Mister Distraction (Distraction #2) (30 page)

The drive home was a blur mixed with visions of stoplights and country roads. I spoke about earlier when I thought she ran from me. Everything I said was from the heart, but I was in a daze and the whole conversation seemed like a dream. Katarina’s indifferent words were the only things that snap me out of my clouded brain.

“There are things you don’t know about me, things I don’t want to talk about. I know I can’t stay here forever, as much as I want to. I eventually have to go home. I don’t want to hurt you when I do.”
Bullshit
. I knew everything I needed to know about my princess, and if she did leave, it would kill me, and she should have already known that.
How could she walk away?
I jerked the car to the side of the road, quickly breaking her from her thoughts and words. She just told me I heard her even in my fog I was her favorite person, and seconds later she was giving me the middle finger on her way out. I calmed my ragged breathing before I spoke.

“I just ask that you never leave me without saying goodbye.” My eyes held every warning not to leave me without discussing it first. She was impossible to intimidate, but the scared rabbit was starting to appear. Her head slowly bobbed. “Please, don’t leave without saying goodbye. Promise me.” Her large blue eyes held so much pain, and I flashed back to the day at the ice cream parlor when I first tried to get her attention. My breathing stopped and I tried to swallow, but my mind’s eye was opened to her painful past and I couldn’t make anything function. A slow tear ran down her cheek and she nodded.

“There was so much darkness before you. I can’t go back to that. So until you leave, you are my angel.” I leaned over and lightly caressed her cheek, wiping away the lone tear. I had the urge to taste it, but shook my head at the thought. I broke eye contact and pulled out onto the road. “You are mine,” I whispered, “
my
light.”

I pulled up the driveway, and Bo’s joyful body came running out of the side of the house. He ditched me and greeted Katarina, which made me laugh. I opened her door and lifted her from the tall vehicle, setting her on the ground. Bo almost knocked her over, but an adorable giggle escaped her lips and she bent over, whispering praises into his ears as she scratched his back.

“Do you have pets?” I asked, mainly because of how natural she was around him. She smiled up at me as she stood and smoothed her tiny black dress down.

“Never. Bo is my first.”
Holy hell
. That innocent comment made me hard instantly. I almost sprinted to the front door after that, but not my princess. She had a peaceful, less urgent way of climbing the steps and petting Bo. I wanted to scoop her into my arms, or better yet, flip her over my shoulder and dart to the bedroom, but I waited as she enjoyed every detail of her journey inside my house. She slipped her heels off at the front door and bent down to pick them up. Her hand slid up the banister as she took each step slowly. It was seriously killing me. My cock throbbed as I watched her thighs press against each other as she swayed up the stairs. Her breasts were calling to me to free them from their tight hold as she gingerly wandered to my bedroom. That would be the last time she walked anywhere; if I could, I would carry her instead. That was a promise I made to myself. She was on a sexy fucking stroll. I moved to the bathroom once she cleared my bedroom door, and ran the bath. I spun around to face my beauty. Her mouth curved in the corners, and she reached around to unzip her dress. And that was my cue.

“Let me.” I buried my nose in her neck and inhaled. I unzipped her, savoring every bit of trust she had in me. The dress slid down her body after it was completely unzipped, and I freed her breasts next. My fingers itched to touch them, but I wanted her naked for me first. My hands slipped under the lacy sides of her panties and I bent down,
moving my hands in one swift motion, and she stepped out of them. I stood behind her and claimed her breasts first, kneading and exploring every centimeter. Her nipples were hard and tight, and her whole body was moving into my hands to give those ready nipples more attention. My fingers took charge, rolling and pinching them as I kissed her neck all the way down to her collarbone. I pulled away to shut off the bathwater, and her breathless voice broke the silence.

“What part did you miss most tonight while you were at the club? Was it the sex in front of people, the bondage, or the variety of women?” I froze, instantly frustrated. My past would always haunt her. There was no way around it. I had opened my heart earlier, letting her in. I thought I made it crystal clear she was the reason I left. She was my light. She was dwelling, and I didn’t do dwelling. I needed to teach her the past was the past, and to leave it there. I inhaled deeply, squeezing my eyes shut, reminding myself of her innocence. This was getting exhausting. I made my lips smile when I turned her toward me.

