by Shaw Hart
Stella blinks her big green eyes up at me, pleading with me to give her what she needs.
“I wish I could fuck you right here on this desk, Princess.”
Stella’s moans grow louder and I lean down, whispering in her ear.
“You have to keep quiet, Princess. I’ll lose my mind if anyone hears you moaning my name in here. If anyone hears you coming, I’ll kill them.”
I grind my hips down against hers, thrusting in short movements as I watch Stella’s eyes roll back in her head. She’s moaning around my hand and I lean down, pulling my shirt away from her shoulder and biting down. Stella screams then and I do my best to muffle the sounds as I continue to rock against her.
Once I’m sure that she’s finished, I move my hand away from her. Stella’s eyes are glazed over and a blush rides high on her cheeks. My cock is still hard, a stiff length pressing incessantly against the fly of my jeans.
I stand up, adjusting myself in my pants before I help Stella off of the desk. She brushes her hair back from her face, smoothing out her clothes. Her face is still flushed and her hair is mussed in the back. She’s wearing my shirt and it hangs off her shoulder. The bite mark that I left on her flashes at me and another spurt of precum leaks into my boxers. I love seeing my mark on her and soon she’s going to be wearing a different kind of mark. A ring on her finger and my baby growing in her belly.
Stella gets herself straightened out before she looks back up at me. Her eyes are still hazy with lust and I’ve never seen her look more gorgeous. I want to see this look on her face every day. Stella looks away from me, taking in the mess that we made. I kneel down before she can and scoop up the paperwork that fell on the floor. I try to straighten everything out as best I can before I stack it back up on the desk behind her.
I look up and see that Stella is still watching me but now she has a weird look on her face. I don’t like that I can’t read this new look and I want to ask her what she’s thinking but she cuts me off before I can.
“Hey, Kit… I promise that I’m a hard worker and I know this doesn’t look good on my first day on the job but….um…”
I wrap my arms around Stella, holding her against me. She tries to avoid my eyes and I reach up, gripping her chin and forcing her to meet my eyes.
“What is it, Princess?”
“Will you do something for me?” She blurts out.
“I’d do anything for you, Princess. You just have to name it.”
“Will you take me home?”
Chapter Eleven
Stella
It’s a little before noon when Kit takes my hand and practically sprints with me out of the gym and back to his truck. He buckles me into the truck before he slides in beside me and fires up the truck. We pull out of the lot, heading home when Kit suddenly swerves into a local pizza joint parking lot.
“What are you doing?” I cry.
“We’re going to need our energy.” He replies and my legs clench together as I picture what we’re going to be using all of our energy doing.
“Be right back.” Kit says, kissing me quickly before he jogs into the pizza parlor.
He’s back a couple of minutes later with a couple of boxes and he passes them to me before we head home. We never got around to eating those donuts so I flip open the lid to one box, eating my first slice before I hold one out for Kit to eat. We each polish off two slices before Kit pulls into the garage. He lifts me out of the truck and we toss the boxes on the counter before Kit carries me up the stairs and into our bedroom.
His lips meet mine as he lays me down on the bed. My hands find their way under his shirt and I slowly tug it up. We break apart and Kit tugs his shirt off while my hands drop down to his jeans. I fight with the buckle, desperate to get him naked and inside of me already. My fingers tear at his jeans until I get them unbuttoned and unzipped. I push on his jeans and boxers and Kit gets the memo, taking over and kicking them both off.
My eyes scan over his body, taking in his strong muscles and long limbs. His cock is hard and sticking straight up. His dick is long, reaching almost to his belly button and thick. For the hundredth time today, I wonder how I’m going to fit him inside of me.
Kit’s hands go to my clothes and he pulls his shirt over my head, tossing it to the side before he slides my jean shorts down my legs. I’m left in just my bra and panties and I lean back on the bed, letting Kit look his fill. His eyes are dark, filled with hunger as they trail over me. I reach behind me, fiddling with the bra clasp and unhooking it before I sit up and let the straps slide down my arms. I drop my bra on the ground and look up at Kit from under my eyelashes.
