window.
“Good girl,” he whispered against her ear, and she knew he
was referring to the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
When the dress was delivered, it had come with shoes and a
note that said she was only to wear what was provided and nothing else.
He moved his hands down her stomach and to her hips, kissing
her neck and gently grinding his very hard erection into her backside. He
pushed on the fabric of the dress that rested on her hips and let it fall to
her feet, revealing her naked body to him.
“You follow directions very well, my sweet girl, and for
that, you’ll be rewarded.” He splayed one hand across her stomach, pulling her
closer. With the other hand, he palmed her aching center. She could feel the
wetness seep from inside her and drip down her thighs. He trailed the hand that
was on her stomach up to her nipple and started rolling and pinching it as he
let his fingers slip inside her, and all the while he was still grinding
against her.
“I’ve thought about this body all week,” he mumbled against
her ear. “The way your pussy tastes when you come on my tongue, how hot your
tight little cunt is around my cock and the way your mouth feels when I explode
down your throat.”
“Ahh…” she moaned, and the faster he moved his fingers in
and out of her, the more she wanted to come, but she hadn’t been given
permission for that, so as much as she wanted to let go and give into his
actions, she had to focus and hold off or she’d suffer the consequences.
“Do you want to come?” He smiled against her neck. “I can
feel how tight your muscles are.”
“Please, Master,” she begged.
He slowly pulled his fingers out of her, and she whimpered
at the loss. He chuckled, but she didn’t find it funny at all.
“I’d much rather you come on my cock.” He unzipped his pants
and let them fall to his ankles along with his boxers. She watched as he kicked
them, and her dress, out of the way, and then he pushed her up against the cool
window. The chilly glass was a welcomed contrast to her steamy skin. She could
feel the sweat starting to gather at the nape of her neck and slide down her
back. It wasn’t even hot in there, but her body was on fire.
“You were perfect this evening,” he whispered as he rubbed
the tip of his cock against the crack of her behind. She immediately tensed up,
and he sensed it.
“Relax,” he murmured against her neck. “I won’t disrespect
your limits.” He continued to rub his cock against her ass. “I just want a
little feel, that’s all.”
Katherine closed her eyes and let him feel her. It wasn’t so
bad. He was so hard, and she could feel his pre-cum trickling down her crack.
He slipped his hands over her cheeks and then to the small of her back, gently
forcing her to bend over slightly. The shift in movement caused his cock to
slide closer to her heated sex. She spread her legs and braced herself for what
was coming next.
“Put your hands against the glass and hold still,” he
commanded.
She pressed her palms to the window and waited for him to
enter her. He rubbed his tip against her entrance, much like he had done a few
seconds earlier, and then with one fast thrust he was inside her. Her body
jerked against the window, but she tried to keep herself upright.
“I told you to hold still.” He pushed his chest against her
back, pinning her against the window, clutching her hips to keep her in place.
She turned her head to the side and rested her check on the glass as he thrust
in and out of her. Her fingertips dragged down the window, leaving smeared
prints in their wake.
They were both panting now and the harder he pounded into
her, the more she wanted. He dropped his head and rested it on her shoulder as
he continued to slam into her at a punishing pace. She was so close, but tried
to stay focused and wait for his command. She prayed it came soon, or she’d be
coming all over him.
She tried to suppress her screams, but need took
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