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TWENTY-EIGHT

“I’msorryIwasted your money today.” I hit the bed hard. Dancing for almost half an hour had done nothing but kick off foreplay between us. When Sully had whispered in my ear that we needed to go now or he would fuck me on the piano in front of everybody, I’d almost said no just to see what he would do. But I’d been as hard as he was, and the only guarantee to have sex with him was us getting home.

Sully stood in front of the bed and unbuttoned the rest of buttons I’d started undoing while he carried me up the stairs. His jacket was somewhere between the front door and the stairs. So were my shoes.

“I wouldn’t call it a waste.” He stripped the shirt from his shoulders, and I let out a needy whimper, spreading my legs. My heart had never beat so hard for a man before.

“You looked gorgeous tonight,” he said, unbuckling his belt. I licked my lips, hungry for a sight of him. For the past three nights, I’d been a tease, rubbing my ass over his erection and torturing myself. Not this time.

He peeled down his pants and stepped out of them. He hooked a hand in the waistband of his boxers, and I sat upright.

“Let me do it.”

I hopped off the bed and fell to my knees before him, burying my face in the front of his boxers, and inhaled deeply with my eyes closed. The earthy, masculine scent of skin, musk, and laundry detergent filled my nostrils. I hummed at the back of my throat and teased the waistband of his underwear down until I revealed his pubes.

Sully groaned. “Don’t be a tease.”

I glanced up at him from under my lashes. “I can’t help it.”

I took pity on him and yanked down his underwear. His cock sprang out, and I chased it greedily, cupping his heavy sac and going in straight for the kill. I sucked him down to the back of my throat, and his hand landed in my hair. Sully slid his fingers through the strands until he was cupping the back of my head.

It wasn’t difficult to figure out what he wanted.

I angled my head and waited, relaxing my hold on him. Sully withdrew his cock from my mouth, but it wasn’t too long before he thrust between my lips again. His cock hit the back of my throat, and he hissed.

“Unnngh, your mouth, Kit. Your fucking mouth.”

He withdrew so suddenly I stumbled back. He caught me before I could fall and lifted me to my feet. Sully gripped my jaw and lowered his head to kiss me. I sucked his tongue into my mouth and ran my hands down the solid wall of his chest, caressing his pecs and the breadth of his shoulders.

“I want to be in you so badly,” he murmured against my lips.

“Me too.”

Even with two pairs of hands, undressing me took some time.

“Hurry, hurry.” I twitched impatiently as he unlaced the corset vest.

“If I knew where a pair of scissors were, I’d cut you out of the thing,” he growled.

“But that’d ruin it. I spent twelve hundred dollars on this.”

“And worth every penny. Buy more. I love seeing you in them.”

I let out a sigh of relief when the corset came undone. He threw it to one side, and with both our busy hands, we had me naked in no time.

“Where’s that kitty tail butt plug?” he asked.

“Drawer. Lemme.” I found the one he was referring to in the top left drawer. He already had the lube in hand.

“Hands and knees on the edge of the bed.” Sully took the butt plug from me.

“Yes, Master.”

My stomach buzzed with excitement. I hopped up onto the edge of the bed and settled down on my hands and knees.

“Jesus. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are, kitty?” He smoothed his palms down my ass cheeks, spreading me open, then running his hands up my back. “You’re the most sexual person I’ve ever met. The way you move, the way you look, you were born to be fucked.”

I whimpered in my chest and let out a soft meow. I needed him so much. My cock ached and leaked precum onto the bed. Any minute now, I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from jerking off whether or not he was inside me.


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