I feel like my world is falling apart when her little hands clasp both sides of my face and she looks me in the eyes. “So whose cat are you?”
“Yeah, whose cat are you?” Zack laughs.
“I’m yours.” I smile focusing on her and her alone.
This time when she hugs me it’s tighter and the world I felt was crumbling down all of the sudden comes together in the most amazing way.
“I love you my cat,” she says in what I assume is a three-year-old version of a whisper.
“Love you too,” I say hugging her back.
After a minute she slides down and runs back into the living room, where my once perfectly staged coffee table now houses a tin can of colored pencils and sketch pads.
Ricco grabs my hand and pulls me into the bedroom. I see the way they all look at me, like I’m some…. girl. And I flip them off, all of them.
Once in the room he shuts the door behind me and drops my hand.
He looks at me and lets out a breath he must have been holding for a couple minutes.
“You love my kid?” he asks crossing his arms over his chest.
“What you see is what you get Ricco. So if I said it, then yes I do.” I cross my arms over my chest too.
“Why you been avoiding her for a week?”
“I haven’t been avoiding her. I talk to her every day.”
He nods. “Fair enough.”
He’s now looking at me like he has something to say but I have something to say first.
“Don’t ever get pissed at me and tell me to stay away from her again.”
“Excuse?”
“You heard me. That kid loves me. I love her. You said she needs people, well she has me. Don’t pull that shit on me again.” He starts to say something and I cut him off. “I’m serious Ricco, you find someone who loves you better than I can and she gets to stay in my life. She doesn’t need-”
“Better than you can?”
I look down and kick my foot at… nothing and nod.
His finger is under my chin lifting it up and his eyes are hot and liquid, and… love.
“You love me Kat, just fucking say it. You love me. I already know it. Just like you know I love you. You push me away I’m gonna hold tighter. So just accept it, you feel me?”
“Why?”
“Why what?” he asks.
She shrugs and shakes her head. “Why do you wanna love me?”
“Years ago I wanted to fuck you. Knew I couldn’t do that. I was okay with it because it was better to see you and beat off to you than fuck you and have you run off.”
“What makes you think I would have let you?”
“You were letting everyone else.”
I pull my chin away and glare at him.
“What? Am I lying?”
I look away. “I fucked whoever I wanted.”
“And it was fucking, same shit I was doing.”
“Exactly,” I agree.
“I’m not judging shit Kat. You asked me why I want to love you and it’s as simple as this, I was okay not having fucked you like all the others. You were fucking bat shit crazy outside of these four walls. When I walked in here, I knew the girl I had been dying to fuck was the woman I wanted to love.”
I don’t know why but that is probably the sweetest thing I have ever heard, but I’m a greedy bitch and I want more so I don’t say anything, I let him go on.
“I could have anyone I want. If I want someone sweet, fragile, quiet and shy, I could have that. If I wanted someone tough, and hard, and able to stand tall after they’ve been knocked down, I could have that. With you I got it all wrapped up nicely in a sexy as hell body and the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had.
“I love you because what I see is what I get. I get Kat.” He smiles and sighs while I swoon.
I curl my finger for him to come closer and he does. I hook my fingers in his belt loops and tug him toward me. With my head listening to his heartbeat I tell him in a whisper, “I love you. Don’t hurt me or I’ll shank you.”
He sighs. “Not gonna hurt you, but only threaten me if you want your ass reddened.”
He kisses me again. This time just as hot as all the others, but less hurried, which is crazy because we are kind of in a hurry. There is a room full of people outside the door.
I pull back. “We need to get out there.”
He rubs his lips against my forehead and nudges me with the mountain cock. “You go. I need a minute.”
I let my hand slide down his tight abs slowly until I am gripping him firmly in my hand and I warn him. “Never want to hear a few minutes in regards to this cock again.”
He laughs. “Just so you know, all the other cocks are gone. So you better take damn good care of it.”
I can’t help but smile and nod. “Will do. But that’s not true. I still have one.” He steps back and looks at me and yep, he’s annoyed. I kind of love it. “Take all the time you need.”
