Page 30 of Waiting for Him
“More, oh please, more. Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” Her own words sounded incoherent to her, and she hoped she was making sense to him. Behind her, her hands found the skin of his chest and scratched it. Sensations bombarded her as years of sexual frustration boiled to the surface. His tongue did more for her than her vibrator had ever done. If it weren’t for his hands holding her, she would’ve fallen flat on her face into the mattress. Higher and higher, he took her. Oh God, she was so close!
His tongue impaled her, and she shattered into a million pieces. Her body shook with the impact. Up was down, down was up. Nothing made sense as wave after wave tumbled over her. White lights and black dots filled her vision, and she thought she would pass out. She soared to the heavens and back again. How had she lived her entire life without knowing what it was like to fly?
Oh, shit! That wasn’t supposed to happen, was it?
He’d told her not to come without permission. “I’m s-sorry,” she sobbed and heaved, her body still reeling.
Boomer shifted her until she was sitting on his chest. His mouth and chin were coated with her juices, and he licked off what he could reach. “Shh. It’s okay, baby. We can work on it.”
He chuckled. “After all, practice makes perfect. And I plan on practicing with you over and over again. But next time, Kitten, you will be punished if you disobey me. And your punishments will consist of my hand spanking your bare ass until you beg me to fuck you.”
His words almost made her come again. The thought of him draping her over his lap was something she’d been thinking of ever since he’d slapped her ass the night before. She saw him grab the condom he’d tossed on the bed, and her sex quivered. Never had she known such lust and desire. He reached around her and covered himself before his hands grasped her hips and positioned her over his hard shaft. Kat rose up on her knees to give him room and moaned as he rubbed the tip along her slit. Her body yielded to him as he inched into her tight channel. The drag of his cock against her walls was pure heaven.
Benny lowered her slowly until she was fully seated on him, then held her there. “Oh, fuck, woman! You’re burning me alive. I won’t be able to take this slow for long, sweetheart.”
Every nerve inside Kat was alive. Each slide and twitch of his cock was sweet torture. Her walls clenched, and she loved how it made him moan. “Don’t want slow,” she panted. “Fast . . . please . . . fast.”
“Thank fuck!”
Tightening the grip on her hips, he raised and lowered her in time to his thrusts. The position was so different from last night, and she quickly felt her orgasm building. With her hands still behind her, her chest was shoved forward, and her tits bounced with every movement. He pulled her down across his torso and took one of the orbs into his mouth. The dual assault on her pussy and nipple had her begging. “Oh, shit! Oh, Benny . . . Master . . . more, please. Oh my God, I’m going to . . . oh, please . . . I need . . . oh, help me . . . I need . . . please . . .”
She felt one of his hands slide between them, and as his fingers found her clit, he stopped sucking on her nipple only long enough to command, “Come, Kitten. Come for me.”
He pinched her clit while his teeth bit down on her taut peak, and she began to fall. “Oh . . . oh . . . oh, shhhhhiiiiiitttttt!”
Boomer watched as she spiraled into oblivion while he pounded into her from underneath. Her pussy was his home, and there was nowhere else he wanted to be. His balls drew up tight as his lower spine tingled. A few more thrusts, and he was there.
“Fuck, baby, yeah . . . oh, fucking yeah . . . aaaaahhhhhhhh, shit!” His body went rigid as his seed filled the thin barrier between them. Her walls were milking every last drop from him, and she melted on top of him. He slowed their rhythm to a stop, gasping for breath. Sweating, panting, tingling, quivering—he swore it would take hours to recover.
Boomer reached around and untied her wrists. His hands massaged her arms up to her shoulders, ensuring her circulation hadn’t been cut off. “You okay, baby?”
“Mm-hmm.”
Chuckling, he reached between them and squeezed the rim of the condom before pulling out of her. She moaned in protest as he rolled her off him onto her side. Leaning toward her, he kissed her pert little nose. “I’ll be right back.”
“Mm-hmm.”
He was back moments later with a washcloth. “Spread your legs for me, Kitten.”
“Mm-hmm.”
Snorting his amusement, he began to clean her. “Mm-hmm? Is that all you can say?”
“Mmm,” she mumbled. “You knocked the dictionary out of my head. Can’t think.”
He grinned and tossed the cloth back into the bathroom, where it landed on the tiled floor. Pulling back the covers, he picked her up, settled her sated body on her side of the bed, and nestled in behind her. Her ass cheeks cradled his softened cock as he squeezed her hip. Once this craziness was behind them, he planned on preparing her ass to be taken. He hoped like hell it wouldn’t be on her hard-limit list.
Shit! How the hell were they supposed to make plans for the future with a fifteen-million-dollar price tag hanging over her head? Not wanting to spoil her contentment, he decided to wait until the morning to tell her about the money. However, she hadn’t given him much choice as he realized her breathing had turned shallow and she was asleep. Holding her close, he cupped one breast and closed his eyes.
Chapter Fourteen
Kat awoke in a sweat, and it took her a moment to comprehend that Benny’s body heat had her ripping off her covers. When he didn’t move or say anything, she realized he was still asleep as he spooned her from behind, his arm anchored around her waist. The morning sun peeked through the sheers covering the French door’s clear panes, and she suddenly needed to use the toilet. When she tried to ease from the bed, his arm tightened around her, and his hand found her breast and squeezed. She bit her lip and tried again. This time, when she shifted, the hand went south to her pelvis, and his hips thrust forward. His morning wood was now nestled between her lower cheeks, and he pumped a few more times, groaning but still in slumber.
Shit! It felt so good, so naughty, but if she didn’t get up soon, her bladder was going to stage a protest. “Benny?” She shook his arm. Of course, all that did was make him grind his erection into her flesh again. She raised her voice a little louder and tried again. “Benny, I have to get up.”
“Why?” he mumbled.
“I have to use the bathroom.”
