"We could have at least had a nice night without this," Kate insisted.
"Ignorance is bliss?" I replied and pulled her onto my lap, her legs sideways across my body. "I don't think so. For me it's more like, 'Better a cruel truth than a comfortable illusion.'"
She laid her head on my shoulder and played with my tie, which was loose. "So much for our scene. I don't know about you, but I'm in the mood for more vodka."
"Lots more vodka," I replied.
And so, for the next hour, we toasted each other with vodka and discussed the case. Not what I had imagined for my third wedding anniversary… I had hoped that we'd make love and that I would take control of Kate's mind body and my mind.
Before we went to bed, I pulled her onto my lap, and had her straddle me, her arms slipping around his neck. We were both a bit tipsy, having done several shots each, but despite the alcohol, I was still ready at the touch and the proximity of her soft feminine body.
"I want you," I said, my voice throaty.
"I'm yours. Forever."
I took control and immediately, my body responding to the sound of submission in her voice, my cock swelling. I pushed me down onto the sofa and lay on top of her, her body soft beneath mine. I slid my fingers over her cheek, then touched the scar on her bottom lip.
"You're mine, Katherine," I said. Our eyes met and her expression was so filled with desire, it made me feel even more aroused. A moment passed between us and that bond we had when in scene took over. I became her Dom and she my sub.
I bent down to kiss her. The kiss was intense and despite being a bit drunk, we both responded like Pavlov's Dog to each other. I ran my hand over the curve of one breast, then down her side until I cupped one buttock, pulling her body against mine. I traced the upper curve of her breasts with my tongue, and she responded with a gasp. I squeezed one breast through the fabric of her dress, my finger and thumb finding her nipple and tweaking it.
She moaned, pressing her breast into my hand, her back arching.
I spread her thighs open with a knee, pulling up he
r dress around her hips, my hand pressing against her mound, a finger searching beneath her panties for her clit. She groaned when I found it and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation. Finally, when I'd worked her up enough that she was wet and thrusting against my hand, I pulled it away and instead, ground my erection against her.
"Look at me," I commanded. "Into my eyes."
She opened her eyes and stared into mine, her eyes half-lidded and filled with desire. She was more than ready.
Then, I sat up between her thighs and reached for her panties, grasping the waistband and removing them so that she was bare from the waist down.
I pressed her thighs wide open, exposing her to me and the sight of her body, wet and aroused, made me even harder.
"Nice and wet."
I stood and pulled her up as well then turned her around, pulling the shoulders of her dress down from behind. After I pushed her hair out of the way, I began kissing her shoulder, biting it as the dress fell off her body into a puddle on the floor. I slid my hands over her shoulders and around to her breasts, cupping each one briefly, squeezing them through the lacy black fabric of her bra. She leaned back, I pressed my erection hard against her buttocks.
"Spread your thighs."
She did and when my hand moved back to her slit, she couldn't help but press against it.
Finally, I turned her around and unclasped the hook of her bra, freeing her breasts, which spilled out, her nipples instantly hardening in the cool air. I looked at her, my eyes moving over her body.
"You look delicious, I'm going to eat you and lick every inch of you." I knew those words would be enough to make her body clench. "Now, it's your turn to undress me."
She stepped closer, obediently reaching for my shirt, her eyes demure while she removed it and then unbuckled my belt. My erection was pressed against my slacks, straining against the fabric. She unzipped and slid my slacks down until they fell to the floor. Beneath my slacks, I wore a pair of black boxer briefs, which she removed as well, smiling to herself as my erection sprung out, almost striking her face.
"I'm so ready for you," I murmured.
She grasped me, stroking my shaft, then cupping the head. I was so hard it almost hurt and couldn't wait for her to take me into her mouth.
"Lick me," I commanded.
She knelt and grasped me one more, pulling the head to her lips. Very slowly and very deliberately, she licked the head, tasting my salty fluid. I couldn't stop from groaning.
"Suck me."