She likes it.
I pull her harder against me, laughing as I hear her whimper, attempting to keep quiet. If anyone heard us…
Shit, if anyone were to walk in and see Katherine Harrison, buck naked, tits bouncing in the air as she rides her stepbrother’s face like he’s a fucking horse…
Well, let’s just say that would be a scandal.
“Are you daydreaming?” Kate asks. “Thinking about a threesome with those girls from the game?”
I slap her ass again for her comment. “I was thinking about our parents’ engagement party.”
“That gets you hot?” She asks, smirking.
“Thinking of you riding my face the way you did makes me hot,” I say. “Kneel down and sit on my face right now.”
I lie down, and she does just that, kneeling over my face, looking down at me over her pregnant belly as she puts her palms against the side of the bed for support. “Aren’t you afraid I’m going to smother you?”
“Stop talking and put your * on my face.”
I don’t even wait for her to do it. I grip her rear, pulling her down to me and burying my face between her legs. Taking her clit in my mouth, I let out a satisfied moan when she whimpers. "Fuck, I missed this last night," I say. "You're so wet for me."
"That's what you get for flirting with two girls at the Celtics game," Kate says, her voice teasing. "No *."
“I have some making up to do,” I say, gripping her thighs as I fucking devour her. My tongue explores her, probing her entrance, stroking her clit over and over until she starts to moan louder. Before long, she’s moving erratically, pressing her * against my face as she rides me, bracing herself against the bed for support.
Looking up, I watch her cup her breasts, pulling at her nipples just the way she did that first time.
My future wife is just as sexy as she was then.
She’s completely swept up in the sensations, oblivious to me reaching for one of the toys I discovered earlier on the bed. She doesn’t even hear me flick open the lube with my free hand, managing to coat the butt plug before pressing it against her tight little asshole.
“Fuck, Caulter!” she gasps, her eyes opening widely as I press the plug against her, working it into her slowly.
Her * is so slick and sweet, her lips so swollen from arousal, that when she bucks up, pulling away from my mouth for a moment, her wetness drips onto me. She lets out a groan under her breath, animalistic in its intensity, as I push the plug fully inside her, the base of the toy flush with her cheeks.
“Shit, Caulter,” she moans. She doesn’t hover over my face for long before she returns to me, taking her pleasure from my tongue while I fuck her ass with the plug.
Her moans, louder and louder, tell me she’s close.
But I'm not going to let her come this way.
I lift her off my face, and the look she gives me – desperate, frustrated, and pained – lets me know I stopped her just before she climaxed.
"On your hands and knees, Princess," I order, my voice unyielding.
"I thought you were making last night up to me," she teases. But she does exactly what I told her to do, crawling off of me and positioning herself on her hands and knees, her ass toward me, the plug lodged firmly inside her.
That's a view I'll never get sick of seeing.
"Oh, I'm going to make it up to you," I tell her. I reach up to the nape of her neck for a handful of hair, my hand lightly moving down the length of it until I reach the end, and wrapping it around my palm. I pull it -- not too hard, even though she tells me not to be gentle with her -- and she lets out a yelp. For a second, I loosen it, but then she encourages me with a low "yes" under her breath.
"What's your make-up plan?" she asks, her voice breathy. She reaches between her legs to touch her clit, her fingers moving in quick circles.
"Hands on the ground," I tell her. "You can touch yourself when I say you can touch yourself."
"You're still so damn bossy and full of yourself.”
I slowly pull the plug from her ass, and she whimpers.
“I liked that,” she whispers.
“Bossy and full of myself?” I ask, rolling a condom onto my length and coating my length with lubricant. I press the head of my cock against her tight asshole, listening to her grunt her approval as I start to enter her. “Soon you’re going to be full of me.”
“You’re such a dick,” Kate says, laughing.
I ignore her response, too consumed by working my way inside her. “Put your fingers in your *,” I tell her. “Fuck yourself with your fingers. Don’t touch your clit.”
She’s silent as she reaches between her legs, and I can’t see what she’s doing. She’s tight, so tight, and I’m distracted until I’m inside her completely, filling her to the hilt, my balls pressing against her ass cheeks.