Page 34 of Caged in Desire
My wife is propped against the doorframe in a sheer white silk nightgown, biting her lip.
“Katarina?”
Without a word in response, she slowly makes her way toward me, each step flaunting the shadow of her naked curves underneath her gown. My breath hitches when she gets to the edge of my bed, hopping up on the mattress and climbing to me on her hands and knees.She’s such a natural fucking submissive.My cock twitches when I think of all the positions I’llbe able to take her in. I’ve seen how flexible she is, and I’ll be able to fold her up like a pretzel while I manhandle her.
I sit up straight, laying the book down to hide my erection under the covers, but it does no good. She doesn’t hesitate to move the book when she reaches my lap. Her eyes search mine as she straddles me, and I can’t focus on anything but her plump, glossy lips only inches from my face as she tilts her head toward me.
“Katarina, what are you doing?” I ask gently, wrapping my hands around her arms before she closes the distance between our mouths.
If she wants this, I’ll give it to her. I’ll give her everythingeitherof us can imagine and so much more. I’ll make it so fucking good for her, going nice and slow for her first time, worshipping her body like she deserves.
The heat in her eyes cools, and she sits up, stiffening in my arms. I can see her desire fading as her pupils contract, although the vein in her neck tells me her pulse is only increasing. Concern replaces my own desire as I try to figure out what’s happened.
“Val and Melissa were subs of yours,” she says flatly.
I certainly didn’t have that on mywhy is my wife upsetbingo card. “Yes.”
She’s searching my eyes for more, but I’m not sure what she’s looking for. “They said they wereold friendsof yours, and you just went along with it. You didn’t think to tell me?”
“I haven’t thought about those two women in years, and certainly not sexually.” I’ve honestly forgotten about sex with anyone other than imagining it with her.
“Well, I have. I got to hear all about it when I went to the ladies' room before the ceremony.” Her little body is shaking, but she swats my hand away when I try to steady her. “They wenton and on about how well you fucked them and how you made them comeso many times.”
“Katarina…” I try caressing her cheek, but she pushes me away again.
“They did say it was practically a miracle that you were touching yourinexperienced young wife.And theydiddefend against the rumors that you’d only married me because you’d knocked me up. Apparently, you’re quite the stickler for birth control.”
She pauses to laugh, her expression turning manic. “Funny, don’t you think? Knocking me up would at least mean you were attracted to me enough to fuck me in the first place. They even mentioned they were jealous of me. Bet they wouldn’t be if they knew you wereforcedto marry me.”
“Katarina.”
“Oh! I was meaning to ask!” And if smiles could kill… “Have either of those women been in my house? Or I guess any others…You apparently have a hard stop at a year, so I’m sure there have beenplentymore where they came from. I just want to know where any women might have been whoring around naked inmyhouse so I’ll know which rooms to completely renovate.”
“Katarina!”
My voice is loud enough to finally startle her into silence. I cup her cheeks gently. “Kitten, I’m so sorry you had such a negative encounter, and I want to hear all about it. But you knew this about me. I wasn’t hiding any of this from you. So can we please calm down and talk about this rationally?”
She nods, her arms still crossed, lips in a pout. Fucking adorable.
“What would you like to know?”
“Did you have little pet names for all of them, too?”
“Technically, yes, I called them all “pet.” You were right about there being quite a few of them. I’ve had one a year for over 10years, and names can run together, plus the one-offs during my breaks. I felt more comfortable referring to everyone as the same thing.”
“You saymyname.”
“I do.” I squeeze her hand. “What else?”
“Were any of them here?”
“No, I’ve never brought a woman here. I would have them over to various other residences across the country, but I haven’t even done that in years. I’m afraid the only living women you’ll have to worry about ‘whoring around naked’ in your house would be my mother and sister. You can take that up with them tomorrow when we see them.”
Her little smile brings me some relief. I hate for her to be upset about something as insignificant as my past contracts. They meannothingto me, so they shouldn’t burden her. “What else?”
“They mentioned you don’t like inexperienced submissives. I’m not even sure I could be a submissive at all, but I’m certainly inexperienced.”
“I don’t want you in the same capacity as I wanted them. I want youcompletely. I don’t need to have that style of relationship with you to be satisfied. I just want to take care of you. And your inexperience just means I’m the only lucky bastard who will ever get to do that.”
