Releasing Kate: The Acceptance Series

by D. Kelly

  I didn’t even think about that.

  “I told you I’m open to all kinds of sexual ideas, that’s why I have no problem being a partner in this club. But I also wasn’t kidding when I said that you would be the girl I would settle down for. I’m confident I can separate my feelings for you because I know your heart is somewhere else, but being here makes doing that easier.”

  The sparkle in his beautiful eyes is blinding and what he says makes so much sense.

  “You’re the only girl I’ve ever wanted to bring here. The only one I’ve ever wanted to tell all my secrets to. And now that you know them, Katie Grace, do you still love me?” There is so much trepidation in his voice, it’s heartbreaking.

  “Of course I do! There will never be a day that I don’t love you, Marc, even if I’m not in love with you.” Best to be honest and make sure those lines aren’t blurred.

  His mouth descends onto mine and I open immediately to him. When his tongue strokes mine, it’s as if he’s turned on all the senses in my body. I feel it everywhere. Kissing Marc is a transcendent experience, maybe because it was so forbidden for so long or maybe because we’ve had built up sexual tension for years. Whatever the reason, I don’t want the feeling to stop.

  Marc leads me to the bed, kissing me the entire way, his hands glued to my ass. God, I love how he squeezes it, like he just can’t get enough. His hands work their way to my zipper and he peels the dress off of me. It’s tight so it takes a minute to get it all the way off. Once it is, I’m left standing in my black demi bra, black thong, and my six-inch fuck me heels. His eyes take me in and he subconsciously licks his lips as he does; he likes what he sees.

  When he finishes taking me in with his eyes, he starts with his hands. He’s not really seeing anything he hasn’t before since he’s seen me in a bikini. Well, a little more ass cheek this time around, I guess, but that’s about it. He turns me around and bends me over the bed so my ass is in the air.

  “That is one beautiful sight; I could look at your ass all day.” And that’s when I feel the bite, he bit right into my ass cheek and I’m not going to lie, it feels good.

  “Marc!” I cry out his name and his hand lands a firm slap on my ass.

  “Yes, Kate?” His tone is teasing. He’s enjoying this, and so help me god, so am I.

  “Fuck me,” I cry out as the next slap comes down on my ass.

  “Oh, baby girl, I plan to, all night long.”

  The moan that escapes my lips at his words turns him on even further. Suddenly, he’s flipping me over and pulling me to him. Bending forward, and with precise control, he opens my bra with his teeth. Fuck that’s hot.

  For a split second he backs away, enjoying the view of my breasts being bared to him. Taking one in each hand, he squeezes them together and pulls them to his mouth. “Damn, Kate, I had no idea you were pierced here, too,” he says and his mouth descends onto me, giving each one of the girls attention. Laving my nipples with expertise, sucking my nipple and playing with my piercing with his tongue, my senses are hyperaware of everything.

  “Marc, oh god, yes,” I call out during his relentless assault, which only makes him work harder. Marc kisses his way up to my mouth, tasting me. I throw my arms around his neck and wrap my leg up over his hip and he holds on tight. I take that as my cue to wrap my other leg around his waist. Marc is strong, so strong, and he holds me up effortlessly. He continues kissing me as he lays me back on the bed.

  His hands reach for my panties and he slowly slides them down my legs and groans. “Damn, girl, that pretty pink pussy is glistening just for me. You’re so wet and it’s a beautiful fucking sight.” He props my feet on the bed, heels digging into the duvet, legs spread open, completely bared to him except for my shoes.

  Licking his lips, he backs up and slowly unbuttons his shirt in such slow motion. I’m left anticipating every single move. I swear I can feel myself get wetter as each button comes undone. I’ve seen him without a shirt before but never in a situation like this. I bite down on my lip when it finally comes off. Good God, his body is amazing.

  “Fuck, girl, I can’t wait any longer; the clothes will have to come off later. My mouth needs to taste you now.”