“You are breathtaking, Princess.” Kit whispers as his eyes look lovingly over my naked body.
He puts a knee on the bed next to my hip and climbs up until he’s hovering over me. His lips meet mine as his hands slide over my body. He reaches down and grabs my hands, pulling them up and pinning them to the bed above my head. His finger traces down, over my curves, as he learns all of my favorite spots. He moves slow, tracing first his fingers over me before he follows the same path with his mouth. He’s driving me out of my mind as he moves lower down my neck and over my chest.
Every time I try to reach out and touch his body in return he grabs my hands and pins them back above my head. I let out a moan when he wraps his lips around one of my nipples, giving it a light bite before soothes it with his tongue. He drops his hands and wraps them around each of my boobs, plumping them up for his mouth to feast on. I move my hands down, trying to wrap them around his hard length where it presses into my hip. I growl when, once again, Kit grabs my hands and pins them above my head.
“Kit! Please. I want to touch you too.” I beg.
“Let me worship you first, Princess. I’m desperate for you and I need to make sure that you have at least one orgasm before I let you touch me, ok.”
I want to fight him but I can see how close to the edge he is when I look up into his face.
“Just lay back and let me love you.”
I know that he needs to be in control right now and so I lay back, pushing my hands into the mattress so that he can see my intentions.
His hands go back to my breasts and his lips wrap around my nipples. He plays with them, licking and sucking and biting until they’re red and puffy. They’re so sensitive that I have a feeling I could come if he simply blew across them. His fingers pinch and roll the stiff peaks as his head dips lower and he kisses his way down my stomach and closer to my center.
He shoulders my legs apart and settles between them while his hands trail down my sides to land on my hips. He spreads his forearm across my stomach, pinning me to the mattress while his other hand comes down to my lower lips. Using two fingers in a v motion, he spreads them wide and I try to squirm as I feel his warm breath fan over me. He groans as he sees how soaked my core is and a blush spreads across my cheeks and down to the tops of my breasts. I hold my breath as I wait to see what Kit will do next.
I don’t have to wait long.
Kit leans in and spears his tongue between my lips, licking me in one long, slow, movement. His tongue reaches my clit and he jiggles the ball of nerves, back and forth, over and over again before he wraps his lips around the hard nub and sucks it into his mouth. My back arches, my tits pushing high to the ceiling as Kit buries his face between my thighs and eats me with so much hunger that I can barely stand it. His tongue runs up and down my seam, exploring the wet flesh as his fingers continue to hold me open for him.
My cries of pleasure grow louder and I writhe against his mouth as he drives me higher and higher towards my peak. Kit reaches down, slowly pushing two of his thick fingers into me. The bite of pain mixed with the pleasure sends me flying and I come with a shout. I can’t keep my hands above my head any longer and I reach down, holding Kit’s face to my pussy as I rock my hips and grind my pussy against his face. Kit moans as more and more of my cream pours out and rubs along his mouth and chin.
When my orgasm has finally
finished and I come down from my high, I collapse against the mattress and try to catch my breath. Kit places one more kiss on my clit and I jerk at the sensation, still so sensitive from everything he just did to me. Kit slides up my body, stopping to kiss each of my breasts before his lips come down on mine. I can taste myself on him and I moan at the erotic flavor.
“Kit…” I moan, begging him for more.
Kit lines himself up with my entrance and my legs wrap around his waist, trying to pull him closer to me, inside of me. My fingers dig into his shoulders, pulling him down to me. He pushes the tip inside of me and I mewl at the feeling, wanting all of him.
“I know, Princess. I’ve got you. I’m going to give you what you want but Princess… I don’t want anything between us. I want to take you bare. Ok?”
