Page 21 of Collars & Kittens
She stares at me with round eyes, whispering, “More.”
Fuck. Me too. I grab the condom and sheath myself and slide on top of her. “Tell me.”
As I nuzzle her neck and nibble on the spot under her ear, she threads her fingers through my hair and her breath hitches.
“I want...” She hesitates and tails off, so I stop kissing her and pull back. I look into her eyes and wait, giving her space to say whatever is on her mind. Her cheeks are rosy and her expression is shy, but determined, and her words are whispered. “I want to please you.”
“Oh, Kitten. You please me very, very much.”
Her blush spreads, and I lower my mouth to hers again as I slide inside her. As soon as her warm tightness clenches around me, I go into a frenzy. Her fingernails claw my shoulders ,and she whimpers and writhes beneath me. It’s impossible to go slow, and each moan spurs me on. This isn’t going to last long, not with the sounds of her pleasure.
“Oh god,” she moans. “Yes.”
As I speed up, she wraps her legs around me, locking her ankles behind my back.
“Harder,” she begs.
“Fuuuck,” I groan as I grab her wrists and pin them over her head. Her eyes go wide as I growl, “Does my Kitten like to be restrained?”
She nods and moans, and I swear she’s wetter. Fuck, the idea that she’s letting herself be vulnerable and trusting me to give her pleasure is so fucking hot, and I want her more than anything.
When I lean down and capture her mouth again, her kisses are frantic. “Please,” she whimpers.
“Come for me, my sweet Kitten.”
With a cry, she goes taut, her entire body shuddering as her pussy convulses around my cock. I’m unable to stop myself from coming, and my cock jerks as I follow her over the edge.
I collapse on top of her, and her arms wrap around me, her nails trailing across my shoulders, sending a tingle down my spine. I could fall asleep like this, but a rumbling sound from her stomach reminds me it’sbeen a while since either of us ate. I planned to take her out for Italian food, but that didn’t happen, so it’s time to make sure my Kitten eats something.
Rolling off her, I head to the bathroom and clean up. When I dispose of the condom and return to the bedroom, she’s sitting on the edge of the bed, looking around.
She smiles at me. “You need a stuffie in here.”
My heart squeezes with joy. “Oh, yeah?” I’m not a stuffed animal kind of guy, but maybe it’s time I become one.
“Uh huh,” she nods. “I’ll bring one next time.”
Next time. That’s what I was hoping for.
We order pizza for dinner and snuggle on the couch until it arrives. I set the box on the coffee table, the cheesy aroma already making my stomach grumble.
I flip open the lid and breathe deeply. “I hope you’re hungry.”
Olivia peers over my shoulder at the loaded pizza. “Starving. That looks yummy.”
I grab a slice, the hot cheese stretching as I take a big bite. Olivia laughs, reaching for her own piece.
“We make quite the pair, don’t we?” she says. “Lounging around half naked and eating pizza.” She’s in an oversized t-shirt of mine and is still wearing her collar, while I’m in sweatpants.
I wink at her. “Hey, I’m not complaining. Although, we’re missing one thing.” I grab the TV remote, surfing through channels until I find a rom-com. “There. Now it’s perfect.”
Olivia shakes her head, amused. “Do you really watch romantic comedies?”
“I’m a man who likes many things.” I really prefer action movies, but something lighter is good for tonight.
She grins. “Okay, Teddy.”
“Teddy?”