***
RICCO
When I come out Kat and Nat, my girls are sitting at the kitchen island going through a sketchpad and Jase is talking to Josie, her friend who from what I understand just got totally fucked over by a suit wearing trust fund player.
Kat looked up when Jase told Josie, that because, “Kat was family, whether she liked it or not. So is Zack and he told me what happened we would like to offer you a place to continue your research, a job.”
“She accepts,” Kat says immediately.
“You think I should move that fast?” Josie asks.
“Hell yes I do,” I nod.
“Josie?” Carly says. “Jase is the money man, but I am the one you’ll work with and not for. We’re really not worried about the money making as we are interested in research and development. We want to help people.”
And she looks at Kat.
Kat smiles and nods.
“When do I start?” Josie asks.
After Jase and Carly take my little girl, and Marcus and Zack leave, I am standing in a room full of estrogen and angst.
“You gonna stand there or sit down. Jesus Ricco-”
“Lord’s name Kat.” I remind her.
Stephanie and Josie snicker and Kat crosses her arms.
“Sit, on the couch or I’m taking you home.”
“I’m thinking the latter is a pretty damn good idea.”
“Couch.”
“Bed,” I say and the two gasp.
I walk to her room, pull off my shirt, kick off my shoes, pull off my socks, and lay in her bed.
“You comfortable?” she chides.
“Good enough for now.” I sit up, holding my side and fluff the pillows. “I’m gonna sleep for a bit. Then when I wake up you either be in here or be ready to go to my place.”
“For?”
“You’re gonna ride me, for a long fucking time too.”
She tries to act annoyed, she really does, but that scowl is mixed with a smile. It’s fucking perfect. Sass and sweetness all combined into one woman who may not seem perfect for all, but for me, she is perfection personified.
For her, I am everything she has tried to avoid and everything she will ever need to make that sass and sweetness morph into one.
RICCO
We’ve done real damn good keeping business and personal separate. She likes it that way. I fucking don’t, but I give it to her, most of the time, and when I don’t I give it to her in her room at the shop, and she’s not complaining after I’m buried inside her.
Today we had a battle. It was at work. And I was a complete dick. It was about my kid and that fucking preschool. Kat didn’t tell me all the details; she did tell Momma Joe. Momma Joe did make some calls and the place was under investigation.
I did have a chat with them both. Told them to not ever keep shit concerning Natalia away from me. Didn’t care that they thought it best because I was healing. Didn’t like seeing it on the fucking news. Did fucking like that Kat handled them like the bitch she can be. Wouldn’t tell her that anytime soon though.
It’s ten at night when someone knocks on my door. I know who it is.
I open it leaning against the doorway keeping it half closed. “What’s up?”
She shrugs and waits for me to say something, I don’t. She crosses her arms and rolls her eyes simultaneously.
“Let’s hear it Kat,” I say.
“Sorry?” she says, again rolling her eyes.
I nod then ask, “That it?”
“Are you gonna ask me in?”
“Are you gonna accept what comes along with that?” I ask stepping back and giving her room to enter.
This is the first time she’s been here. When I close she normally has Natalia so I go to her house. When she closes I’m home and, nine times out of ten, end up beating off when the need arises.
She walks in and looks around. I watch her and see that she likes the place.
I’m relieved.
She walks over to the couch and drops her bag on the floor, kicks of her Chucks and puts her feet on my coffee table.
She looks back at me. “Got wine?”
“Got wine,” I nod.
One eyebrow shoots up. “Gonna get me a glass?”
We stare at each other for a few beats and she smiles like Natalia, big and goofy, “Please?”
I have to turn away because I’d be on her or I was gonna laugh, because this is Kat without walls.
“It took less time to go from bitch to sweet so I guess I will.”
“What?” she gasps.
“Nothing, babe.”
I pour a glass of wine, Red Cat, and yes I bought it so when she walked her ass in this house on her own accord it would be here.
I grab a beer and her glass of wine and walk over to the couch and stand in front of her. She holds out her hand and I shake my head no. “Lips before sips.”
This time her grin is genuine and not put on. Makes me happy.
She stands up and gives them to me. Hot, sweet, wet, fuck.
I pull back when my sweats become an insta-tent.