  He slides his hands up my legs, kissing the inside of my thighs as he inches closer to what he wants to taste. Then he uses one hand to spread my lips open to him, and with one long stroke, licks me up to my clit and then back down. When his tongue enters me, I cry out in ecstasy. My arms are flailing, trying to grip on to the blankets for traction because I can’t stop squirming. Firmly, he places his hand on my abdomen, essentially holding me down as he feasts on me. I’m building at a rapid pace, my cries escalating higher and higher, until I come hard, screaming his name.

  He doesn’t let up, instead he’s moaning as he swallows every last drop, using his finger to press lightly on my clit. The vibrating sensation from his moans coupled with the pressure on my clit sends me into a second orgasm, this one longer but not as strong. The feel of his tongue licking up my come sets me on fire, and the longer he does it, the wetter I’m going to get. Finally, he pulls his tongue out and slowly licks around my clit, working his way up my belly, stopping to tug on my belly button ring with his mouth. This man is an expert in making my body succumb to his touch.

  As he continues his way up to my mouth, he licks his lips with a smile. “Baby girl, you taste excellent on my tongue. Kiss me and find out for yourself just how good.” Eagerly, I open my mouth to his and kiss him until my taste covers us both. Everything I need tonight he’s giving me, and more. So much more. His erection presses hard against me through his jeans and I wrap my legs around him, pulling him to me, grinding on him through his clothes.

  “Marc I need you,” I whisper the words in his ears but rub against him desperately so he realizes just how much. When he backs away, I lean up on my elbows so I can watch him disrobe. Once he’s down to his boxer briefs, I’m breathless with anticipation. As I watch them come down and see his perfect cock for the first time, all I want is for it to be in my mouth. Flipping around quickly, I reach out for him and pull him into my mouth.

  “Damn, Kate, that feels so good.” Marc puts his hand on my head and pushes me down further onto his cock. I try and open my mouth wider to take more of him in. He’s a big boy, so it’s a little stretch, but fuck me he tastes fantastic.

  I’m working him with my hands and my mouth and I swear he’s still growing. The growls that are coming out of his mouth are sexy as fuck! Finally, right when he’s about to come in my mouth, he pulls back and away from me. Looking up at him with hooded eyes, I swipe my tongue across my lips, licking his essence from them. He pulls me up to my knees and kisses me hard and forceful, enjoying the taste of himself on my lips.

  His hands glide down my body and finally his fingers touch my clit. “Yes!” I call out as he slides a finger inside of my tight pussy.

  “Oh, baby girl, you’re so fucking tight and so fucking wet.”

  I feel my wetness spreading and he uses it to his advantage, slipping another finger inside of me. Marc has big hands, so even his fingers give me a new sensation of fullness. My lips find his as he continues to finger fuck me. I’m building again and then he does the unexpected. Suddenly, he takes a coated finger and works his way to my ass. Sucking in a breath, I tense up.

  His breath caresses my ear, “Relax, baby girl, I promise you’ll enjoy this.” His movements are slow and calculated; he knows exactly what he’s doing and I do trust him with my whole heart. My body relaxes into his and he kisses me again as his finger penetrates me. At first it hurts like a bitch, but after he lets me get used to the feeling, it feels fucking fantastic. He’s got three fingers in me—two in my pussy and one in my ass—and I can’t get enough. I’m riding him with reckless abandon and I don’t care. This feeling is amazing and I don’t want it to end. I’m fighting off my orgasm but I know when it hits I’m going to scream my head off.

  When he pulls my nipple ring in between his te
eth, I lose it. “Marc! Fuck, Marc! Oh God, yes, Yes, YES!” When I finally collapse, he slowly pulls out each finger and goes to the bathroom to clean himself up while I come down from this all-time high. Every nerve ending in my body is fully alive right now.

  Marc comes back with some water, which I take gratefully, and then I curl up into his embrace. I’ve always felt so safe with him and this is no different. He’s still hard and I know he’s got to be dying to come. Turning onto my side, I begin to kiss my way across his chest and to his mouth and we share an all-consuming kiss. Reaching over to the bedside table, he rips open a condom packet.

  “Marc…” I start to say but he cuts me off.

  “I know, Kate. It’s not latex, it’s polyurethane, much safer than lambskin and completely latex free.”

