(Katerina's POV)The bathroom is abandoned, and I head downstairs, then something seizes my attention to be drawn to the living room. My eyes catches the sight of the love of my life, sitting on the couch, wearing nothing but his black boxer briefs that give a stunning view of his crotch. The morning light pouring in from the vast windows sets his skin, illuminating his body gloriously well, and my breath hitches.In his hand, he has a bowl of ice cream, and he licks his spoon right in front of me in the hottest manner possible, his tongue grazing his lips after. Shocks of desire immediately race to my core, and I'm instantly wet from the hot sight in front of me."How's the ice cream?" I ask with a smile.He smirks. "Mmm, why don't you come over here and have a taste, sweetheart?"I chuckle softly, and take up his offer, approaching him closer. He scoops up some of the ice cream with the spoon, and he brings it to my mouth, my lips parting to welcome it. Then, I taste the sweet flavo
(Annabel POV)I sensed him approach before I actually heard him enter the bathroom and glanced up from my place near the faucets, reaching to turn off the water simultaneously with his entrance, a soft beguiling smile lifted up towards him. He looked exhausted ... stressed and I knew tonight would do him some much needed good. He approached and even though a part of me knew that I should wait for his command, another part of me knew he just needed me to do what I had been trained to do: take care of him.I was at his feet in an instant, gently lifting one foot and the then the other to remove his socks and shoes as he balanced himself by placing a strong hand on my head, his fingers reflexively toying with the long strands of honeyed auburn that he loved so much. Setting aside his shoes, I bent low to press a soft kiss to the top of each foot before lifting up on knees as my fingers quickly worked with the buttons on his jeans, glancing up at him with a sultry wanton smile as I began
(Annabel POV)It was one of those nights where we had been curled up on the bed together; Kaden was stretched out with his head laying against the arm and I was laying on top of him and slightly to the side with my head resting on his chest. The television was on with an old movie that we were half paying attention to. But honestly, all I could really remember was the feeling of his fingers toying in my hair and the completeness I felt laying in his arms.When he started nibbling on my neck, I couldn't help but giggle and wiggle against him right up until he whispered for me to go get a stick of butter from the refrigerator. I laughed and glanced up at him from where I was laying in his arms, knowing my eyes must have been full of unspoken questions."Butter?" I wasn't sure I had heard him correctly. But all he did was nod silently and release me.There was a myriad of questions that popped instantly into my mind: Does he eat butter raw? Is he going to rub it all over me and lick it o
His commands came softly but firmly and I obeyed even as I fought the urge to cry. I couldn't help the nervous tears that stung at my eyes as I put my face into the pillow and raised my ass higher, shifting reflexively at his demands. I tried to remember to simply breathe as a shiver ran down my spine.The prickly fingers of apprehension continued to slide over me but even so, I trusted him completely. Even when he commanded me to open my own ass for his amusement, I still trusted him. I had to turn my face some so that I could draw in deep breaths to try and calm my nerves.Still, a single low word spilled softly from my lips, "Master ..." The word was hesitant because I wanted to beg him not to do I could hear the lust in my voice, knowing that there was that part of me that wanted to experience this with him.I felt him move behind me then and my mouth dropped open in utter lust as I felt the warmth of his breath as he blew hot air over my aching cunt and then over the crack of my
(Katerina's POV)I felt him just a split second before strong arms snaked around my waist from behind. Even without turning around, I knew who it was. I could sense him ... smell him ... feel him. He was my world, My master, my mate and my husband.My fingers moved on their own accord, lifting to run slowly down his bared arms that encircled my waist ... traveling along them folded before me until my slender, dainty hands covered his rough, calloused ones.I could feel his arms tighten around me and the sense of an impending doom seemed to close in tighter and my arms, too, tightened on him. It was as if I wanted to draw him closer while I could. In that moment, I knew I had been hoping he would turn to me.My eyes closed as I felt his cheek press against my temple, the roughness of the stubble along his jaw kissing my flesh like a comforting caress. I just wanted to stand in his embrace like this forever.I'm not sure how I turned into him but I found my face buried into the crook of