She reaches for the wine.
“Change of plans, dick before sip,” I say holding it out of reach.
She just looks up at me. “I know damn well you want it. Written all over that beautiful face of yours. Take the cock baby, it’s guaranteed to quench the thirst inside.”
I set the drinks on the coffee table and she sits down. She is eyeball to cock when she hooks her thumbs in the waistband of my sweats and shimmies them down.
When my cock springs forward she licks her lips.
“Licks before sips, even better. Suck my cock Kat.”
She looks up at the scar from my incision and her eyebrows turn in.
“You are lucky you didn’t die,” she says and looks up at me. “You feel like shit you go to the damn doctor. Natalia would be lost without you.”
“Babe, my cock is in your hands, I am fucking rock hard, you lick it or I’m sticking it.”
“What is this Dr. Seussical the musical on Mt. Turtleneck?”
Her tongue swipes her lips again, she grabs my cock hard and strokes me slow pulling what little foreskin is not stretched to the hilt back, because my cock is fucking stone then her tongue darts across my head.
“Fuck Kat, don’t start like that.”
She strokes me up, nearly covering my cock and sticks her tongue inside and rolls it around the edges of my head.
I grip the back of her hair and pull her back. She squeezes my cock tighter.
“You wanna drown in my cum?”
She smiles and very slowly nods.
“Yeah?” Oddly it’s hot, and since I do know CPR I consider allowing it.
“It’s fun to play with one like this.” She strokes me, staring at my dick like it’s a fucking new toy.
“By like this I am assuming you mean fucking perfect and natural as God himself intended a dick to be.”
“Didn’t mean any of that, just love it.”
“You love my cock?”
“Yeah. It’s like a slinky.”
“You seriously calling my cock a kid’s dollar store toy?”
“An accordion,” she says as she strokes it and smiles.
“Babe,” I warn.
She looks up at me. “It’s my fucking unicorn.”
“Yeah?”
She smiles big again. “I love it and it’s my unicorn.”
She basically hugs it. “Adorable as this moment is you need to fucking suck that cock Kat. Just open your mouth and fucking suck.”
So she does. Takes it deep, gagging a little, she looks up hungry with some falling tears, and giving no fucks as she takes me deeper in her mouth and then swallows.
“Fuck. Yes.”
***
KAT
I’m closing up on a Wine Wednesday wanting badly to swing by Ricco’s and swing on that glorious cock but it’s fucking Wine Wednesday and that would be a sin.
I get in my car and wave Tweedledee and Tweedledum off when I get a notification.
Odd, what the hell is that about. Both Ricco and I deleted the apps, which was a big ass commitment for me. Not really but I made damn sure he thought I thought it was.
@rider1: How you been?
Kat: Seriously?
@rider1: Yeah seriously.
Kat: Well then I guess I’ll say I have this guy I kind of love, but he’s pissing me off right now.
@rider1: Perfect time to come play with me then.
Kat: Are we twelve?
@rider1: No but I got twelve over here swinging if you wanna hop on. Since your BOYFRIEND is pissing you off I say you need to say yes.
Kat: My BOYFRIEND knows it’s Wine Wednesday and I have plans with my girls.
@rider1: Your BOYFRIEND should trump your girls even if just for a little lip and sip action, followed by maybe a quick suck and an even quicker fuck.
Kat: Not gonna happen.
@rider1: Wow, then she’ll be finger fucking herself for a week and not riding the cock
Kat: You serious right now?!
@rider1: Yeah, I am. Give me your digits and I will show you how serious.
Kat: DON’T.
My messenger lights up as I start my car. I ignore it until I’m at the stoplight when it chimes again. A video. Like that sort of trickery is gonna work.
It does, it so does.
Ricco lying on his bed, stroking himself and making those damn grunts that do me in.
Be strong, I tell myself.
It’s Wine Wednesday I scold myself as I turn on his road.
Drive by, don’t fall down that damn rabbit hole, I plead with myself, as I pull in the driveway I curse my damn obsession with that uncut cock.
“It’s fucking perfect,” I sputter as I stomp up the walkway. “Damn you magical unicorn.”