  Wow, he really did think of everything.

  I watch, enraptured, as he tugs the condom on, pulls me on top, and lets me take control. “Start at your own pace, baby girl, and when you get comfortable we’ll really get things going.”

  Slowly, I lower myself onto him. He feels so damn good. His hands go to my hips and hold on tight, just following my lead. Tentatively, I rise up and down until my body gets acclimated to him. He hisses and pulls me down to kiss him.

  “You’re so tight, so perfect, this is so much better than I ever could have imagined.”

  He’s got that right.

  His hands caress every inch of my body he can reach and I let myself go completely, losing myself in him. Marc changes position, sitting up with me still on top, but he starts controlling how I move. It’s so deep like this; the noises that escape me let him know that with every thrust he owns me. My body finally can’t take anymore and shatters around him in a mind-blowing orgasm. That’s when he kisses me in a way I’ve never been kissed before and there are no words to describe what he does but it makes me need him again already.

  Marc moves to the bottom of the bed, and one by one, removes my shoes. Gently, he massages each foot and my body is putty in his extremely capable hands. As he climbs my body, he does this combination of licking, sucking, biting, and kissing the entire way and it’s heaven. Finally, he enters me slowly but in absolute total and complete control.

  His hands press into my stomach, spanning me from hip to hip, as he moves in and out of me at an achingly slow pace. I manage to wrap my legs around him, pulling him in deeper, getting whatever leverage I can to make him speed up the pace. His tempo does speed up but in small increments. He’s taking this time with me, relishing this, us, and so am I. But when his love making becomes a hard, relentless fucking, and I’m screaming his name over and over again—that’s when I lose all control. My orgasm hits almost without warning and as it does I scream, and that’s when he comes. Watching Marc come is enthralling; you can actually see his entire body shake and tremble from his head to his toes. You absolutely know that he feels every little bit of his orgasm and relishes it. Out of all the things I’ve seen in my life, the men that I’ve been with or will ever be with, I know without fail this will always be the hottest sexual moment I will ever witness. This is a memory I will keep with me forever and it will be a secret and a great memory that only the two of us will share. For whatever reason, that is a very comforting thought. Marc disposes of the condom and curls up in bed with me, covering us both up. We cuddle together, naked, just like we have a million times before with our clothes on. He presses a kiss onto my forehead as if nothing has changed, even though everything has just shifted.

  “Are you okay, Kate?” Concern oozes from his voice; he’s looking for reassurance that this wasn’t a big mistake.

  Determined, I look him in the eyes and hold his gaze. “We’re okay, Marc. I’m okay, too. That was everything you always said it would be and more. I don’t regret a single thing we just did.” That is the absolute truth, too. Whatever issues Mike and Daniel have with it are just going to have to be theirs. My buzz is wearing off and I’m super sleepy.

  “Okay, baby girl, but if at any point you start having doubts or you regret this in any way, you need to come and talk to me. No running, Kate, not from me, not ever. Sex is just sex, but our friendship means everything to me and I’ll never be okay losing it.”

  Snuggling into him tighter, a yawn escapes me “That’s not going to be okay with me, either, Marc. We’ll be fine.”

  ***

  A few hours later, I wake up startled and with a massive headache. It’s almost five in the morning and I’m in bed with Marc. A wave of nausea washes over me as the night floods back to me. I’m sleeping in a sex club.

  Holy shit.

  There’s no way I can wake up here and walk out with the rest of the cheaters and people trying to get their sparks back. Not to sound like a judgy bitch, to each his own, but that’s just not the kind of walk of shame I want to do today.

  “Kate, are you okay?” Marc asks sleepily.

  “I’m fine…I just need to get home. It’s late, well, early and I know Jess is probably freaking out. I haven’t had my phone on all night.”

  “Okay, get dressed and I’ll have the limo pulled up.” After Marc gets dressed, he helps me zip my dress and suddenly, I’m so sad I start crying. “Hey,” he says, pulling me close. “Kate, it’s okay, nothing is going to change. I won’t let it, I promise.”