“Actually, with you there with me, I didn’t miss any of it.” I studied her as the words left my lips, and before I could finish, she was covering her body, protecting it from me. She was shutting me out. I took a large step forward, trying hard to recover.

“You are always on my mind. I find you so attractive. I want different things from you. I feel different things with you, but I didn’t miss any of those things you mentioned tonight.”
Shit, I was rambling
. Her eyes were growing empty. I needed to connect with her soon, and I only knew one way—through seduction. She was powerless to my techniques and my body. I held the power in these areas, and I controlled her wants and needs. I was in charge, whether she knew it or not.

I unbuttoned my shirt, and her eyes fell from mine to my hands, and then to the floor with my shirt. I gradually undid the button to my slacks and watched her face. Her tongue snaked out and moistened her lips. She was so incredibly sexy.

“Stay still. I need to pleasure you this time.” My pants fell to the ground, and so did her arms from her chest. I bent over and retrieved my slacks, pulling a condom from my pocket before folding them and setting them on the counter.

“It’s like a magic show. What else do you have in there?” There she was.
I’ll show her magic
. My hands reached out at that thought and I drew her close with a tug. I pivoted our smashed bodies into the counter next to us. My goal was so close I could taste it.

“You put it on.” I wanted her hands on me. She snatched it, giving me a naughty smile. She tore it open, and with tentative, light hands, she attempted to cover me. I grabbed her hand and her head whipped to mine. I thought I was going to blow my load right then. I picked her up and set her on the counter, right on top of my slacks. I didn’t want her to be cold. There were things I needed to do before I fucked her. I pushed her knees up and turned her legs out. She was fully exposed to me, and it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I needed to teach her to masturbate like this.

“I love the way you look. You are so pure and clean.” I was curious if she was as turned on as I was. I slid my fingers over her mound, luxuriating in the texture of her smooth skin. I kneeled down on my knees, giving her all the power. It was a first for me, to bow before any woman. I looked up at her, and her wide, blue eyes full of innocence told me I picked the right woman to surrender to. I could taste her through my nose before my lips ever grazed her, and she was my new favorite dessert. I spread her bare lips to examine her more closely. Her clit was enlarged and almost completely out of its shell. I lapped at the smooth, silky texture on both sides of her swollen nub, taking in the lips and circling her channel with the tip of my tongue. She was so wet; her crème layered my tongue as I swept it around her entrance. She was losing herself. Her moans filled the bathroom, echoing off the granite walls. I slid two fingers inside her, readying her pussy for my urgent entry. I needed her to know the impact she had on me. I bent my fingers, twisted, and pumped, and Katarina’s muscles began to tighten around my plunging fingers. I withdrew and positioned my cock between her legs. My throbbing head sent the message, ‘It’s a go.’ She gazed up at me, her sex-filled eyes crying out to be taken, and I only wanted to make her happy. I picked her up and pressed her against the bathroom’s granite-tiled wall, leaning over to whisper in her ear, “I am going to give you everything. I promise.”

Then I impaled her ferociously, and she squealed immediately. “That’s right, babe. You are going to scream a lot with me, but I have a feeling you’ll love every second.” Her tight, lava-hot canal squeezed my cock like the softest vise and I almost came. I buried my face in her hair and inhaled. This was my favorite place, right here, right now. We belonged to each other.

