(Katerina's POV)"Come to Me, kitten."I slide off the table and onto the floor. On my hands and knees, I crawl to Him. I kneel before Him, my round ass perched on my heels, my back arched, my hard nipples jutting out towards Him. My fingers are laced behind my neck and He kicks my thighs further apart with His boot, until I almost loose balance. I feel utterly naked, very aware of how I must look, presenting myself in this manner. I can not see His face, as my eyes are to the floor. It takes every ounce of self-control not to look up at Him. And He knows it. I can not deal with it anymore, and lift my eyes quickly to steal a glance. But He has been staring at me, and I am caught. I can feel the heat rising through my breasts and neck to my face. My nipples are swollen and hard. And I know He is staring at my dripping cunt. He chuckles."You know better than to meet My eyes unless I instruct you to do so. You are going to be punished for that."I drop to my hands and knees and bring m
(Annabel POV)My head is thrown back and my hips are rocking on the chair trying to fuck the small dildo that is inserted in my pussy. My wrists are bruised from fighting the leather straps that hold them down on the armrests. I loose all notion of being good and struggle to do one thing, and one thing only. I have to touch my pussy. I have to cum.My clit is very large and very engorged. How long have I been left like this? Two, three, maybe not even one hour? I have formed a puddle on the chair, and my juices are leaking out from around the vibrator. My hair is damp from perspiration and sticking to my face and shoulders. All I can think is…my clit is throbbing, if I could just reach it and touch it once I could have some release."Mmm…look at you now, kitten." It's Him!! His voice!!"M-master…help.""Help? Why do you need My help?""I need…need to c-cum, Master.""Isn't that why you are in trouble in the first place?" He walks over and pulls the vibrator away from me. I almost cum
(Kol's POV)We held each other close and enjoyed time we rarely had without the kids. Before long, my hands were exploring her like we were teenagers. Her breath told me she was enjoying it."Let's go upstairs" I said. "It's time to finish the bet we made."She stared at me. Her look said it all. Her body was ready for more, but her mind was worried about what I might demand from her. A blow job? Anal sex? Something more kinky? Her thoughts were running wild, and while the passion of the drinks wanted to let go, her conservative upbringing was hanging on. I was loving every minute. I knew tonight was not about me. It was about her, but she had no idea.I followed her upstairs to the bedroom, grabbing her ass several times on the way up. I could tell she was feeling horny, but I could also sense the tension. As we entered the bedroom, she turned, threw her arms around me and asked "what was the bet again?" She was nervous and sizing me up for how far this might go.Sensing the anxiety
(Annabel POV)"I couldn't stop thinking about you on my way home."Kaden smiled as he kissed my lips. Soon we were in the bedroom, completely naked.I smiled against his crotch. His comment further arouses me. "Daddy, couldn't stop imagining fucking my tight little pussy, huh?" My eyes glance up to his. His cock winces beneath my lips and the fabric that conceals it."Jesus, fuck. You know how Daddy can never get enough of your pussy."A smirk lines my lips. He's too much. My hand reaches up to rub his crotch. "But how was the event?""It was good, angel." He groans. "But it wasn't fun without you.""Daddy didn't get to fuck his fuck toy at the event. Is that why?""Yes, baby. That's why the event wasn't as fun as it would've been.""I hate how work kept me from going. But, you have me now. I'm all yours, Daddy.""I sure do, fuck. What am I going to do with you?""Before you claim every inch of me, Daddy, I would like to claim your cock first.""Oh, baby. Mmm, Daddy would love that ve
(Annabel POV)Kaden's lips found mine, and he pulled me in for a kiss. The kiss is filled with so much longing and need. It's as if he hasn't kissed me in forever. His tongue is in my mouth, exploring and hitting my sweet spots that he knows too well to elicit soft moans from me."Fuck, this hard on is not going to go away by itself," he murmurs against my lips, "unless if someone wants to—" He stops mid-sentence to kiss me again. He sucks and tugs on my lower lip. He makes it clear that his cock needs attention, but I can't find the energy in me to give him that attention.With lidded eyes, I protest. "Kaden, I-I can't. I'm so tired, especially from last night. You fucked me so good, and ugh, can't you just go and jerk off instead? Please, let me go back to sle—"My words halt by a kiss from him, and he laughs. "Baby, you know it's not the same when I jerk off." His thumb comes to caress my cheek. "Come on, please, Hubby needs those perfect lips around his cock."I opened my eyes and
(Kol POV)I was fortunate that we had installed a massaging showerhead. It's great after a long workout when you set the jets to massage mode. It's even better when you use it as a handheld massager. I reached up and removed it from the cradle. I switched it to massage mode which changed from a gentle spray to a pulsating massage of water jets.Katerina and I were together in the bathroom as we were about to shower. She was wearing a white laced sports bra and panties. Knowing how good it felt when I use it, I started with her neck and then moved the pulsating jets down the front of her body. As I moved down across her breasts, I refused to pause. Instead I continued down her stomach. I guess she was ticklish because she flinched ever so slightly. I paused, but as she exhaled she said "ummm, keep going."For the next five minutes, I worked the massager from her scalp down her chest across her stomach to her belt line and then back up. Slowly. Methodically. Teasing.Finally, I gave int
(Kaden POV)Work was a grind, and the added responsibilities at the office were a new and heavy weight on my wife. Most days, Annabel arrived home stressed and tired, rolling in just in time for dinner. I had my own stresses, but they actually seemed less. Plus, on most weekdays, I could manage an afternoon nap before I picked up the kids. It was reinvigorating. Once homework and baths were squared away, I would put the kids to bed, then attend to her. I'd fix her a glass of wine or a cocktail if she wanted it, and she would plop her head or feet in my lap while she told me about her day and we watched TV.Now, I've always had a little bit of a foot fetish. Nothing too intense or obsessive, but it was there nevertheless. Rubbing her feet with a little oil or moisturizer became part of our routine. My getting a semi-hard erection while doing so also became a routine part of that act of service. Until one fateful night, she was too distracted by the TV, telling me about her day or simpl
(Katerina's POV)I'm soaking wet as my mind continues to wander in the deepest and darkest part of my psyche. Several erotic images of Kol pervade my mind, and my body shudders at the hotness.Suddenly, a sound halts my erotic reverie, and I'm snapped back to reality. Heavy breathing and panting noises sneak into my ear; immediately, I turn over to face the other side of me, my back facing the window this time.My eyes gaze at him glistening in sweat as the natural light sets on his skin, marked with protruding veins that I crave to trace with my tongue. The sound of his hot breathing resonates at my yearning wet heat. I lick my lips.He slides his black t-shirt past his head, revealing his perfectly toned and chiseled body that nearly makes my heart drop from the insane amount of gorgeousness it emits. His tongue grazes his lips and I'm dripping wet just as he is with his sweat."Good morning, beautiful," He says huskily.The butterflies dance and flutter faster in my stomach from hi