window.
Wow. What a view. It was too dark to see the Rockies in the distance, but the lights
of Denver spread out as far as the eye could see. He took another quick look off to
his left. More windows. Another bunch of furniture in front of a fireplace.
Then Knox faced forward and got into position: feet apart, shoulders back, hands clasped
behind him. Normally his head would be up, but he suspected she’d want him looking
at the ground.
He tried to calm his mind using the Zen tactics Ronin had taught him, but the thoughts
bouncing around in his brain refused to be contained.
What are you doing here, almost naked and waiting for a woman to toy with you? No
wonder you call her She-Cat. She’s the predator and you’re the prey.
How long would she make him wait?
Focus on breathing.
That helped.
She approached him from the side, so he saw her in his peripheral vision. He didn’t
look at her, but the instant her hand caressed his biceps, his heart started to race.
Shiori continued to touch him. From his wrist to the ball of his shoulder; then her
fingertips trailed across his back. She detoured up the back of his neck, pushing
her hand through his hair to the top of his scalp and then back down to sweep along
the curve of his shoulder and caressing his other arm.
Those simple, exploring touches brought his dick to full attention.
Her arms circled his waist and she pressed her face into his spine below his shoulder
blades. “Quite a sight you are in my livingroom, Knox. All these acres of muscles to pet and squeeze and tease. I’m a lucky woman
tonight.”
He closed his eyes, pleased by her praise.
She scraped her fingernails down the backs of his arms and gooseflesh broke out. Then
she threaded her fingers through his. “Come on.” She tugged on him and led him past
the second living area.
Knox couldn’t keep his eyes off Shiori’s ass, displayed in a tiny pair of skintight
spandex shorts. Would she let him touch her tonight?
She turned the corner, leading him into a bedroom. Candles gave the room a soft glow
and filled it with the aroma of flowers and herbs. The bedding had been stripped.
She flattened her palms on his chest and caught his eyes. “You all right? You haven’t
said anything.”
“I didn’t know if I was supposed to speak.”
Her hands moved up to frame his face. “You can speak at will, as long as it’s respectful
or unless I specifically say no talking. Understand?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Kiss me hello, Knox.”
He knocked her hands free when he reached down and slipped his fingers beneath her
jaw. He kissed her very, very softly at first. Letting the shape of her lips form
to his as he gently glided side to side. Each pass she parted her lips a little more,
so when he felt her breath, he pushed his tongue into her mouth. As he tasted her
fully, he clamped his other hand on her butt and pulled her against his lower body.
Shiori’s fingertips dug into his abs as she created distance between their bodies,
reminding him she was in control.
Knox couldn’t get enough of her mouth. He poured every ounce of passion he felt for
her into the kiss; then he eased off, playfully nibbling on her upper and lower lip,
sucking on her tongue. Between sweet, slow kisses, he murmured, “I could kiss you
all damn night.”
She laughed softly and that ended the kiss. “But I do have other plans for us.” She
stepped back and ran her finger along the elastic band of his boxer briefs, outlining
the tip of his cock, which had escaped the confines of his underwear. When he glanced
down to watch her touching him, she said, “Look at me.”
His eyes met hers.
“How’s your orgasm control?”
Jesus. “Meaning can I last a long time when I’m fucking? Yes.”
“Good to know,” she murmured. “But I’m talking about when I’ve got you facedown on
the bed and I’m touching you all over. With my hands. With my body. With my
Wow. What a view. It was too dark to see the Rockies in the distance, but the lights
of Denver spread out as far as the eye could see. He took another quick look off to
his left. More windows. Another bunch of furniture in front of a fireplace.
Then Knox faced forward and got into position: feet apart, shoulders back, hands clasped
behind him. Normally his head would be up, but he suspected she’d want him looking
at the ground.
He tried to calm his mind using the Zen tactics Ronin had taught him, but the thoughts
bouncing around in his brain refused to be contained.
What are you doing here, almost naked and waiting for a woman to toy with you? No
wonder you call her She-Cat. She’s the predator and you’re the prey.
How long would she make him wait?
Focus on breathing.
That helped.
She approached him from the side, so he saw her in his peripheral vision. He didn’t
look at her, but the instant her hand caressed his biceps, his heart started to race.
Shiori continued to touch him. From his wrist to the ball of his shoulder; then her
fingertips trailed across his back. She detoured up the back of his neck, pushing
her hand through his hair to the top of his scalp and then back down to sweep along
the curve of his shoulder and caressing his other arm.
Those simple, exploring touches brought his dick to full attention.
Her arms circled his waist and she pressed her face into his spine below his shoulder
blades. “Quite a sight you are in my livingroom, Knox. All these acres of muscles to pet and squeeze and tease. I’m a lucky woman
tonight.”
He closed his eyes, pleased by her praise.
She scraped her fingernails down the backs of his arms and gooseflesh broke out. Then
she threaded her fingers through his. “Come on.” She tugged on him and led him past
the second living area.
Knox couldn’t keep his eyes off Shiori’s ass, displayed in a tiny pair of skintight
spandex shorts. Would she let him touch her tonight?
She turned the corner, leading him into a bedroom. Candles gave the room a soft glow
and filled it with the aroma of flowers and herbs. The bedding had been stripped.
She flattened her palms on his chest and caught his eyes. “You all right? You haven’t
said anything.”
“I didn’t know if I was supposed to speak.”
Her hands moved up to frame his face. “You can speak at will, as long as it’s respectful
or unless I specifically say no talking. Understand?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Kiss me hello, Knox.”
He knocked her hands free when he reached down and slipped his fingers beneath her
jaw. He kissed her very, very softly at first. Letting the shape of her lips form
to his as he gently glided side to side. Each pass she parted her lips a little more,
so when he felt her breath, he pushed his tongue into her mouth. As he tasted her
fully, he clamped his other hand on her butt and pulled her against his lower body.
Shiori’s fingertips dug into his abs as she created distance between their bodies,
reminding him she was in control.
Knox couldn’t get enough of her mouth. He poured every ounce of passion he felt for
her into the kiss; then he eased off, playfully nibbling on her upper and lower lip,
sucking on her tongue. Between sweet, slow kisses, he murmured, “I could kiss you
all damn night.”
She laughed softly and that ended the kiss. “But I do have other plans for us.” She
stepped back and ran her finger along the elastic band of his boxer briefs, outlining
the tip of his cock, which had escaped the confines of his underwear. When he glanced
down to watch her touching him, she said, “Look at me.”
His eyes met hers.
“How’s your orgasm control?”
Jesus. “Meaning can I last a long time when I’m fucking? Yes.”
“Good to know,” she murmured. “But I’m talking about when I’ve got you facedown on
the bed and I’m touching you all over. With my hands. With my body. With my
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