Page 77 of Cats Never Fly

Combineall that with the way he was dancing?Iwas thoroughly seduced.

“Iwant to be with you,” he whispered against my neck.

“Anythingyou wish,”Isaid and turned my head, needing to feel his lips against mine.Ourlips met in a fleeting, teasing kiss. “That’swhat a good sugar daddy does, isn’t it?”

Hegroaned. “Canwe please forgetIsaid that?”

“Never.”Ilaughed asItugged his face down soIcould drop a kiss on his nose.

ThenItook his hand in mine and led him across the roof to the spaceIused as a sun bed.Thecustom-made cushion, which was the size of four king-sized beds, was large enough to accommodate my dragon.Oneof myfavorite ways to spend a sunny afternoon was to nap here in my dragon form, but tonightIhad moreactiveplans.

Ipulled a few blankets and pillows from the waterproof chest beside the cushion.ThenIdug a little deeper for the bottle of lubeIknew was in there.Assoon as everything was in place,Iturned toSimon.

Hiseyes were riveted to me as he licked his lips.Ialways enjoyed it when people watched me, which was part of the reasonIbecame an entertainer, but being the focus ofSimon’sattention excited me in a wayIhadn’t experienced before.Iwould never have guessed that it would be so different to be admired by my mate.Itwas exhilarating.Theonly feeling that seemed comparable was whenI’dtaken my first flight.

Underthe weight of his gaze,Ibegan to hum and dance asIslipped my fingers under the hem of my shirt.Irocked my hips slowly, rolling them in sensuous circles asIlifted my shirt to reveal my stomach.Heswallowed hard.Hisbreath quickened.Itugged my shirt higher before finally pulling it off and casting it aside.Ilet my hands drift down over my chest, tweaking my nipples until they hardened.

Simonmoaned.

Ispun slowly untilIwas facing away from him.Iglanced over my shoulder to see him prowling closer.Hisfingers twitched as if he wanted to touch me.ThenIloosened my pants and shimmied and pushed until my pants and underwear were down by my ankles.

“Damnit,”Imuttered.

I’dforgotten about my shoes.

Ibent over to pull them off, stumbling forward to the soft surface of the cushions.

Simon’shot, firm hands grabbed my hips and stopped me from falling.Italso meant that my bare ass was up against his clothed crotch.

“I’vegot you,” he said in a voice deep, gravelly with emotion.

Iloved hearing the effectIwas having on him.Iwiggled my ass against him asIpulled free of my shoes and clothing.Thenhis arms encircled me, and he tugged me upright again.Hisone arm banded around my waist, tugging me close, while the other snaked up to wrap loosely around my throat.Itipped my head under the pressure of his fingers and then his mouth was on the side of my neck.Iwanted him to bite me.Hissharp teeth scraped over me untilIshivered and arched into him.Thenhe nipped at my skin untilItrembled.Iloved it.Iloved how he was becoming so comfortable and confident with me.

“Yes, kitten.”Ipurred. “Showme what you want.”

Hebit harder and my body jerked as unexpected pleasure jolted through me.Ipulled his hand down to my cock.Atthe first touch of his hand,Irolled my head back to his shoulder and panted.Heslid his palm roughly over the tip, coating it in my pre-cum.

“Feelwhat you do to me,”Imoaned. “I’mso close.”

“Geton your hands and knees,”Simondemanded, pushing me forward.

Withouthis arms to hold me up,Icollapsed onto the cushions.Ilooked back to see him ripping off his clothing.Thenhe stalked toward me with his hard, thick cock swinging in front of him.

“Youlook so good like this,” he said. “Iwant you so bad.”Thenhe dropped to his knees behind me.Hismeaty hands gripped my ass cheeks and squeezed before pulling them apart to reveal my hole. “CanIdo this?”Hisvoice had dropped even deeper now. “CanItake you like this?Doyou want this?”

Duringall the sex we’d had that week,I’dalways been in control, andI’dalways topped.Everytime.Itwas the same with all my lovers.Ienjoyed being in charge—more than one former lover complained about my need to take control in the bedroom, butIdidn’t want control right now.Ididn’t know what had come over me, butIwanted whateverSimonwanted to do to me.

BecauseItrust him.Iwant to please him.Iwould do anything for him.

“Yes,”Iwhispered, whether in response to his questions or the voice in my head,Ididn’t know.Ishuddered as he licked me.ThenIcouldn’t speak.Icouldn’t do anything but feel as he set out to drive me crazy with his tongue.

WhenIdidn’t thinkIcould take any more,Simonnipped my ass cheek as he pressed against my entrance.Ididn’t even know when he’d grabbed the lube, but his finger was slippery.Itfelt so damn good.Ipushed back against his touch.

“Youlike that?” he asked as he thrust his fingers into me with the perfect amount of roughness to make me weak with want. “ThethingsIwant to do…”

“What?Tellme.”Ineeded to know what he was thinking.

Hepressed his forehead to my lower back like he wastrying to get control.Hispanting breaths fell across my skin in tantalizing bursts.