Thank fuck it’s not broken. It just got trained.
Seems like all I needed was a strong-enough woman to educate the monstrous fucking thing.
I let Kat sink into me, finally letting that hard, cold feeling go.
She’s here.
She’s mine.
She’s not going anywhere, and neither am I.
20
Katrina
The cool wind is streaming through my hair as Will handles the convertible on the turns.
I can’t stop leaning over to kiss and taste his neck—that spot just under the point of his jaw is so salty. He loves it when I sneak my tongue up behind his ear and nip at the lobe with my teeth.
He’s taking me out to Lake Michigan for some kind of surprise.
Every now and then, we glance at each other at the same time and grin like teenagers.
There’s such an energy about the day. I know it’s coming from us, that we feel confident and free and somehow brand new.
I can’t keep control of myself.
Will keeps grinning at me, and his eyes look bright and easy. There’s still a hint of hungry wolf there, but he’s not a lone wolf now.
Just sitting this close to him makes me burn.
If I don’t think about it, I can still feel the humming in my clit and a deep ache further down, but if I let go and think about it, I start getting wet just deliciously, and then I can’t stop it.
My mind is overloaded with Will, all our memories so far and those to come.
His hot, generous mouth between my legs, long fingers stroking my thighs, gripping my shoulders, and grabbing my ass.
And how could I not mention the sex in the shower last night when we got inventive with the bath oil?
Will slows a little as we hit a smaller road, and I lean over and play with his belt.
I hear him chuckling.
“Can’t you wait, babe?”
“Fuck no. I have to taste it.”
He laughs but doesn’t stop the car.
I get his pants open, and a massive smile cracks my face as that giant cock pops right out to meet me.
“Hello there,” I whisper.
“Are you talking to my cock?”
“Shhh! This is a private conversation.”
“You know, Kat, I wanted to wait ‘til we got to the lake. I have something important to say.”