I know that this is wrong, that I could get pregnant and that should probably scare me but the idea of having Kit’s baby doesn’t fill me with fear. Instead, it sends a fresh wave of liquid gushing between my legs. I know that Kit will always take care of me and I’m surprised to realize that I want to have that with him. I want everything with Kit.
“You like the idea of me taking you bare, Princess? You want me to fill you up with my seed? Plant my baby in your belly?” He purrs as he sinks another inch inside of me.
“Yes!” I shout as my hips try to rise up off the bed.
“Fuck.” Kit moans as he slides another inch inside of me.
He’s at my barrier now and my body starts to tense as I anticipate the pain.
“Relax, Princess. I’ll take care of you.”
I take a deep breath, letting it out slowly before I look up at Kit, giving him a small nod. His lips meet mine in a kiss before he licks down my neck. Like the other times that we have fooled around, he bites me where my shoulder and neck meet and as his teeth bite down, he thrusts into me. His cock fills me fully and I barely notice the sting of pain when Kit slips his fingers between us to play with my clit.
When I start to moan at what his fingers are doing to me, Kit takes that as his signal to move. He pulls out slowly, sliding back in just as slow. He continues the same thrusts over and over until we figure out a rhythm. Then the pace picks up and soon Kit is pounding into me. A thin sheen of sweat coats our bodies, helping us slide against each other. My body starts to race toward another peak and my shouts start to get louder as Kit continues to thrust into me. Kit’s own groans grow louder as his thrusts start to turn sloppy.
I know that Kit is waiting until I come before he lets go and I can’t wait until I finally get to see my man come again. I want to know what it feels like when he comes deep inside of me. My legs tighten around his waist and my back bows off the bed as Kit rubs against my clit and I fall over the edge into oblivion. I call out Kit’s name, over and over, as my pussy clamps down on his hard length and I come all over him. He roars above me and then I can feel him as he finds his own release. He holds himself still deep inside of me as he goes off and feeling him coming has another baby orgasm rolling through my body.
I shudder under Kit as we both come down from our orgasms. Kit wraps his arms under me, rolling us until I’m sprawled on top of him. His hands smooth up and down my back as we cuddle together and soon I can feel as his release starts to spill out of me. Kit rolls me onto my side and just like this morning, he reaches up and pushes his come back inside of me. I moan at the feeling, loving that Kit seems to want me pregnant just as much as I do.
Once Kit is satisfied that I have enough of him inside of me he kisses me and then slips out of bed. I watch his firm ass as he crosses the room and heads downstairs. He’s back a minute later with the boxes of pizza and I laugh when he tosses the boxes onto the end table, grabbing a slice before he slips into bed beside me. Kit cradles me against his chest before he brings the slice of pizza to my mouth. He feeds me two slices and a breadstick before he feeds himself.
I wait until he’s finished eating before I turn in his arms and straddles his legs.
“I want round two now.” I say as I kneel over his growing erection.
“Anything you want, Princess. It’s yours.” He says as his hands grip my hips and he slowly lowers me down onto him.
I start to rock against him and soon we’re both lost in each other once again.
Chapter Twelve
Kit
I wake up to Stella’s naked body sprawled across the top of mine. My cock is stiff between our naked bodies and I want nothing more than to sink into my Princess again but I’m sure that she’s sore from all of our lovemaking yesterday and last night. I need to take better care of my Princess; I think as I slip out from under her. I decide to get started by bringing her breakfast in bed and I give her one last kiss on the forehead before I pull on some boxers and pad down the stairs.
Today is Sunday and the gym is open but not until noon so we don’t have to go anywhere until then. I check the clock as I pull out a frying pan and see that it’s only 9 am. I open my fridge and check the ingredients. I don’t have much and I add grocery shopping to my to do list for today. I have enough for scrambled eggs and toast though and I’m just pulling those things out when I hear my Princess’s soft footsteps come up behind me.
I turn around, wrapping her up in my arms and pulling her into me. My hands run down her body and I can tell that she’s wearing nothing but my t-shirt.
