Page 48 of Degrees of Acceptance
“There now… be still Katarina or I will spank you tonight,” he says before sliding his tongue over my clit again, maintaining his rhythm until I can no longer hold back my release and tremble around him. He captures my clit between his lips sucking hard, claiming all I have to give.
“Baby, I want to see your beautiful ass in the air,” he says, positioning me face down on the bed and pulling me up at the waist. His pants fall to the floor, and he pulls me closer to the edge of the bed slowly rubbing his cock around my ass.
“I can’t get enough of you. I want to bury myself deep inside of you. Ready, Baby? I want to fuck you hard and fast,” he says, plunging into me, grasping my hips as we begin to gain momentum. He’s rubbing against that special spot inside of me, and I feel myself start to build again.
“Honey,” I moan, arching my back when he pushes in, gaining momentum and driving in deeper and faster.
“Katarina, cum with me, ” he urges as he plunges deep inside of me, bringing me to the edge as we release the day’s tension and emotion together. I collapse, and he pulls me into his arms. I can hear the steady and viral beat of his heart as I lay against his chest.
“I could listen to your heartbeat all night… I love you,” I whisper.
“I love you, too, Baby. I don’t think you have any idea what you mean to me,” he says, pushing the hair out of my eyes and holding me tight against his chest.
“You were so mad at me,” I say accusingly.
“Correction, I’m still mad that you don’t put yourself and your security first,” he says, but it’s because I love you, and I worry about you.”
“I’ll try to do a better job of keeping them apprised when I’m not with you, although it’s not really very often,” I say, running my fingers through the dark hair on his chest.
“That’s the way I like it,” he says.
“Such a control freak… you’re just lucky I find it a little romantic when you take charge.”
“Romantic, huh?” he says, raising his eyebrows. “Maybe I should be a little bit more controlling… then you might actually listen.”
“I thought you were going to spank me tonight,” I say, pretending to pout.
“Baby, I love spanking you and watching your body’s response. I enjoy how wet it makes you, but I was too upset with you to do that, Katarina,” he says.
“Oh, that mad?” I say.
“That upset, Katarina. Security, it’s your number one job. Okay?” he says, kissing me on the nose. I lean down to check an incoming text.
Message:Where are we meeting tomorrow?
“I better let Jenny know plans,” I say.
He slides off the bed and reaches into the pocket of his suit jacket still lying carelessly over the chair and pulls out a card, handing it to me. “I was going to give this to you tomorrow morning… but, since you’re making plans,” he says.
I open the envelope and pull out a gift card. It’s a Courtier LeBien spa certificate.
“I’ve taken the liberty of making reservations for you and Jenny. The gift card will cover whatever you and Jenny want in the way of makeovers, hair, and spa treatments,” he says.
“Chase, you didn’t have to do this, but it means a lot that you went out of your way organizing a special day for us to spend time together.”
The certificate looks expensive with raised lettering and insignia. I reach for the card inside the envelope and read the note written on the card.
Katarina:
Please accept this gift as nothing more than it is… a gift certificate for the woman I am in love with and her best friend to have an incredible day of makeup, hair, spa and shopping.
Love,
Chase
Enclosed in the pocket of the card is a Visa card. I pull the card out, and there’s nothing to indicate the amount or anything on the card.
“Chase, what is this?”