(Annabel POV)His tongue darted out to tease at my cunt again, skillfully driving me over the edge of control as I moaned deeply, moving my hands to the top of his head. Curling my fingers into his dark hair, my head fell back as his soft moist lips parted. I shifted my stance, one leg flexing in an attempt to draw him closer. "Ohhh Master ... oh, please," I begged, the words spilling out as I trembled against his mouth.Before too long he stood up, licking his lips hungrily as his gaze locked with mine. He slowly smiled and simply pointed towards his desk. "Clear it off and bend over it," he commanded and I could see his eyes slowly raking over me.I had to hold on to him for a moment. My knees were suddenly weak as I felt my heartbeat quicken. Every time he changed tactics.Following the line of his pointing, my tongue draped out over my lips before I moved to carefully clear off his desk. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest as I slowly bent over it, auburn hair fanning out
(Annabel POV)Chuckling, he pressed the third bead into me quickly and with a firm {pop}, it rested in my ass as the fourth was instantly pressed to my sore, stretched rim. I cried out, burying my head against my arm as my anus was stretched. Shuddering helplessly beneath him, his chuckle sent a shiver down my spine even as my ass seemed to push back for more.My arms were sore and aching from reaching back to hold my cheeks open as I groaned helplessly, "Don't stop ... please Master!" But even as I begged, a part of me wanted this part over with ... but then again, a part of me wanted even more.He pushed the fourth bead against me slower this time. I knew he loved to see me quake in the mixture of both helpless need and the pain of being stretched again to take the bead. With another pop, it nestled into my tight bud, pushing the others an inch and a half deeper."One more Baby," he encouraged me but I managed to glance back and catch the grin on his face as he added, "But you're st
(Katerina's POV)Kol had hardly had a moment to breathe much less any time to really pay attention to or dote on me ever since he had gotten back from vacation. Vacation … what kind of break is that if it causes your whole life to turn upside down once you return home? Now he stays busy, don't get me wrong; he works way more than eight hours a day. In fact, there are most days that he isn't even finished with work until around eight in the evening and even then he has to make himself stop. But lately, he hadn't even been able to do that and it was beginning to take its toll. I missed him … desperately.I'm not a whiner or complainer; I'm really not. What difference would it make anyway? I, after a while, can't help but wonder if he even thinks about me during these longs hours and days that I don't even get a chance to curl up at his feet. It hurts so much that I can feel it welling up in my chest like a hurtful lump that I can't swallow past.But one day I couldn't take it any more
"I couldn't do it," she whimpered in abject misery. "I couldn't do it. I'm so sorry I couldn't do it.""Shhh," I shushed her soothingly. "I know you tried your best."Bleary eyed, she turned to look up at me. "If I did, would it change the way you feel about me?"I gave her a reassuring smile and began to say the same thing I'd said to her last night. "I told you: I won't love you any le-"I stopped as I was suddenly seized with the sense that I was about to make a huge mistake. I remembered what Sam had said to me the last time I'd said those words, complaining that I wasn't listening.But I was listening now, and I realized that last night I'd gotten everything backwards. So instead, I tilted her face to look up at me and stated evenly, "Deep-throating me isn't going to make me love you more. I don't need you to do something like that... or even have sex with me... to try and make me think of you as 'my favorite'. You can't buy my love with a blowjob. I care a great deal about you a
I arched an eyebrow. "Never really thought of myself as 'gorgeous'.""Why do you think we've all been rubbing ourselves all over you for the past few years? It's not because you're ugly." Sam reached up and traced my cheek with her fingertips. "It's in your eyes, really. The intensity of your stare when you look at us with such... heat."I started to look at her with heat in my eyes, thinking about all the things I'd done to her last night... Thinking of all the things I could be doing to her right now. But I took a deep breath and forced myself to once again be patient, to think rationally instead of hormonally."But what changed?" I asked. "You've been attracted to me for a long time, you say. What was different about last night?"Sam sighed and stared back into her lap. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said quietly, "Maybe I should just go home.""Sam...""This wasn't a good idea.""You can't dodge this forever. And you don't have an excuse that you need to beat your pa
I nodded, and she nodded, and a long silence fell over both of us. We smiled at each other, unsure of what to say. And after the silence started to become a little awkward, only then did we seem to remember our nudity."I did NOT expect to have this conversation today," I finally said, a little embarrassed."Me neither. But..." She popped her eyebrows and gave me a hopeful smile. "I know this hasn't been the most 'uber sexy' conversation, but would it be too weird for me to say I'd still like to take another shot at this sex thing?"I raised my eyebrows. "You sure?""I don't want to go to bed tonight still a... Well I guess I'm not technically a virgin anymore, but I still don't feel like I've earned my woman card."I smiled but held up a finger. "You're letting me go down on you this time, no arguments.""Not arguing.""Maybe I shoulda bought some lube." I suddenly grimaced and rubbed my temple as if I could physically scrub away the thought that had just popped into my mind."What?"
