Damsel Not

CHAPTER 5

In the coming week, Katie received blood whooshing house calls she now anticipated for every night. At 9pm every day, Jake come, bearing gifts and a massive hard on she had to settle, and she wouldn't have it any other way. Katie sat on her kitchen chair, sipping coffee as she watched her phone, waiting for a text from Jake. It was Thursday, yesterday he hadn't shown too, he had a meeting with his dad that he couldn't miss. Her Succubus was becoming restless, her mind, and body in tow, she needed to feel a man’s touch, she needed her man’s touch.

Her feet hang on the stool, shaking uncontrollably, even if she didn't know she was actually shaking her leg, it was subconscious. Like a heroin addict, she had her own addictions, she was a woman, passionate about s*x, she could miss meals, but never a good f**k. Sitting here is uncustomary, under different circumstances; she'd be out there, scouting for a handsome man to take care of her needs. That is one thing she vowed never to deny herself, when there were countless hard testosterone driven men out there she can have her pick of.

But now, it was different, she had to wait on one particular man, if he wasn't so worth it, she'd rush to the club right now and let one of the willing boys quench her thirst for the forbidden. Katie thought back to their conversation, keenly went through it, and found that in no place had either of them promised exclusivity, no, it was just s*x and hang out. Then why is she here, nursing her desires, like a good puppy, waiting for a reward for being a good dog.

But she couldn't deny it; she was waiting for that treat. She was waiting for Jake, as she has done for the past three days. Each time she'd let him walk in to clues of her s****l escapades, today, she was running out of clues, soon she'll have to look straight in his eyes and whisper, whip my f*****g ass Jake, because I'm a sadist. Oh she couldn't, he'd run away, and with him goes his amazing body and his perfect Mr. Victor. They fit together like pieces in a puzzle, and she wasn't letting him go, at least not yet, she wasn't done f*****g him yet, she was far from done.

He had potential, but she didn't know how deep that fire she saw in his eyes run, he could be one of those, I'd like to know what it feels like kinda people. She wasn't ready for a wannabe, and she'd be damned if she let her hopes up for a one-time thing. She was scared to go further, she wanted a man, a strong man. A man, if she wasn't mistaken, was Jake, she hoped the stars will align for her, she prayed to Aphrodite, Himeros, and Pothos.

"What are you thinking about?" Katie was a tad startled.

"You, I missed you." She came to her feet, and walked towards him.

"We missed you even more."

Jake scooped Katie into his arms, her hands went to the back of his head, and his lips descended on hers. He kissed her with so much hunger, hunger he'd never felt before. He's had s*x, so many times in his life, too many times in fact, he f****d every p***y he could, but today he was hard since he woke up.

His body wanted her there, to wake her up like he always did, and he wanted her warmth like no woman could be as warm as her. It was like she was his personal prescription of a woman. He felt it, he was beginning to see it, she wasn't just a woman, she was his woman, but she was a commitment phobe, she wouldn't agree, but he'd try anyway, he's a man not a boy, and he'd go after what he wants, not let nature take its course. If he did, Katie won't be his.

"Go out with me tomorrow evening, Katie." He spoke in between kisses.

"Okay." She whispered back, breathlessly.

She was going to be the death of him with those breathless whispered. Every pleasure sound that came out of her beautiful lips did things to him, she was like a drag, like sweet food and her sounds were the foods aroma. Giving you a taste of what lies beyond, and he fed on the aroma, like a good puppy.

"I mean, on a date. A real date." He kissed her again, desperately. "Don't say no, I beg of you sweet Katie, give me a chance to prove myself, I can be what you want." Now he was a real puppy.

"Take me, right here then." He broke the kiss.

"In the kitchen?" He asked, lifting his brow.

Katie didn't answer, she moved back to her earlier sitting position; spread her naked s*x wide for him to see how soaking she was.

"God! That's beautiful." Jake exclaimed, rubbing his now grown beard.

Jake watched Katie, her naked s*x exposed, her eyes, well her eyes were something else, if he wasn't mistaken, she was calling him out. He moved to stand before her, reached his finger, like a timid teenager looking at boobs for the first time, and touched her swollen buds. A hiss came from her teeth and Jake watched as her head was thrown back, her hair on the kitchen Island.

