Trapped Between Two Alphas (Katerina) novel Chapter 73

(Annabel POV)

My brain was still trying to think my way out of what the rest of me desperately wanted to do, when I found myself in the kitchen. Kaden had shed his jacket and was putting a bag of food in the fridge.

"Don't want it to go bad while we're getting ready," he explained.

"But, dinner..." He was bending me back against the kitchen bar, silencing my protest with a deep kiss, pressing against me as if we were long lost lovers with an insatiable hunger that knew no bounds.

I don't remember getting there, but suddenly I was on my back on the counter. My head was at the edge of one side. On the other side, my knees were draped over his shoulders, my dress pushed back, and I heard the unmistakable rip of my panties.

For a moment, there was no sound. Then, "Beautiful," he whispered. His fingertips were exploring the newly bared skin. The light tickling touch was torture. I was biting my lip to keep myself from begging for what I wanted and needed. His fingers drifted lower. I was trying to figure out how to bite my lip and gasp at the same time. Try it. Can't be done. Then the feathery touch was gone, as suddenly as it started, and I was left wondering if I was relieved or wanted still more torture.

His hands were guiding one of my knees towards my chest and he wrapped my own hand around my thigh to hold it in place. Satisfied, he repeated the position on my other side. I found that I was holding myself, thoroughly exposed, on the kitchen bar counter. One voice in my head was demanding "Can you see yourself? Can you see what you look like!" But another voice, much louder, was shouting, "Please, please, please! Touch me, right now, everywhere." I bit my lip again, held my breath and squeezed my eyes shut.

After what seemed like forever, I felt the first soft touch. Oh, God, it was his tongue and it was following my slit, trailing all the way from front to back. When it started back up towards my clit, I held on for dear life. It paused and dipped into my pussy. The feeling was incredible, but what I really wanted was that miraculous tongue back on my clit. Still, I swore there would be no more spankings for me. I kept my mouth shut and waited, letting him draw out the torture. "So obedient," that damn voice whispered. I ignored it.

After a moment, he continued upward, circling my clit, then back down as if memorizing the route. I could feel my juices beginning to run and he lapped at them as he passed my pussy. He continued down through my ass crack, trailing moisture from my pussy and his tongue. I struggled to contain a groan, and tried to send an ESP message his way. "Clit, clit, clit," I screamed at him in my head. He wasn't listening.