper, taking the moment to push him towards the bed so he is sitting at its edge before I crawl into his lap and straddle him. His arms come around me, holding me tight as he captures my lips with his own, allowing me to rise slightly, lowering myself slowly and deeply onto him. He audibly gasps as I take him in as deep as I can, slowly raising my body around him, using his shoulders to maintain my balance and rhythm. I continue this slow and sensual pattern while his mouth finds my erect and extended nipples, fueling the desire between my legs.
I am so wet and he is so hard that I slide easily down the length of him, savoring the way he feels as I take him in fully, resting against his thighs before coming back up, squeezing his length as I do. I moan softly and begin to increase my rhythm.
“Baby, slow… like this, I want to feel all of you,” he says, grasping my hips to pull me down deep, until he is completely rooted, holding me there, and then helping to guide me up and back down over his hardness, slowly. I am overcome with desire as he lets me take over. He captures the delicate skin of my neck with his lips, kissing along the side until he reaches the hypersensitive area between my neck and shoulders making me squirm with longing.
“Are you ready?” I askbreathlessly.
He nods and I increase our speed, hands grasping his shoulders as I come down deep and hard, over and over until we’re left trembling with a climax that leaves us both breathless and spent. I rest against his chest and can hear the pounding of his heart in my ears as we recover and our breathing eventually starts to return to normal.
“Baby, that was more than amazing,” he says, rolling me over and curling me into his arms.
“Did you like being in charge?” he asks, his eyes searching mine as he rubs a finger down the side of my cheek.
“I’m not sure about the being in charge part, but I love the look in your eyes,” I say feeling the warmth of a blush rise to my cheeks.
“Baby, that’s my favorite part of taking charge. Seeing the look on your face and in your eyes when you are right on the brink,” he says, nuzzling my ear with his lips. “Now, close your eyes and sleep, because I have plans for you when we get home,” he says.
I wake a little later confused at my surroundings and to the sound of Chase opening the door. “You must have been tired, you’ve been asleep for almost an hour and a half,” he says, looking down at me.
“Hmm… I think someone took all of my energy. That and I didn’t sleep very well last night. I was thinking about the event and our last day on the island.”
He caresses my cheek and kisses me softly. “Who took whose energy?” he asks, swatting my ass playfully through the sheet.
“As much as I would like to keep you in my bed deliciously naked, you better get up and dressed. We’re going to be landing soon and it’s hard to say who we’ll encounter,” he warns.
I get out of bed and feel his eyes on my body as I walk into the bathroom. I’m grateful my clothes are hung up and not wrinkled. When I finish dressing, I turn in the mirror. The dark blue dress has black color block accents and is business casual, yet professional enough in the event I need to brace myself against the paparazzi. I slip into a pair of black slingbacks and find Chase working on his laptop.
“I thought you had an aversion to working long hours or does that only apply to my working habits?” I ask.