“What are you doing up, Princess? I was going to bring you breakfast in bed.”
“I woke up and you were gone.” She says with a slight pout on her face.
I kiss her quickly. “Why don’t you head back to bed and I’ll bring you breakfast in a minute?”
“I want to stay down here with you. I’ve been in that bed too much the last couple of days.”
“One of these days…” I say with a sigh as I boost her up and sit her on the kitchen counter.
“One of these days what?” She asks, poking me with her toe when I turn to start the eggs.
“One of these days you’re going to let me spoil you, Princess.”
“You’ve been spoiling me since the day we met!” She says with a laugh.
I just shake my head, a smile stretching across my face.
“Scrambled eggs ok?”
“I’m actually in the mood for something else…”
“What’s that Princess? You name it and I’ll make sure that you get it.”
“You.” Stella says with a seductive purr.
I turn around, facing her then.
“Aren’t you sore, Princess?”
When she hesitates, I have my answer. I walk over to her, stepping between her legs. She wraps her arms around my neck, pulling my mouth down to meet hers. She pushes her tongue past my lips as her fingers try to push my boxers out of the way. I grab her hands, pinning them behind her back. She pulls away, pouting at me.
“I need you, Kit.” She begs and I’m powerless to tell her no.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Princess, but I’ll give you what you need.”
I lean Stella back on the kitchen counter and she looks down her body, watching as I slip my shirt up higher. I slip it up above her full tits.
“You hold this up for me, alright Princess.” I order.
She nods, her hands wrapping around the bunched up fabric and keeping it held above her boobs for me. I take both of her tits in my hands, molding the soft mounds as I lean down and take one of the stiff peaks into my mouth. I learned all of the ways that Stella likes me to touch her last night and I use them now until Stella is moaning and squirming on the counter. Her knuckles are white where she grips the shirt and her eyes are closed tight.
I pop off one nipple, looking down at my handiwork. Her nipples are puffy and wet from my mouth and a nice flush is covering her face and neck. I stand up straight, staring down at my Princess as she waits for me to give her what she needs. My eyes stay locked on hers as I slowly kneel between her spread legs. My new position puts me eye level with her heavenly center and I use my thumbs on either side of
her pussy to spread her wide. Stella rests her heels on the counter, opening herself even wider to me and I moan as I see her drenched cunt.
I can’t hold myself back any longer so I lean in, burying my face in her soft folds. I lick and suck along her center, dipping my tongue into her snug hole and using my tongue to lick up all of her cream. My thumb moves north, circling around her swollen clit before I press down on the hard nub, rolling it under my thumb. I bring my other thumb down to her back entrance and tease around the puckered hole. Stella’s hips buck at the foreign feeling and as soon as I push my thumb in just a little, she goes off like a rocket. I continue to hold one thumb just inside her ass while my other rubs her clit and my tongue continues to fuck her tight pussy.
Stella’s feet slide off the counter and I help her sit up. She rests her head against my shoulder as she catches her breath and all I want to do is hold her in my arms and tell her how much I love her. I’m afraid that will just scare her off though so I do the next best thing. I make her scrambled eggs and sit her in my lap, feeding her bites while she leans back against my chest. Hearing her contented sigh has my heart flipping over in my chest.
“Are you up to going to the gym for a couple of hours? I gave Claire the day off so she could go to a wedding so I have to run the front desk for a couple of hours.”
“Yeah, I wanted to get started organizing the office anyways. I kind of left before I even started yesterday and I don’t want my boss to get mad and fire me.” She teases, winking at me over her shoulder.
“You could take a nap in the office every day and he wouldn’t fire you, Princess.”
She laughs at that but I hope that she knows that it’s the truth.
“When do we have to leave?” She asks, pulling her hair up and tying it in a messy bun on top of her head.
With her hair up like that, I can see all of the marks that I left on her last night. Seeing them, all I can picture is leaving even more on her, in places that only I get to see.
