Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 78(@250wpm)___ 65(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19537 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 98(@200wpm)___ 78(@250wpm)___ 65(@300wpm)
Gabriel
A little spank bank material just for you.
-Cat
I tear it open because I have a feeling there was a reason my sweet innocent girl was in my room for more than teasing me with a quick peepshow.
I’m floored when I see a booklet and on the cover is Cat in a tee shirt and jeans, smiling sweetly. I have a feeling that it only gets more revealing as I go along. One by one, on each page, my sweet Cat shows me a little more of her silky skin. Then it comes to the fucking centerfold. Growling, I nearly nut in my jeans. I flip the page down to see my kitten with her legs spread out on my bed in just my dress shirt and a pair of black lace panties, nipples hard as stone, one hand pressed on my mattress and the other under her lacy garment, sliding over her slick folds. Written in pen next to her hand is… If you stroke her, she’ll purr.
Fuck, I squeeze my dick and know damn well that Catherine is in big trouble tonight. I have a shirt to get back, and I have to make her pay for stealing it in the first place, not to mention to punish her for letting someone see her so undressed, allowing them to take pictures like this.
I look outside and see it’s already dark. I’m going to find my way into their house, and I’m going to make my little kitty cat pay for her little stunt and see if she purrs just for me. I shower and slide a couple of my work ties into my pockets.
I turn on the damn cameras to her bedroom and listen to the conversation in the room. “Oh my God. He’s home. Do you think he’s opened it yet?”
“Come on. How could he not open it? I mean, please. It’s got a note from you, and it’s got a tempting teasing line just enough to make him curious. I’m telling you. He may want to ignore that you’re hot, but I see the way he looks at you. Come on, he was about to bite off poor Jeremy’s head for smiling at you. If Jeremy only knew what he had in his hands.” Charlotte giggles, and I snarl and grumble again, feeling my inner beast ready to strike. “I’m telling you, girl. If you’re going to lose your v-card to anyone, why not to that hot guy, and then at least you’ll be over it. Move on to the next lover who will want to be with you and give you the happily ever you want. Just take that sexy bastard next door for a good ride and then go find a good boy to fall at your feet. You don’t need him more than a good fuck. He can teach you about sex.”
“You have a point.”
“No she doesn’t. You’re getting bred tonight, kitten. Your centerfold kitty is getting torn in two and will be a sticky mess when I’m done.”
“Anyway, I’m having your brother take me to my house right now. I’m going to leave the door unlocked just in case he decides to pop by after seeing us leave.” She winks at her. It wouldn’t matter because I’d fucking scale the side of the house to get inside if I had to. No one will keep me from my woman.
It’s time to teach my future wife what happens to a man when she steals all his self-control like a greedy little brat.
Twenty minutes later, an emotional Charlotte has a worried Callahan leading her to his car. Interesting, that little troublemaker is playing him like a fiddle, but I owe her a gift for sure. Now, to deal with my little centerfold. I enter the house through the back, slowly creeping up the stairs without making a sound. As soon as I reach her room, I open the door, slide in, and flip the lock shut. Before leaving the house, I turned off the cameras so there would be no footage of what we were planning to do tonight.
“Did you forget something?” she asks from her private bathroom.
“No.”
A soft gasp and the sound of her toothbrush hitting the sink brings a smile to my face.
“Rinse your mouth and come out here.”
“Mr. Bellamy?” she asks.
“Who else were you expecting, Cat?” I ask, pushing off the bedroom doorframe and moving toward the bathroom.
“No one,” she stammers, eyes going wide with surprise and her pulse picking up in her slender throat.
“Go ahead and spit. It’s going to be the only time tonight that it’ll be allowed, sweetheart.” Then again, I’m saving all my load for her sweet centerfold kitty. I lean against the open bathroom door and stare at my woman, watching her eyes widen in the mirror as she sees me in the reflection.