Read My Awakening - Katie's POV - Pt. 1 for background context.
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My eyes fluttered open as I felt the slight jolt of her van as she slid the gear shifter into the park position and switched off the ignition. I had kept my eyes closed for most of the ride, enjoying the sexual tension of her hand on my thigh.
As she jumped down from the van to come around to my side, I looked around. We were parked in what I assumed was her driveway, and a cozy flat beckoned to me right ahead. The strawberry daiquiris from the club made my head a bit fuzzy, and I was only just aware of her lifting me from the van, the faint sound of her alarm, and her key in the front door.
"I'd like to get us out of these clothes and into the shower," she whispered, as she cupped my chin. I just stared at her beautifully handsome face, trying to focus. "Earth to babygirl. I'm asking for permission, little love." There it was, that familiar warmth between my thighs. I'm little love, I grinned. I just nodded and let her take over.
She stripped first, quickly, as I leaned against the wall, and high-fived my drunk self mentally. God, she was sexy. She was the right amount of muscle, with a subtle femininity of curves. My thoughts were interrupted by her pulling me forward gently and tugging at my clothes. Swiftly, yet always gentle, she removed every stitch and scooped me up, heading to the shower. Even the way she adjusted the shower tap with one hand, while holding me against her with the other made my stomach flutter.
I sighed and leaned back into her. The warm water cascaded down our bodies, as she gently massaged the strawberry body wash onto my neck, cupping my breasts, tweaking my nipples. "Like little rosebuds," she whispered, her voice husky with what I hoped was desire. She slid her soapy hand across my stomach, spreading her fingers, dipping lower.
Instinctively, I pushed against her and shifted slightly forward. I turned to face her and spread my legs. My breath caught in my throat as she held eye contact, sliding her fingers down and then...into my folds. As she discovered the slick wetness, she smirked ever so slightly, raising one eyebrow. Gently, she manipulated my flesh, working the soap between the folds. I closed my eyes, valiantly trying not to slide to the floor. How can she turn a simple act like a shower into the sexiest experience I've ever had? Am I talking to myself again? Yup, I guess I am. Can you believe it? A few hours ago, I was a church mouse trying to enjoy the club vibe for once, and here I was now, facing a sexy stud in her shower, as she explored my naked body. Sounds amazing, right? Yup, feels amazing too, I grinned to myself.
I was thoroughly washed, towel-dried and tucked into bed. "Check in with your friends," she whispered, as she slid my phone into my hands. First off, I'm little love. Call me that again. In fact, call me that again and again. She grinned...wait, I said that aloud? How much have I been thinking aloud tonight? "Pretty much all night, I remember something about a spanking and being my slut on the drive home," she winked. I groaned and rolled over, unlocking my phone to check in with the girls.
I felt a dip in the bed and her hand pull me against her, sliding up to wrap her fingers ever so lightly around my throat. I texted quickly that I was safely home and would call them in the morning, and threw the phone. I was ready for whatever came next.
She seemed to sense it too, as she stealthily turned me onto my back, and loomed over me. Dipping her head to taste my lips, as I parted them in expectation. I arched my back upwards, desperate to feel my nipples brush against her chest. My legs came up to wrap around her waist, as she delved into my mouth. Sucking, biting, licking...I moaned into her mouth, grinding my hips upwards, but again, as she had shown throughout this eventful night, I couldn't throw her off her pace.
My eyes rolled back, my fingers dug into her back, as she moved downwards, turning my head to the side and holding it in place with one hand. She slid her thumb into my wet open mouth, and I sucked instinctively. Her lips were on my throat, her teeth....raising her head slightly, she looked at me submissively sucking her thumb into my mouth, and she growled. An animalistic growl, that one you make when you're ready to claim something.
Her head dipped again, going lower, nipping at my right nipple. As the brief pain shot through my body, it was gone almost instantly, as she soothed the sting with her tongue. I moaned as she ministered a sucking and tongue lashing at both my breasts, adding her hands to the torture, as though I wasn't already half out of my mind. My nipples had always been the most sensitive part of my body, and I was always disappointed when my exes never spent as much time on them as I wished they would. And I hated that I had to spell it out. But not this time. This time was perfect, as she showed me that only a woman could understand what a woman needs.
She raised her hands to pull mine from behind her head, pinning them above my head. I was stuck, only able to move my body from side to side, which didn't help me to escape the sweet torture to my breasts at all. Instead, they just swayed seductively and bounced excitedly, cheering her on. They looked like two happy brats just super-happy to see Daddy. "Mmmhmm baby," she groaned, as she continued the onslaught. I was a sight for sore eyes, red love bites all over my milky skin. She grinned as she pulled back to admire her handiwork. I seized the moment to catch my breath, but it was shortlived. Her head dipped again, as she released my hands, raining kisses down my stomach, spreading my legs and pinning them there. My hands clawed at the air, the bedsheets, my hair, anything within reach, as she gently kissed my inner thighs, taking her time to admire what was in her line of sight.
