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I placed the warm food on the table, ready to serve, after ensuring the table was set right. Dressed in a black shirt and slacks, I brushed my hair away from my forehead. I’d taken the entire day to plan this dinner, coming over to the farmhouse the Falcones owned.
The ladies helped me plan this entire thing, ensuring Katy would arrive at seven for a ‘ladies' night’ at the farmhouse. Right on time, I heard the purr of a car engine before it was cut off. Bracing myself, I lit the candles, switching off the harsher white lights to create a romantic atmosphere.
With a large handbag over her shoulder, Katy walked in, her hips swaying gently. My beautiful girl appeared stunning, though there was a hint of melancholy in her expression. Her silky hair was loose, just the way I liked it, and she was wearing shorts and a white cropped shirt.
I noticed her first, taking my time to feast on her. My eyes moved from her crown, slowly taking in her sinful curves, finally resting on her feet. A shot of desire flamed through my veins at the sight of the sexiest-looking boots with heels that were meant for fucking. Hell yeah! Adjusting my hard-on, I focused on getting to the evening first.
“Welcome, Princess.”
Katy’s eyes widened, and she finally noticed me standing in a cozy corner where I’d set the table for two. Her eyes darted around, clearly not expecting me to be here.
“Where is Alia? What about Jasmine and Izzy?” She frowned, placing her bag on the dark green couch. Her mouth parted, and she blinked. “They aren’t coming, are they?” She caught on to the plan at last.
“Katy,” I called her softly, making her stop. “Come here.” When she hesitated, I added. “Please.”
It took an agonizing few seconds for her to strut over. That’s when she looked at the table, noticing her favorite meal already laid out on beautiful china.
“I’m sorry, Princess,” I said at last, finally realizing this is what I should have done first.
She placed a hand on her heart, looking at me with wide, hopeful eyes. “Tell me you mean that,” she whispered.
“I do, and I’m sorry I didn’t trust you with information that should never have been denied to you in the first place. I promise it won't happen again.”
Tears shone in her eyes and she swallowed.
“Don’t cry, baby. Please! I hate to be the cause of your tears.” It killed me to see her upset.
She smiled through her tears, finally making my heart bloom with hope. “What if they are tears of relief and frustration?”
“What?” I watched in confusion.
“All these days of watching you flaunt your abs and strut around in your grey sweatpants, it’s a miracle I haven’t died of frustration yet.” She giggled softly.
Before she realized what was happening, I lifted her and spun around in circles, making my beautiful girl squeal and laugh.Lowering her slowly, inch by inch, I deliberately let her body brush mine, loving the hiss that shot out of her mouth when she brushed my hard length.
Grabbing a handful of hair, I raised her face, grinding my lips on hers. Bliss! After days of yearning, waiting, and wanting, I had Katy in my arms. Where she belonged. I growled, tightening my fingers in her hair, feeling all my needs bubble up at once.
“Barun,” she moaned, unknowingly beckoning the beast in me.
“Say my name once more like that and I’ll fuck you right here and now.”
“Barun,” she repeated softly, running her tongue over her lips.
“You asked for it.” I snarled, pushing her against the wall. In a calculated move, I caught her wrists with one of my hands, pushing them above her head. Done with gentleness, I kissed her hard, swallowing her gasp in my mouth.
Stepping closer, my hips ground over hers, cherishing her soft whimper. Yes! I wanted her every breath, every moan, and every shiver. Every orgasm of hers belonged to me. I owned her and her pleasure. At last, I could freely love her.
Growling like a maniac, I dropped to her knees abruptly. Her eyes widened in surprise even as I pulled her shorts and the satiny undergarment with one pull. Throwing them behind me, I stared at her pink folds, dying for another taste.
“Oh, Barun…” her breathy whisper flamed my desire, making me bend to her bare, glistening folds. Using my mouth and tongue, I sucked her clit and tasted her lips over and over again, until her hips moved in a rhythm that matched my mouth. Before long, Katy shuddered, her orgasm taking over unexpectedly.
Strangely, I was disappointed that she’d come so quickly. Wanting to see her in the throes of another orgasm, I stood up and undid my belt. The clink of the buckle made her shiver. She looked at me with a mix of awe and desire, wanting more and wanting the unknown.
“You’re mine, Katy. I’ll fucking kill anyone who dares to take you away from me from this moment on.” I caught her chin in my hand and looked into her eyes, meaning every word that I uttered.
“I love you,” she whispered, making me freeze. With a tortured groan, I kissed her hard.
