“Good. We’ll get them after we shower. I’ll give you some of my clothes to wear. I have a jockstrap, too, if you want to wear it while you’ve got your tail in.”
I liked the sound of that. He led me inside and closed the door behind us. His hand felt right on my lower back, and I leaned into him, sighing in pleasure. He directed me to the shower and patted me lightly on the ass.
“Get undressed, Harley cat. I’ll go get us some towels.” Even though his words were softly spoken, it wasn’t difficult to hear the order in his words. We were playing, and my cock liked the thought of him being my owner again. It jerked in the tight confines of my boxer briefs. He left, and I took my time getting naked. Once I had all my clothes off, I folded them and set them on the bathroom sink just as the door opened again.
Brad paused at the threshold, his gaze eating me up until every second of his stare felt like eternity. I squirmed in excitement and chewed on my bottom lip.
“Oh, Harley cat, you’re so beautiful.” He dropped the towels on the sink beside my clothes and huddled closer to me, kissing my cheek before doing the same to the other. “So, so beautiful.”
“Thank you, Master.” I slid my hands down my belly and closer to my cock, but he grabbed them to stop me from reaching their destination.
He grinned, eyes heated. “Get in the shower, kitty. I’ll help you out with that.”
I nodded and stepped over a wooden ledge and into the white porcelain tub. He closed the shower curtain behind me. Turning on the water spray, I got it to the perfect warmth just as he moved in behind me and curled his arms around my waist. He dragged my back against his torso and ran his palms over my chest and down my stomach.
“You’re so beautiful, Harley cat. My perfect little kitty. How are you feline ?”
I didn’t miss the pun, and while I’d heard all of them a million times before, it’d never been as adorable as when Brad said it. Grinning over my shoulder, I smiled. “ Purrfect .”
Brad laughed and kissed my shoulder, his hand creeping lower until it wrapped around my hardening cock. I sucked in a breath and leaned my full weight against him, finding his cheek with my lips. His fingers were as warm as the rest of his body, and I mewed at the feel of them jerking my sensitive flesh.
“You’re such a good kitty, letting me help out a friend. I promise, Harley cat, I promise that he’ll never get more attention than you. You’re my cat, he’s not mine.”
I didn’t know that I needed to hear that, but I meowed anyway and shoved my ass against his cock. We both moaned, and I reached behind me to slide his cock between my asscheeks.
“Fuck, kitty.” His hot breath tickled my neck as he pressed his face into my shoulder.
I grabbed the conditioner bottle sitting on a shower rack and dumped some of it into my hand. Reaching around myself again, I lathered up his hard flesh, giving him the glide he needed to slip up and down between my cheeks, then pushed myself up and down on my tiptoes, acting as though he was actually fucking me instead of getting off on the heat between my butt cheeks.
He grasped at my hips, his hold releasing on my cock, but I was okay with that. This time, it was about him. My ass wasn’t huge, but it was enough to give him the squeeze he needed. I pressed at the sides of my cheeks to aid him with the pressure.
It didn’t take long before he stiffened against me, muttering something I couldn’t hear before his hot cum landed up the length of my back and over my ass.
“Fuck, that was good, kitty.”
I glanced back at him with a grin and fell to my knees. Lapping at the very tip of his cock, I gathered the spunk he had left there and swallowed, then wrapped a hand around myself. All it took was two strokes and I was splashing jizz on the tub floor, tingles of excitement shooting through me.
“Kitty got his cream?” He grinned, and I tilted my head. “Come on.”
Brad helped me wash off before we got out of the shower. He dried me, taking the time to pat down every bit of wet skin he could find, and I relished how he took care of me. This was the kind of owner I needed.
He slid his hand into mine and led me toward his bedroom where fresh clothes were laid out on the bed. One pile had a jockstrap laying on top of a white T-shirt, and I assumed that one was mine. Beside the bed was my box. He must have gone out to my car while I waited in the shower.
“Come here. Let me help you get dressed, kitty.” He grabbed the jockstrap and crouched in front of me, the underwear spread out for me to step into.
I flushed but did as he ordered. When he dragged the straps up my legs, he took the time to pet along my thigh close to my cock before he kissed the trail his fingers started. The T-shirt was next, and to my shock, he helped me put that on too.
“There. All ready for bed, kitty.” He caressed my cheek and turned to get his own clothes on. I took the time to study his handsome body, from the flat stomach that had hints of abs, to the fleshy ass I still wanted to take a bite out of.
“Are we going to play or…?” I asked quietly.
He glanced at me, eyes sparkling in a way that had my belly warm again. “Aren’t you tired, Harley cat? We can wait until tomorrow. We both worked hard all week.”
“Okay. You’ll let me sleep in your bed still, though?”
“Of course.” He grinned. “What about your cat, can you bring her over here for the weekend?”
I nodded immediately. Penny didn’t like new places, but she’d get used to it while I was here. I had no one else to take care of her. “I fed her enough dry cat food to last her tonight. I’ll bring her over tomorrow.”
