It starts to make me second guess myself. “Not what you thought?” I’ve gained some weight lately. Not that he knows that.
“No.” He rubs his chin. “So much better.”
I release a shaky breath.
“Now where were we?” Glitch backs away and drops down on the edge of my bed. Tilting his head, he stares at every inch of my body. Finally, his gaze lifts to my eyes, and he pats his lap. “Come here, Kitty.”
Kitty. He’s called me Kitty twice now. I love it so much I could squeal. Instead, I stand there, uncertain of which direction to sit.
Glitch makes the decision for me by turning me so my back is pressed against his chest. It’s the best angle, I soon realize, for his mouth to be close to my ear again. His velvet voice is intoxicating when he growls. That’s it. That’s all he does. Growls. And my lust cranks up ten more notches.
It’s starting to feel like a sauna in here.
“I’ve been fantasizing about you for so long, Ara.” His hands drift up my thighs, ribs, then he leans back to run his fingertips along my spine.
The clasp in my bra springs open. I tug the damn thing off and toss it across the room.
“Exquisite.” He palms my tits with his hot hands. I want him to pinch my nipples, but I can’t bring myself to say it.
When he skates his hands down my torso, I shudder. Everything feels hot and cold at the same time. I can’t believe we’re here, doing this.
Glitch gathers my hair in his hands and winds it around his palm like a rope. He doesn’t pull, just… holds it. “Is there anything I should stay clear of doing to you, Ara?”
Fuuuuck. “I don’t think so.” I’ll let him do anything he wants. My brain can’t wrap around a hard line, and I swear it’s because I’ve already put my all my trust in him that he’d never hurt me. I’m an adventurous girl, and there are a ton of things I still haven’t tried but want to. The prospect of doing any of those things with Glitch makes my pussy clench with need.
“Are there any places on your body that are off limits?”
My heart clashes into my ribs. “No.” I mean it. “But I have one condition.”
He nuzzles against my neck and gently bites the spot above my shoulder that drives me wild. “Only one?”
“Mmm hmm.” My head falls back on his shoulder. I already feel like I’m in another dimension with his hands all over me like this.
“You better tell me before I start… which is in about two more seconds.” He pinches my nipples and I groan, shoving harder into his chest.
“Kitty.” I start panting. “I want you to keep calling me Kitty.”
His rumbling groan is one-thousand percent primal in response to my demand.
Game on.
Chapter 10
Glitch
RIP me. I swear I’ve died and gone to some fantastical realm where all my wildest fantasies keep coming true.
I feel a little exposed. I’ve called her Kitty twice tonight, both of which were slip ups. The fact that she loves it makes me feel some kind of way about the audio recordings I’ve made. Is this Karma? If so, Karma loves me.
She’s straddling my thigh, her back to my chest, head leaning on my shoulder. In one fell swoop, this woman became putty in my hands. She trusts me. And though I’m eager to accept the fact that she thinks she has no boundaries, I’m not about to go too fast and prove otherwise. I want to explore Ara. Learn her body. Memorize every squeak, whimper, groan, and sound she makes.
I want her to come so many times, she can’t speak.
I want her to fucking glitch.
“Rub yourself on my leg, Kitty.” Her skin is soft under my fingers as I slide my hands down her thighs and gently pry them open more. I can feel how wet she is through my jeans. She leans forward a little, obeying. I gather her hair up in my hand again. I don’t pull it yet. Just hold it like a leash.
“Do you touch yourself often?” I’m sure she does.
“All the time.”
“Show me how you do it.” I let go of her hair, breathing in the scent of her shampoo before her pink waves fall over her shoulders to cover her tits. Then I lean back to give her more room to move. “Close your eyes and make yourself come like I’m not here.”
If she wants to be called Kitty, she’ll have to earn it.
Ara shocks me when she stares at our reflection. So she knows why I chose this seat on her bed. Her closet is straight ahead of us. There’s one of those long mirrors mounted to it, giving us both a front seat to the Ara show. I cock my brow, letting her know I’m waiting.