Belle snorted and gave me a look of disbelief. "You really think I wanted all that? I love you, Matty, and I always will. But I never wanted a fancy romantic date. The six of us girls may be eagerly climbing all over your body exploring everything physical pleasure has to offer, but none of us is going to date you. The BTC will survive you fucking the shit out of Sam. The BTC will survive you having sex with me. It will NOT survive you becoming someone's actual boyfriend. I told you before: I'm not breaking up the BTC for us.""Then...?"Belle pulled my hands out of her shirt and sweatpants, twisted around in my embrace, and got to her knees. She leaned forward to kiss me gently before sitting back on her heels. And then she reached down to grab the hem of her t-shirt and swiftly whipped it over her head. Her bra had been dislodged, exposing her right boob, but she unclasped it and tossed it to join the shirt. And then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her sweatpants and sta
"Yeah, I'll bet she was soooo torn up about it," Belle scoffed. "You know she DID say that one time it wouldn't be such a stretch for her to fuck you just so she could be your favorite.""I don't think that's what was going through her mind. I mean, I DID ask her why she did it, but she looked at the clock and said we had to hurry home.""Convenient."I sighed. "I thought so, too. She dodged the question. But at the same time, I genuinely believe that she doesn't know why she did it. It was an impulsive decision. Ten seconds earlier, she'd been bawling her eyes out over her inability to deep-throat me even though I told her it wasn't a big deal. Maybe having sex with me was her way of... making it up to me? Something like that."Belle looked at me skeptically. "She couldn't deep-throat you, so she figured she'd give you her pussy instead?""I know it sounds crazy, but it's the best explanation I've got."Belle pursed her lips and sighed, looking thoughtful. She started shaking her hea
"Language, please, Matthew," Mother interrupted.I sighed and tried again. "Why does everybody assume I have to be having sex with the girls to be friends with them? I'm NOT.""Well, you're apparently fucking Sam."I popped my eyebrows at Mother's use of the f-word. It told me she was dead serious. Or she was messing with me. I couldn't actually tell. Pursing my lips, I said defensively, "That's different.""Are you in love with her?""With Sam? No." I shook my head. "We're friends.""'Friends' don't spend three out of four nights alone together, having sex or... or whatever you two were doing to each other before tonight."I buried my face in my hands. "I canNOT believe I'm having this conversation with my mother.""Is she going to become your girlfriend?""No.""Do you intend to keep having sex with her?""I don't know! We didn't plan on last night happening! It just... I mean..." My shoulders sagged. "Things got out of control, annnnd we didn't really have time to talk about it bec
Closing her eyes, Sam held up a finger and grimaced. She exhaled slowly, opened her eyes again, and said, "I know that we need to talk about this, but I really don't have the time right now. I've GOT to beat them home.""Don't deflect.""I promise we'll talk later, okay?""There's still plenty of time to-""Matty, please?" She stared at me, her eyes begging me to drop it, and all thoughts of pressuring her any further evaporated. Something incredibly momentous had happened between us, life-altering really, and I was desperate to understand why. But my relationship with Sam - with all the BTC girls, really - had been built on me never pushing them beyond what they were comfortable with. And I couldn't bring myself to push her on this, either.With a sigh, I nodded my agreement silently, and Sam immediately vaulted off my bed and to start hunting around for her clothes. I watched the way those big naked tits wobbled as she hunched over and bent to grab first her dress and then her corse
Without a word of warning or request, Sam elevated her body, notched my cockhead at the entrance to her pussy, and sank herself down.My jaw dropped.My eyes went WIDE.My hips jerked UP.Sam moaned, tilted her face to the right, and mashed her lips against mine.And then she MOVED.Wrapping both arms around my head, Sam yanked my face down into her prodigious cleavage as she started to fuck me. I felt my cheeks getting squished by her massive mammaries, a constant up-and-down motion as she rose and fell in my lap with rhythmic intensity.And my cock? Holy crap I can't even properly describe what was happening to my cock. Adjectives fail to properly define how it felt to be inside my very first pussy. Tight? Yes. Wet? Hell yes. AMAZEBALLS? Hell fucking yes. And yet so much more.'Sex is fucking amazing!!' I thought to myself.'Why the fuck did I ever wait this long?!?''I shoulda dropped the entire BTC in a fucking heartbeat and just slammed it into Holly when I had the chance!'Okay,
"Oh, my fucking GAWD..." I moaned rapturously, and Sam's smile lit up the room with both pride and delight at my reaction.Even though her makeup had been messed up a little, her hair was still sexy and I loved the way her dangling silver earrings framed her face. She wore a strapless, black lace corset top that lifted and separated her huge breasts so that they almost appeared spherical. I tugged her satiny dress past her hips and down to the floor, revealing a matching garter belt to go with her thigh-high lace stockings. She stepped out of the satiny material and waited for me to remove her skyscraper heels, since I had my hands on her left shoe. But with a bit of a smile, I pulled my hands away and left the heels alone. "Wouldn't want your bootcamp training to go to waste," I murmured with a smile.Still kneeling before her, I ran my hands up Sam's stockings and around to cup her juicy buttcheeks, using my grip to tug her crotch forward so I could inhale her sweet scent and take a