Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 87826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 87826 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 439(@200wpm)___ 351(@250wpm)___ 293(@300wpm)
NaughtyKitten: One sec. I’ll switch cameras. You’ll see more.
The camera turns off for just a second, only to turn back on from a different view; her laptop. And I can see her up close.
I moan into the microphone. Her lips are wrapped around the tip of the cock, and from my view, it looks as though she’s sucking me off instead.
Fuck.
“Show me how you’d suck me off,” I murmur.
She giggles and types a few haphazard words while her eyes remain focused on the camera.
NaughtyKitten: Can’t type. But I love your moan.
“Oh, do you now?” I say, grinning. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you listen to me come.”
NaughtyKitten: Fuck yes.
She starts sucking on the dildo even harder, keeping her eyes on the camera. She probably knows I like to watch.
“Can you taste your pussy?” I ask. “If I were there, I’d lick you until you came.”
My words only make her take it deeper, to the point where I can see she’s having trouble. But she’s not giving up despite nearly gagging. My type of girl. Never afraid of a challenge.
“Take it all the way,” I say. “If you dare.”
And she does exactly that … because I told her to.
I can’t stop touching myself, lathering my pre-cum all over myself. Can’t stop picturing her doing it to me with that filthy tongue of hers. Can’t stop thinking about what it would be like to ram my cock down her throat and come while she fingers herself.
“Make yourself come while sucking it off,” I growl, vigorously jerking off.
I want to see the look on her face as she falls apart with the dildo in her mouth as deep as possible.
“Think of me when you do it. Picture it’s my dick forcing you to swallow.”
And fuck, does she take it all the way to the base … until she coughs and heaves.
Her fingers are flicking back and forth between her legs. I can only see her hands, but it’s enough to know she’s thoroughly enjoying herself.
The saliva that covers the dildo drips from her mouth onto the keyboard, but she doesn’t care. This filthy kitten keeps on sucking until I’m sated, and fuck me … do I want to come watching her do this.
Her eyes roll into the back of her head, and then she shudders. Goose bumps scatter on her skin, her nipples taut. There it is. That beautiful moment of destruction that leaves her utterly breathless.
And me … With a deafening roar, I come apart, shooting my seed against my own chest.
Fuck.
As I breathe like a beast undone, I stare at the screen in front of me. At the dirty kitten still licking the fake dick like it’s a real one … like it’s me.
She’s too sinful. Too compliant. Like a forbidden fruit I can’t ever have …
My first reaction is to close the laptop.
Before I know it, the conversation has ended. Just like that, it’s done. Over.
No going back. No more. I can’t allow myself another taste.
I have to call it quits tonight, so I don’t get attached.
Because damn … those lips and those sexy eyes hiding behind that mask took something from me … a piece of my self-control I’m not willing to relinquish.
Chapter 5
Kat
As I lie in bed, I still can’t stop thinking about D.
Jesus, what a man.
And that voice. It sounded like velvet. Like the frosting on a cupcake. Sweet and delicious but oh so bad for you.
I wanted to listen to it some more … and more. The entire day if I could.
But he cut me off so quickly.
It didn’t even register for a couple of minutes until I’d already taken the dildo off the laptop and stared at a disconnected message. He really closed the chat without saying a word.
I wonder if I pissed him off somehow.
Though I don’t know how that would’ve been possible, considering I did exactly what he asked.
Maybe that’s just it. I gave him what he wanted, so what if he’s had enough?
Was this all? Does it mean I’ll never talk to him again?
I roll around on my pillow and close my eyes. Even though I always knew the end was coming, I never really thought about it. Or at least, I never want to when it comes to men like him.
Because you don’t often find these men. The ones who easily make you go down on your knees and beg.
Still, I know he has every right to stop it at any moment. As I have every right, too, even if I don’t want to. Not yet, anyway. I mean, I’m enjoying his requests thoroughly.
I can’t help but wonder if this could ever be anything more … more than just this.
If I could ever meet him. Just once.
I sigh.
If only.
Ten hours later, I’m busy finishing up the article about the school lunches. It’s part interview and part research conducted. That part was supposed to be Crystal’s job, but I had to take it over partly. She was stuck at the doctor’s office for whatever reason, and this article needed to be finished, so she begged me to help her.