The Billionaire’s Kitten
CHAPTER FIVE
Grayson
She’s absolutely perfect. Kitty is everything that I’d want in a fiancée. Because not only is she sweet, but she put up with my mom. Not that Rhonda’s so terrible, but she’s a mom, you know? Even as a powerful businesswoman, Rhonda still has some very mom-like qualities.
“Oh let’s look through Gray’s baby book,” Rhonda sang, pulling out a battered photo album with a teddy bear on the cover. “Come on, it’ll be fun.”
My old girlfriends, or more accurately my old fuckbuddies, would have sniffed, turning their faces away.
“No, not necessary,” they would have claimed. “Besides I have a headache, it’s the wine.”
But Kitty was nothing like that. Kitty was genuinely interested, a warm flush on her cheeks, a sparkle in her eye.
“Oh I can’t wait,” she murmured. “It’s so interesting to look into the past. And here’s Gray!” she exclaimed, eyes already fixed on the first page. It was me, as a baby, with spaghetti smeared all over my face and hair. “How cute!”
I grunted. More like I was a pain in the ass as a child, headstrong and stubborn. But hey, these qualities made me into the alpha I am today, with the conviction and confidence to run an empire. So I grinned, sipping bourbon.
“I’m sure Rhonda will tell you I was hard to raise,” I ground out. “Between getting kicked out of boarding school and getting up to no good in my free time, I wasn’t exactly the easiest child.”
Kitty turned wide eyes to me.
“But you had it in you to help a disabled friend,” she said softly. “You had it in you, you’re a good man, Grayson Channing.”
And a warm feeling of acceptance and positivity flowed over me. Because usually, I don’t need validation. I’m a hardnosed asshole, I do what I want whether or not people approve. But somehow, with this woman it was different. Every glance from her, every sweet word made my chest expand, a glow enveloping my body. I wanted her, I wanted to sample more of that sweetness, to feel it flow over me like honey.
And the time was now. We were back in my apartment after the dinner with Rhonda, alone at last.
“Thanks for taking me,” Kitty murmured shyly in the foyer. “I know it wasn’t exactly what you expected.”
“Why what did I expect?” I growled, shrugging out of my jacket. “Or more accurately, what did you expect?”
The brunette smiled through her lashes at me.
“I expected a cold, reserved dinner, something that was more along the lines of having a meal with the Queen. But your mom’s not like that at all,” she said. “Rhonda’s really nice, even if she’s the queen, with a chef, butler, and countless maids.”
I shook my head.
“That’s my mom,” I growled. “You can never predict with her. But enough about that. What about you?” I asked, eyes hot. “You ready to move on to the next part of our game?”
Kitty turned to me quickly, those brown eyes wide.
“You were serious weren’t you?” she asked in a low voice. “You’re dead serious about that.”
“About what?” I ground out. “About getting my dick in your pussy? About sampling that sweet, creamy cunt again? You betcha pretty girl, I’ve already had a taste and I’m definitely going back for more.”
The girl gasped, gaze wide, but there was arousal in those caramel eyes too. Because Kitty wanted it. Even from ten feet away, I could see how those big boobies heaved, nipples stiffening at my words.
“Oh yeah,” I ground out. “I’m gonna fuck that body good, you’re gonna come so hard your pussy’s sore tomorrow. And your ass,” I added roughly. “I’m gonna fuck that ass until it gapes and semen leaks out.”
The words were nasty, they were filthy and fucking dirty. But this is who I am. I’m a warrior who conquers and my girls bend over and take it, screaming with lust and ecstasy. And Kitty better get on the bandwagon too because I couldn’t wait any longer.
“Get naked,” I commanded harshly, voice rough. “Right now.”
“Here?” she whispered, eyes wide. “We’re not even in the bedroom yet, Gray, we’re in the hallway.”
I barked hoarsely.
“Who said I needed a bed? Do it, baby girl, before I come and do it for you.”
She gasped again, mouth open. But those small fingers obeyed. Slowly, they slid to the back and I heard the unzip of clothing. And then in one fluid moment, the silk dress dropped off her shoulders.
My heart literally stopped. I literally stopped breathing standing there staring at Kitty. Because shit, she hadn’t worn anything under that silk thing, and it was all out now. Huge white breasts beckoned to me, lush and creamy, quivering slightly. A small, poochy stomach led to generous, swinging hips, and shit, there was that slit. Pink and perfect, I wanted nothing more than to stroke that cunt and make it shiver.