XXX - 109 Bluebeard's Wife by Selena Kitt

Author:Selena Kitt [Kitt, Selena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Erotica, Gay
ISBN: 9781440432866
Google: H0yvmcGG_yAC
Amazon: 1440432864
Barnesnoble: 1440432864
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2008-10-31T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

I was still feeling the effects of both the alcohol and the Ecstasy when I pulled up into the driveway. I shouldn't have driven home at all, and I knew it. The light was off in the living room and I wondered if John was still up. It was going on midnight now. I could feel butterflies in my stomach as I opened the car door, the wind under my coat reminding me how little I was wearing underneath.

The warmth of the house was a welcome, and I slipped my coat off, hanging it in the front closet and putting my purse and shoes by the stairs. "John?" I called up.

"Yeah." His voice in the dark of the living room startled me. I could see the outline of him sitting on the sofa.

"What are you doing in the dark?" I asked, smiling as I approached him, leaning down to turn on the lamp on the end table.

He looked at me, his eyes dark and sweeping over my outfit. "Waiting for you."

"You were?" I raised my eyebrows at him, trying to read his expression.

"Come here." He held his hand out and I moved to cuddle in his lap, but he stopped me, holding my hips and shaking his head. His eyes moved over my outfit, the white thigh-highs, the red plaid skirt, the sheer blouse, tied at the waist, and the way he was looking at me made me feel weak-kneed. "I've been thinking about you in this outfit all night."

"Do you like it...?" I knelt between his legs, looking up and biting my lip. "Daddy?"

His eyes lit up when I said it and I heard him let out a pent-up breath. "Hell, yes."

I knew it was the alcohol giving me my courage. "Have I been a bad girl...

Daddy?"

"Have you?" he asked, tilting up my chin. I started, knowing he couldn't possibly know what happened between me and Kali tonight, but suddenly I felt very, very naughty.

I nodded. "I've been very, very bad, Daddy."

"Tell Daddy about it," he said, tracing the line of my jaw with his finger. His voice had that lower, sexy tone I recognized from his phone conversations.

"I've been thinking about bad things," I said, getting into the fantasy. "About...

boys."

"What have you been thinking?" he asked, and I could see his cock through his trousers. He was getting hard.

"I can't help it, Daddy," I murmured, putting my head on his knee and rubbing my hand slowly over his thigh. "When I think about boys... touching me... I feel all funny...

down there."

"Where do you think about them touching you?" He made a low noise in his throat when my hand brushed his cock, just lightly, before sliding back down his thigh.

"Daddy!" I said, playing shocked, but I actually found myself blushing like a school girl.

"Are you embarrassed?" he asked, smiling. I nodded. "Then just show me. Point to where you think about boys touching you."

"Here," I said, sitting back and biting my lip, letting my hands move over the front of my sheer blouse.

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