“My perfect Katarina, you are so tight. Our bodies fit seamlessly together. You feel so good.” A moan finished my statement. I was going to savor it this time. I pulled out slowly, resisting the urge to thrust back inside her. Instead, I gritted my teeth and eased in, feeling every muscle in her body tense. I was curious how long I could keep this pace up before she would beg me to drill her harder. I grazed her neck and jawline with my tongue and teeth as I slowly rolled my hips, leisurely penetrating her. The noise from our bodies created an echo of slapping and slurping sounds. Her nails gripped my shoulder and dug in—that one, raw plea breaking my control. My instinctive desire took over and I frantically pounded her, my rhythm fast and my thrusting practically nailing her to the wall. I eyed her carefully and her blues were heated. She loved this. My princess liked pain—another reason we belonged together. I kept my pace, and I knew she would never be the same after this. I created a need inside her, a need that only I could fill. I slid my hand down her sweaty body and placed it on her clit. I adjusted my body so the rubbing would intensify her pleasure. Her boobs bounced with each branding of my cock and her eyes closed as a long and loud groan filled the bathroom. It was the sexiest fucking thing I had ever witnessed. Her snug pussy gripped my cock and everything felt good all at once. I leaned over and brushed against her nipples, and as soon as she inhaled I took her mouth, wanting to be everywhere inside her at once. This was love for me, to be completely consumed by someone else, never wanting the moment to end. Her hands gripped my hair, and her tongue dove into my mouth with the same urgency as my thrusting. I felt a familiar pull from my core and the bottom of my scrotum cramp slightly, and with another deep thrust, I released my come. My fingers tingled, my eyes fluttered, and I am pretty sure I cursed loudly. I buried my face in the crook of her neck and breathed in heavily, my manhood
still twitching inside her. My mind flashed to all the places in the house I could bury my dick inside her. This was a new mission for me. I lifted her off me slowly and set her on the ground, and I smiled because…well, I had just fucked her that was why. I removed the warm condom and tossed it in the trash.

“That was really nice,” I said on a sigh. Her face beamed at my somewhat sappy words.

“Maybe we can do it again,” I added. My palm slowly slid down her arm until our fingers were laced together. Her smiling blue eyes had a just-fucked glow and I grinned bigger, goofier, knowing I had put that look there. I would put that look there again. “Soon,” I said out loud as I tugged on her hand and stepped into the tub. She sat across from me, and I couldn’t help but wonder if she would want to do it again before bed. I flashed her my panty-dropping grin, which was comical because she wasn’t wearing any.

“You think I am that easy?” It was scary how she could tap into my brain. My mouth fell open to defend myself and she splashed soapy water at me, causing me to swallow it.
Yuck
. I grabbed her foot and yanked her under. She disappeared and came up laughing.
Damn
, I loved that sound. I hooked my arm around her waist and tugged her towards me, her back to my front. My arms wrapping tightly around her middle, and I hugged her as if it was something I did every day. Her voice broke in on my thoughts.

“Will you let me take you somewhere tomorrow?” She leaned into me, and I couldn’t help feeling that she was my other half.

“Anywhere.” I nuzzled closer to her neck, kissing my way down to the spot between her neck and her shoulder—
my spot
. Her body trembled in mine and then she broke out into giggles. She wiggled, trying to get out of my hold, but there was no place I would rather her be.

“I love that sound, when you laugh,” I whispered in her ear, enjoying a little too much how much control I had over her. She giggled again and my cock twitched at the sound. She was pressed firmly against me, and her wiggling was torture.

“Stop! It tickles, and I am not used to that feeling.” That made me very happy. I loved knowing no one else had ever been this close to her.
She was mine, a virgin in every way. I was going to show her all of her firsts: first time in the bathtub, first time in the kitchen, first time in my pool, first time…I stood up, stepping out of the tub rock-hard again. All the talk of deflowering my Katarina had me uncomfortably ready to do just that. I helped her out and handed her a white towel. I wanted to dry her, but I had my hands full, literally. She stood, proud of her body, and toweled herself off in sections before wrapping the towel around her hair and flinging it on top of her head.

“You’re really sexy, you know that?” I was amazed at my shy princess, standing naked in front of me. Her beautiful curves were calling out to be touched…and mauled.

“As long as you think so, that’s all that matters.” She was fucking right about that. I was all that mattered. And as I had previously threatened, I tossed her over my shoulder and strutted to bed. I flung her on the bed and turned off the lights. She was too busy crawling under the covers to notice my raging hard-on. I climbed onto the bed, pulling her into my arms in one swift move.

“Katarina, you’re my favorite person too.” I snuggled as close to her as physically possible, entangled my body with hers, and fell asleep.

I awoke early in the morning. I felt the bed shift, and I wanted to catch her in the act of leaving. I quickly rolled over and flipped the switch on my nightstand lamp, and flipped back over. She was curled up in the fetal position, naked without covers, and she was rocking slightly.