Under the Billionaire's Shelter - Jamie Knight Page 0,42
in a most enticing way, the shirt was riding up just enough to give a sense of potentiality.
I sucked her ear gently, arms around her, my hands unbuttoning the buttons. Getting the material out of the way, I gently stroked her pussy. Running my fingers along her tender lips as she moaned in pleasure. She bent over, placing her hands on the edge of the counter, literally bracing herself. Lifting the back of the shirt like a drape revealing a piece of art, I unzipped my pants, pressing the head of my cock against her wet pussy.
When she was ready, I pushed in to half my length and, putting my hands lightly on her hips, began to pump. Working the bulk of my monster cock deep inside her, I relished every squeak and moan that escaped her throat.
Getting close, I pulled out and eased her down on her knees in front of me. Instinctively knowing what to do, Addie took my cock into her mouth and accepted my massive load, swallowing down every last drop of thick, hot cum with demonstrable pleasure. Pulling her too me, we kissed passionately, my hand firmly squeezing her perfect ass.
“I need a bowl,” she said, when I finally relented.
The kitchen had apparently been easy enough to find. As had the milk being in the friend as was the tradition. The cereal, spoons and bowls, however, were quite another matter. The drawers and cupboards both numbering in the dozens. Each with its own shape and function.
We took our bowls to the dining room, where I noticed that Addie’s panties were still waiting patiently. Noticing them, she whisked them away as if it were all dreadfully embarrassing.
“I’ve seen you naked,” I pointed out.
“Oh, right.”
Relaxing a bit, Addie placed her erstwhile under things on the seat beside her and she dug into her Lucky Charms as if she were excavating gold.
“Childhood favourite?”
“Yeah, how’d ya know?” she asked.
“I’m eating Trix. Think about it.”
“I don’t usually go for nostalgia,” she said defensively.
“Me either,” I assured, “yet things still hold on anyway. Despite my best efforts. Most of my record collection is still on CD. Never really got into the MP3s. I mean, I understand it. It is a lot more convenient as well as cheaper. There are just some things I don’t trust computers with.”
“Like everyone else who really knows about them,” she said, with a wink.
I couldn’t quite tell if she was being serious or playing along with what she thought was a conspiracy theory. The fact was, I did know a lot about computers. The advantages as well as the weaknesses. My reluctance in some areas led many to believe I was a latter-day Luddite when nothing could really be further from the truth.
“There are going to be some changes to the show,” I lead in, knowing there would never be a good time.
“Oh?”
“Yeah. The ratings aren’t quite what was hoped, and they are looking for ways to ‘sex it up’,” I said, actually making the finger quotes.
“Uh oh.”
“What oh?”
“In my experience, finger quotes are never good.”
“That’s fair,” I concurred, having noticed much the same.
“What sort of changes are the wanting to make?”
“Well, it was suggested and agreed among the board of directors and other producers, I did not agree at all, that you should interact in a more, um, sensual way with the men on the digital dates. Only the ones you like. I insisted on it.”
“They want me to have phone-sex on camera?”
“Basically. The shot would be above your chest. You wouldn’t have to take off any clothes or anything.”
“I’m not sure I can do that. It kind of feels like cheating.”
“On who?” I asked dumbly.
“On you, silly.”
I hadn’t been expecting that. I knew we were getting a lot closer and shared a lot in common, but there was still the possibility that it was just a fling. I felt I might as well go for it.
“Addie, I love you. You don’t have to do anything, or not do anything because you think I won’t like it.”
Her spoon hit the bowl, making a terrible splash. Her hand was still in position halfway to her mouth.
“Y-you love me?”
“Yes. I know it sounds strange but -”
“I love you, too.”
It was like a lightning strike. All inhibitions melted away in a single instant. The bowls hit the floor without breaking, one of the advantages to buying quality. Milk and cereal went everywhere as Addie and I mauled each other on the tabletop, desperately tearing at each other’s clothes.