Page 45 of Hollywood King
Eighteen
Heath
The trustin her eyes might be my undoing. She stared at me like I held all the answers to the universe and would whisper them in her ear if she was a very, very good girl. It took more will power than I knew I possessed to pry myself away from her warm skin and stand. A flash of panic crossed her features, but she settled back on the bed again when I opened the clasp on my belt.
“Are you going to spank me again?” she whispered, wrapping her arms under her lush breasts.
“If I didn’t know any better, I would think you liked my paddling your ass with my hand. Do you think you’d like the belt better?”
The way she squeezed her thighs told me she might. It would be my privilege to find out and care for her afterward. “Let’s save the hard stuff for later.”
I stripped the belt out of my pants and lay it on the chair by the door. Her eyes tracked me through the room as I chucked my shirt and stepped out of my pants. My erection tented the front of my black boxer briefs, and I rubbed it through the cotton to give her a show. “Do you like watching me touch myself?”
She could only nod. What would it take to get her to say the dirty things I saw behind her eyes? I lay back on the bed next to her and rolled to face her again. “Tell me what you want, Cat.”
A vulnerability entered her eyes, and she glanced away. I pulled her chin back around to face me. “No, you don’t. In this bed, we are only honest with each other. No secrets. Why did you suddenly look like a baby animal ready to run?”
She swallowed hard and lifted her eyes to mine. “I don’t know what I want. I’ve only had sex the one time. It was awful. Since then, my love life has been battery powered.”
Her declaration pierced my chest and nicked my heart. “One time? How…” Words failed me.
She sat up and wrapped her arms around her body. “I’ve been focusing on my career and after the last time, I didn’t think it would be worth it enough to try again.”
“Until now? Keep talking, baby. What’s the problem?”
I traced the ridges of her spine with my index finger, from the edge of her bra, to the black lace of her panties. She shuddered and let out a long sigh. “There are multiple problems.”
“Honesty,” I reminded her.
“First, I’m worried I only want you because I never got to have you. Second, I don’t want Isobel to have you. Third, I want…” Her fingers shook where I glimpsed them tucked under her nearest elbow.
I plucked her hand into my own and drew her close. “You want what?’
For a moment, I let her avoid my eyes so she could force the words out. “I want…it’s like I contracted a disease, which is ravishing my body, and it only diminishes when you touch me.” She let out choppy laugh. “Or look at me, or breath too close.”
I forced her gaze back to mine and nipped her chin with my teeth. “Then we’ll start slow. You tell me what you like, and we’ll do more of that. You tell me what you don’t like, and I’ll stop immediately.”
“Is it that simple?”
“What you like and don’t like is always that simple. And it will be my pleasure to help you figure it out.”
Her nod gave me the permission I needed. I caught her waist in my palm and slid my hand up to unclasp her bra. “If we are going to do this, it will have to be naked.”
“You too,” she said, sliding her panties down her legs and kicking them off.
I shuffled out of my own underwear, and her eyes locked on my cock. “You’re a doctor, so I know you’ve seen penises before.”
She laughed, an addictive sound. “Of course, but none that made me…”
Hesitantly, she reached out and cupped the head, and then slid her hand down to my base gently. “I like this.”
“I don’t mind it one bit.” I lay back and propped my head up on my hands so I could monitor her exploration. And give me something to focus on so I didn’t come in seconds all over her warm, strong hand.
She pulled back and cast me another hesitant look. “What else?”
I reached out and rolled her onto her back and explored the hollows of her body. She had always been thin, and she still was, but she wore more generous dips and hollows than she did the last time I looked at her. I traced her hip bone with my thumb and then trailed up to roll one pink bud in my fingers. “Do you like that?”
She sucked in a breath between her teeth and arched her hips upward. Her reactions in the car mirrored this one. Figuring out what she liked would be easier than she thought. I cupped my cock in my hand while I stood and released it to pull her by the ankles until her ass lined up with the end of the bed. She yelped, and I smacked the side of her thigh in response. When her eyes shuttered, I knew we were on the right track.
