“I’ll be gentle.”
As she kissed me back and her fingers rolled over my back, my body went into auto drive. Shifting down my mouth watered as I kissed my way down her soft body finally landing between her legs. I breathed her sent in, taking a moment to compose myself.
“May I?” I had never felt like I needed so much permission to eat a girl out before, but these were special circumstances.
“Please,” she moaned.
From the very first lick, I was addicted. She tasted amazing and her groans of pleasure were intoxicating. All I wanted was to devour her, completely fuck her senseless, but I held back. Forcing myself to be leisurely and soft as I worked her swelling clit with my flattened tongue.
“That feels incredible,” she panted as her hips bucked a little.
Tenderly, I filled her with two fingers. While exploring her wetness, I could feel her climax already building as the walls of her pussy started to collapse slightly.
“Cum for me, baby,” I demanded, needing to feel her drench my fingers.
As she tensed and shook, I felt a complete release in both of us.
I kissed slowly back up her body, holding her tightly to me.
She reached down for my dick but I knew that we needed to leave the rest for another time. Pushing her hand away was the hardest fucking thing in the entire world.
“Not tonight, sweetheart. This was all about you.” I pulled the covers over us.
“Are you sure?” she asked as he head fell onto my shoulder.
“Positive. We need to work up to other things. I don’t want to rush this,” I admitted.
“Thank you,” she muttered.
“For what?”
“Making me feel so damn amazing and not pressuring me.”
“It’s what you deserve.”
Chapter 12
Reese
A month and a half later
It took weeks for Katherine and me to get into a solid routine around the house. Even though she was still terrified to leave my home, I was able to get her to start enjoying a little garden I set up for her in the backyard.
Living out away from town had its perks, and keeping Katherine in solitude was one of them. She has rallied so much in the days after we rescued her, but once the adrenaline wore off, she retreated a bit.
I had gotten used to all her naïve questions and started to enjoy our long talks in the evenings. She even started to sleep soundly through the night.
After a week or so, she had moved into my bedroom where she really belonged. Instantly we had turned into a boring, domestic couple learning to be together in every sense of the word. It was simple and perfect.
Maccon, Allie, and I took shifts when we weren’t working, making sure someone was home with Katherine for most of the day which seemed to help a lot with her transition into being a normal human again.
One big bonus—my house had never been cleaner.
In the warmth of a summer evening, as I helped Katherine pick flowers from her garden, the sound of tires crunching on the gravel of my driveway broke through the night air. We weren’t expecting anyone.
Quickly, I rushed Katherine inside and grabbed my gun out of the drawer next to the front door.
I held my finger over my lips before training my gun on the entrance.
