"Kitten, just because I don't want to make a baby tonight doesn't mean I don't want to practice. I plan to eat your little pussy until you fall asleep from exhaustion and then you're going to wake up with me between your legs." I give him a watery smile, "And if you don't want me staying in another room than fuck it. I'll make sure you never sleep alone again."
I throw my arms around him and hold him tight. I want to scream out please don't ever leave me but I can't find the words. So I use the next best thing - my mouth.
15
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Ivan
I'm waiting for Kat and Ana to come down. Ace is standing beside me waiting too but I bet he isn't thinking about last night. I kept my promise to her - and myself - no sex but we did everything else. I lick my lips trying to find the flavor of her on my tongue again. Having her sweet pussy in my mouth and seeing how many times I can make her cum is the best game I've ever played.
But my Kitten isn't one to just take and take. She wanted to give too and for a while I was strong enough to resist her. And wasn't that shit fun. Turns out Kat really loves to tussle. Rolling around to find out who gets to be on top made her so wet I had to be extra careful how far I had my fingers inside of her. She was ready to have me slide my dick in her and all because we were play-wrestling.
I clear my throat and look over to make sure Ace isn't looking before I rearrange myself. I worried I would hurt her but my Kitten is fierce. I have to turn the fuck away from Ace all together when I think about putting my hand around her neck to hold her down and hear the deep moan that came out of her. She really liked that, so much that she came hard.
The rustling of skirts has me turning back to the staircase and all the breath is knocked out of me. Kat is standing there in a deep blue velvet dress that makes her look like the living embodiment of the ice queen I always pictured her as. Her hair is piled on top of her head with stray curls coming down around her face and shoulders. Damn, she's stunning. The dress goes all the way to the floor where it pools at her feet like she rose out of the arctic waters to beacon men to their death because any man that tries to look at her tonight is going to die by my hand. The material hugs her curves as a lover would. Tiny strings keep the dress up on her pale shoulders while the front dips down into a deep vee drawing my eyes to the even paler skin glowing between her breasts. There is no way in hell she's wearing a bra with that.
"Take it off." My voice comes out gruffer than I want it to but I can't help it. Seeing her wrapped in the clingy blue, low-cut dress makes me want to fuck the shit out of her and I have no doubt other men will want to do the same.
"Ivan!" Ana uses her little momma-in-training voice on me. She is trying to make me feel bad about growling at Kat but she isn't the one breaking my heart.
Big brown eyes won't look at me anymore and the smile she wears is small and looks fake as shit.
"Ace," I wave at Ace, I'm not looking to see where he is or what he thinks of this dress. "Go to the barn."
"How many more you want? You got like two on you."
"Three more, Ana go with him."
Ana opens her mouth to start to protest but Ace takes her by the arm and leads her out. As soon as the door shuts the smile vanishes from her face and she still won't look me in the eyes. Instead, she chooses to stare at a spot by my shoe. I want to go to her so badly but if I walk over there I'm going to fuck her.
"You look...stunning." Her eyes flash to mine for just a second before moving off somewhere else again. I feel like a Dad who just ruined his daughter's prom but she's not my daughter - even if I would gladly be her Daddy.
"Do you want me to change?" she speaks softly but I still hear it.
"No. I sent Ace for another gun and more magazines."
This time her eyes do come to mine and stay making my lips tilt up. Her eyebrows draw down and her forehead wrinkles. She's trying to understand what that means.
"I want to come over there and show you how beautiful you are but if I come close I'm going to fuck you right where you stand."
Her little mouth pops into a perfect round 'o' and her eyes grow big. They're not sad anymore. She understands what I mean when I tell her Ace went to grab more ammunition for me too. I'm drop-dead serious about putting a bullet through the head of someone who looks at her too long. This is just the kind of man I am. I hope Kat becomes used to it and it doesn't scare her the hell off.
Her full lips stretch into a smile and she glides towards me. She leans up so she can whisper in my ear, "It's hot that you would kill someone for me. Does that make me sick?"
My hands come up to land on her hips as the dress slides between my hands and her body. "I don't know if it does, Kiska, but it sure the hell makes you perfect for me."
I offer her my arm before I have to break down and run my fingers over all that creamy skin she's offering up. If we don't leave now we won't be going and this is our best chance of spooking Johnson enough to make him sloppy.
"I have a surprise for you." Her words make it hard for me to sit in the low to the ground sports car. Me and Kat are in one, Ace and Ana are in the other and Jim is coming once we're there. Hell for all I know he's been there for hours just waiting on us.
Her words tempt me. I'm not a huge fan of this plan. I hate it. So I don't need a lot to say fuck it and take her back home so I can sink dick deep in her warm pussy. This plan was the brainchild of Ace and Jim who thought a couple of pretty women would distract from the fact we are about to walk right into the good Senator's home.
He's throwing a party - a gala if you're down like that - and is expecting a lot of high profile guests. I am starting to think the man isn't all there. Who the hell throws a party when they are bound to the Grand Jury for the laundry list of offenses he's up against? Someone not in their right mind I would think. None the less, Johnson is supposed to be raising funds tonight for his reelection campaign after 'the whole trafficking mess is straightened out and he is found innocent'. If he's found innocent it's because he killed all the people that could say anything about his guilt not because he didn't do anything wrong.
I have a feeling this whole thing is nothing more than a ruse to help distract Johnson while Jim looks for the Third Guy. If Jamison Archer isn't rifling through drawers by the end of the night I will hang up my title of ass-kicker and start looking for a rocking chair because it will be time for me to retire. I understand men like Jim, he is all about the job and this one makes it even worse, this is personal.
Both women have been told to stay as close to us as they can, not say anything, and not go off with anyone ever at any time. Ana can take care of herself and Ace won't let anything happen to his sister. It's Kat I worry about. Especially when her lithe body is wrapped in blue velvet and begging a man to come touch. I'm not sure how I am going to make it out of the fucking house without killing someone and that will blow our plan all to hell.