She was wearing nothing but a robe. This woman was truly something else.

"You're stark naked, Katie."

"And ready, just the way you like it."

"I never told you that."

"You didn't, but that twinkle in your eyes does. "She licked her lips. "Strip for me, Jake. I want you naked, and ready." She Said, breathless.

"I will. Let me taste you first."

Katie was suddenly lifted of the stool and deposited on the island, her body pushed back with his large hand until she was sprawled flat. Her gown rolled to her sides, and now she lay there, knees raised and wide apart, her body exposed. She chanced a look at Jake, and saw that fire again; it was there, waiting to break free. Time was a factor, but she knew the more he stayed with her, the more she saw that fire. If she had any chance of unleashing it, she had to be constantly around him, to awake his deepest desires, and ready to take them, however they came, all shades and color.

"Pick me up." Jake tilted his head.

"For the date." She clarified.

Jake looked at her intently. She wants chivalry. Huh! She was just out of this world. He had gone out with women, who insisted to come on their own, but in their defense, they were really never after a good time afterwards, they were starving women looking for an easy meal with no commitment and many of them, a trending photo of them the next morning, so they could fabricate all sorts of lies about a nonexistent relationship.

And looking at this woman in front of him, she wasn't starving, -but she will be after this, - she was looking for a good time afterwards and no cover page photos.

"Where have you been all my life?"

He said as he descended on her delicate p***y. He licked her gently at first and her whole body almost left the table. God! You are responsive.

"Cool your jets kitten, I haven't even started." He smirked at her.

Jake ran his tongue again over her moist s*x and a mourn come out of her lips, that's when he began to suck. He took her tight nub into his mouth and alternated from sucking to licking to even flicking. Her thighs suddenly closed around his head and he knew what was coming. His strokes become more vicious and a scream suddenly erupted from her lips. Jake sucked relentlessly, not letting any if her release sip away. His tongue darted into her opening to get more, and soon he had swallowed all of it.

Katie looked at the man peering at her from between her legs licking his lips of her orgasm. And she knew accepting his offer to take her out on a date was the right decision. He watched him take a step back and pull out his tie. He slowly worked his cufflinks, then his buttons, all awhile constantly taking hungry looks at her exposed p***y. She liked that. His shirt dropped to the flow, and his chest flexed, causing her to draw her legs tightly together.

"No, open for me. I want to see." Jake's baritone voice was now even lower.

Katie spread her legs wider and Jake looked at her simmering s*x with so much hunger, that his clothes couldn't come off fast enough. He unbuckled his belt and pulled it from the loops as he watched Katie watch the belt. It's not the first time she has done that. He's watched her do it the past three days, he still couldn't phantom why. Maybe she had a thing for leather; all the belts in her room were also leather.

"Original Italian leather, it was a gift from my mother." He offered, a reason, he hardly knows.

"I know, are all your belts are leather?"

He nodded and dropped the belt to the floor, watching her face, and he thought he saw disappointment there, but quickly it was gone, as her eyes went to the visible bulge in his boxers. He quickly got rid of them. He walked to stand between her welcoming legs and took her in his arms, kissing her with that hunger again.

He lifted her off the Island and placed her on the stool, to f**k her like she wanted. Her legs locked behind him, and without breaking the kiss he pressed Mr. Victor on her wet s*x and entered her. A few inches in, he slammed all the way in earning a loud gasp from her, he wanted more of those loud gasps, he wanted her screams. So he began to thrust into her more violently, watching her face, she liked it. Her s*x grew even moister, their bodies slapped together, her breasts jingled, and he went to touch them.

Her hand came to his on her breasts, and he watched her movement closely. She pulled his hand away from her soft breast higher to her throat. His fingers twitched as they slowly gripped her neck. It looked so delicate as his massive hand held it, he watched his hand flex, it was itching to squeeze her.

What was happening, why was he feeling this, he looked at her face, her body jerking with each of his hard stroked, her eyes, pleading. She wants this. He squeezed a little and her body arched into his. Suddenly he let go of her neck and lifted her off the stool. He strode out of the kitchen into the living room. The couch was soft and big enough.