  “I know you mean what you’re saying, I do. But last night was amazing and beautiful and now it’s over. How can things just go back to the way they were?”

  After kissing me gently on the lips, he replies, “Because we love each other enough to not let this get in the way. I know your heart belongs to someone else, baby girl. We’re good, I promise. Someday maybe that will change and this can be something we can explore because you have to admit it was off the charts hot!”

  Now I’m laughing, my emotions are a mess. “It was…I love you, Marc, so much.”

  “I love you, too, and that’s how I know this is going to be okay. Let’s get you home to face the music.”

  When the limo pulls up to my house, we share one last lingering goodbye kiss. The culmination of all our years of wanting and needing finally came to pass. This kiss is sweet but it’s not full of sparks. It’s bittersweet because a part of me deep down inside knows Marc would love me the way I deserve to be loved. If only I loved him that way, we could be happy.

  As I close the door behind me and fall to the floor, I burst into tears. Everything I’ve lost in the last few weeks crashes down on me. All the mistakes I’ve made and the decisions to come hang heavy over my broken heart. I messed up so bad last night, and even though I don’t regret what came from it…I know I’m not cut out for covering pain with pleasure.

  When Connor makes his presence known, I cry even harder. Even though he’s pissed at me, he’s still here and waiting, hoping he can help make things right in my world.

  God I love him.

  CHAPTER TWELVE

  DANIEL

  Saturday

  This morning I sent Kate flowers and asked her on a date. The past few weeks have been really awkward for us ever since I acted like a jealous fool at Vanessa’s house. I don’t know what was with me that night. All I kept thinking is that we don’t know Chad and we need to keep Vanessa and Lucas safe. In no way did I mean that to cross over in a way which seemed like I still had feelings for Vanessa.

  How could I? Every time I see Kate there are only two thoughts that cross my mind: making her my wife and making love to her. I’ve never loved someone the way I love Kate. And for that reason only, I’ve backed off a little the past few weeks. I know she’s still trying to figure things out and my feelings for her are only growing so much that if I see her, she’ll be able to tell.

  Mike has taken her out to lunch a few times, but since we’ve been swamped at work, he hasn’t seen her much, either. I’ve never seen him so happy, so in love. Maybe he’s part of the reason I’ve backed off a little, too. Watching them rekindle their friendship almost has me rooting for their reunion. Almost.

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p; Tonight, I’m going to tell her what’s been going on, why I’ve been so distant and hope that she can understand that I was not jealous of Chad. Mike and I are alternating Saturday shifts now so I’ll have all night free to be with her. Today, I’m going to hang up Lucas’s name for Vanessa now that the nursery has been painted and her labor is likely to start soon. The doctor says she can go anytime now that pre-eclampsia patients rarely go full term.

  We try to keep her sitting as much as possible, so when I get to her house, I just let myself in so she doesn’t have to get up. I’m happy to be here, but I’d rather be next door with my friends.

  “Hey, Vanessa.”

  “Hey, Daniel! I’m so excited to finish the nursery today, thanks for offering to help.” She flashes me a beautiful smile; she’s positively glowing today. Will Kate glow like that pregnant?

  “Of course, just tell me where you want them and I’ll get it all ready and take a picture and send it to you.”

  She looks confused and then it dawns on her that I don’t want her going up the stairs. “Hell no, McCormick, I’m coming up and supervising and you can’t stop me. I want to be a part of this and feel the excitement.”

  “Have you always been this determined or is it the pregnancy hormones?”

  She gives me the evil glare with her eyes but I just laugh it off.

  “Fine, you can come but I’m carrying you up the stairs.”

  “Are you kidding me? I’ll break you! I’m so fat now, it will never work.”

  She’s cute when she’s frustrated. Vanessa is a tiny thing, pre-pregnancy she probably only weighed about one hundred and ten pounds. “How much weight have you gained?”

  Immediately her hands go on her hips. “You’re not supposed to ask a woman how much she weighs!” I hope Chad has patience because this woman would try those of a saint.

  “Well, it’s a good thing I didn’t ask you how much you weigh, then. I asked you how much weight you’ve gained so far.”