Page 32 of Degrees of Acceptance
“Where’s Mom?” I ask.
“She retired for the evening. I think she’s had enough excitement for one day,” he says.
“She’s not the only one,” I say, reaching up to pull the ceramic bowls from the cabinet.
We dish up dessert for everyone and finish peeling while we listen to the guys talking about the day’s events. I feel his eyes on me, and look up. His steely green eyes bore into me.What are you staring at me like that for...my eyes flash? He raises his eyebrows in response. He is so hard to read sometimes. It’s almost two in the morning when everyone winds down and starts to leave. Chase shakes hands with each of the men, thanking them for all they did. He treats everyone that works for him with such respect. We’re finally alone, and he pulls me into his arms, crushing me to him, capturing my lips with his… parting them to explore.
“Baby, he moans… I’ve wanted to kiss you in this kitchen all night.”
“Something about kitchens that I should know about?” I tease.
He takes my hand and places it on his crotch, and I can feel his cock throbbing as I rub it over the constraints of his jeans. “Take your panties off and bend over the table, Baby. I want to fuck you from behind.”
How can he make me moist, just by talking to me like this?
He lifts the bottom of my robe to watch. I slide the white lacy high cut panties down slowly past my hips and over my thighs, letting them drop to the floor and hear his breath catch.
“Now turn around slowly, and bend over the table, Baby,” he urges, guiding me with his hand on the small of my back. “You have the most beautiful ass, Katarina,” he says, caressing my skin and splaying his hands over my hips. “I want to cum deep inside of you while you shake on the end of my cock, Baby.”
I’m bent over the kitchen table; half naked, completely exposed and soaked… he hasn’t even touched me yet. I hear the zipper on his pants and feel his naked hardness press into me. “Spread your legs wider.” As I do, he rubs the end of his cock between my legs, wiping my wetness from one end to the other over my clit. “Baby, you’re always so wet for me. Is this what you’re waiting for?” he asks, pushing his cock into me with one deep thrust.
“Oh, yes, Honey,” I moan.
I try to push back, but he controls my movement with his hands on my hips. “Slow, Baby, feel me… inside of you, growing and throbbing. I’m going to drive you crazy now,” he says, leisurely pulling out and then grinding right over the very spot that leaves me senseless. “Is that the right place, Baby?” he asks huskily.
“Yes,” I moan. “Please don’t stop, Honey,” I say as he pushes in over and over. I lift up against him, but he has a tight hold of my hips and instead keeps us in perfect rhythm.
“Slow, Baby… I want you to cum with me tonight…” he says, pulling me into him as he thrusts, penetrating hard. I have lost all track of time as he drives me right to the edge, and then begins anew, over and over. “Now… Baby, cum for me,” he finally urges, and I can no longer control myself as I shake around him, reveling in the feel of him releasing deep inside of me. He prolongs our pleasure, rocking us together, as we slowly come back to earth.
“Katarina, I think you were made special for me, Baby,” he says in my ear, slowly easing out of me. I hear the zip of his pants, and as I start to stand up, he slides my panties in-between my legs, and scoops me into his arms, carrying me upstairs and into the shower. I’m suddenly exhausted from the emotion of all of the events this evening, and the shower feels warm and inviting on my tired body.
I move in closer to get under the water with him and his eyes lock with mine, that same look. “Chase, why are you staring at me like that? You had that same look in the kitchen earlier, too.”
“Did I now?” he says, smiling mischievously.
“You know you did, now tell me,” I say as he soaps the loofah up, slowly washing my neck, breasts, and belly.
“I could spend all night making love to you, Baby. I think, instead, though, I am going to get you washed up and tucked in for the evening. You’re starting to get dark circles under your eyes and need a good night’s sleep,” he says.
“So, you’re not going to tell me?” I ask.
“No, I don’t think we’ll have story time tonight,” he says.
“Chase, you don’t play fair. Seriously, how’s a girl supposed to keep up?” I pout.
“Baby, I told you before, I don’t play fair… I play to win. Now be a good girl and turn around so I can wash your back and that beautiful ass of yours. I finish drying off, and he holds my robe open for me, tying it loosely around me. Let’s get you tucked in now,” he says, guiding me to bed. He lies down beside me and curls me into his arms. The last thing I hear before I fall asleep is, “I love you, Baby.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
I wake to an emptybed and realize it’s almost nine a.m. Not so late, really, when you consider how late we were up, but I have tons to do. I get to the gym, and there are now two giant treadmills in front of the window and one has a large red bow around it with a card perched on the digital display.
Katarina,
For days weather or circumstances don’t permit you an outdoor run. I hope you like it.
Yours,
Chase