The monster was awake, and she saw exactly when it came alive. He wanted to devour her, and her succubus was dancing alingo on its Mr. Victor, drawing out his deepest desires. Which in retrospect, was a win for her.

Jake slammed her on the couch, his body following her. Mr. Victor buried deep inside her s*x and he did what his entire being told him not to do, he did what the tiny voice in his head has been whispering relentlessly for the past few seconds. Choke her. She'll love it.

And he choked her, and boy did he choke her. He was supposed to do it gently, at least with one hand, but his beast was out to play, and he truly was out to play. Her legs held him in place behind his back, her s*x angled properly for his impending brutal f**k. His hands light on her neck at first. He watched her lips curl up in a smile as he began to squeeze. He squeezed further and her hands came to his arms, to seek him to stop. She clawed at his arms, tried pushing his away by his chest, but he didn’t stop. Mrs. Victoria became juicier with every squeeze, and he thrust into her even harder.

His thrusts become wilder, subsequent, hard deep and very fast, her walls suddenly began to squeeze Mr. Victor and he come undone, whimpering like a dog. Whatever he was about to unleash on her he himself was afraid of.

He held back, he softened when he was supposed to go harder. No! Katie felt him withdraw, he had her pinned, his hands on her, then he pulled back, the fire in his eyes was watered down, the passion in him at battle with each other, and the sane winning part was such a bore. She had failed again. Her last option was to speak up and demand what she wanted, but where was the fun in not watching him let out his demon on his own? She needed this win, she needed this. And she has to up her game only now, she was out of tricks.

Jake watched the woman below him intently, her face unreadable. What is she really thinking? Maybe, contemplating throwing me out. He wondered if he had gone too far. He didn't know what come over him, whatever it was, it was strong-willed, and wanted her begging to breathe again. He didn't go far, he assured himself. She liked it, she did. Why else did she smile? Then he remembered how her smile had faded. No! She liked it. She wanted it.

He slowly pulled out of her and watched her eyes flutter shut, Mrs. Victoria was soaked with their orgasm. He wanted to watch it run down her legs but that was enough weird for one day. He wasn't about to have her running only after a week.

“Food?"

"Yes, please."

"I'll scramble you some eggs."

"Add a few sausages in there too. I'm starving."

Katie ate slowly as Jake watched her. She felt his eyes on her. Just ask Jake, you might like the answer you get. She thought. She looked back at him. Only this time he wasn't watching her, his eyes were fixed on the double hooks on the kitchen wall next to the large cabinets. His finger gently rubbed his lips. A long rope hung on the chains, just like every other chain in the house, to someone else they looked decorative. But they weren't. She liked to be chained and f****d - HARD.

She wanted to offer an answer, but just as she was about to speak, Jake spoke.

"I have to head back home." He spoke, softly.

"Aren't you staying the night?" She sounded disappointed.

Jake did not like that sound. But he had to leave. He had some work to finish and needed to think about his actions.

“I have to. I have a few designs to sketch and if I don't finish them by tomorrow, we'll lose the weekend. I'm a healthier happier man when my weekends are yours. Too much work and no play makes Jake a dull man. It's only a night for a full weekend. If I don't work tonight, I'll have to go into the office on Saturday, instead of f*****g you. I can't have that." His finger traced her bare shoulder. Still stark naked.

"Okay."

He stood and put his shirt on. Watching her watch him. He left his shirt undone and stuffed his tie in his pockets before slinging his jacket over his shoulder. He then stood there, one arm to his shoulder, a finger hooked in the collar of his jacket while the other in his pocket, toying with his keys.

"I'll have your dress delivered tomorrow on time. So you don't have to go shopping."

She liked a man who wasn't afraid to spend his money on her. She'd never asked him to, but she liked the small gifts he often came with, and a dress for their first date meant more to her than he knew. Mainly because she won't be able to make up her mind about what to wear. He kissed her sweetly before he headed for the door.

"See you tomorrow Little Kitten."

With that, he left.