Mr. King [Book 1]

Forty-Nine

Katherine dragged Harrison down the hall to his bedroom – their bedroom – and he quickly kicked the door shut.

"What are you going to do to me?" Katherine cooed, bouncing her eyebrows playfully at him. Harrison smiled back at her as a plan formed in his head.

"Take your panties off," he told her firmly.

"You're going to have to give me a minute," she giggled as she sat down on the bed before she began unbuckling each one of the garter straps from the stockings.

"Leave everything else on," he forewarned as he slipped into their shared closet.

He grabbed the black stilettos he once fucked her in and walked back out just as she was fastening the clips again, her panties lying on the bedroom floor.

"Mm," Harrison moaned, looking at her. She was absolutely mouth-watering.

She looked up and smiled at him, and he felt a tugging in the pit of his stomach. She meant so much to him. And then he reminded himself that he should say it out loud instead of keeping it bottled up inside him. He had been learning a lot from the therapist he began to see when Katherine came home. He was doing everything he could not to fuck it up this time.

He slowly sauntered up to her, the shoes hung off the tips of the forefinger and middle finger on his right hand.

"You want me to wear those?" Katherine asked, her smile growing increasingly provocative.

"Mm," he hummed, bouncing his eyebrows at her.

She bit at her lip before reaching out for them.

"Uh-uh," he tutted, pulling them out of her grasp.

She sent him an odd look before he dropped down on his knees in front of her, sliding his free hand down the silky smooth fabric of her stockings.

"Oh," Katherine breathed, raising an eyebrow as Harrison picked up her foot, dropping one of the shoes on the floor, before placing the other one on her foot. He did the same with the next before sliding his palms smoothly up her thighs.

"Harrison..." She cooed, looking down into his eyes.

"Katherine..." He whispered, his eyes never leaving hers, watching as a smile tugged up her lips.

"You mean so much to me," he admitted out loud for the very first time.

Katherine's breathing hitched and he swore he saw a bit of tears in her eyes before he leaned in to kiss her hard on the mouth.

"Lie back," he commanded, playing the part she wanted him to play – controlling her.

Katherine immediately did as he asked with a little whimper and it sent a shiver down his spine. He quickly gripped onto her hips and pulled her bum all the way to the edge of the mattress and she let out a squeal of laughter and he could do nothing but smile.

"Open your legs," Harrison requested, even though he was already nudging them open before she even had a chance.

Harrison let out a groan as his eyes took her all in. He had to take a deep breath just to keep himself from diving into her. He leaned in, kissing and nipping down her inner thigh, bypassing her center before kissing and nipping the other thigh, causing her to let out a deep moan.

The little noises she was making were sending pleasure-filled currents straight to his cock. He was so hard, it was agonizing.

"Please, Harrison," Katherine whimpered.

"Oh, Miss Mason. Eager are we?" He asked coolly.

"Mm. You have no idea," she moaned and he had to bite his lip as pleasure skated through him again.

Harrison's hands slipped up the top of her thighs, finally touching her where she wanted to be touched. His thumbs grazed over her opening and she let out another moan. And when he spread her open to get a better look, she quivered against his fingers.

"Oh, Miss Mason," he cooed, letting out his own moan as he leaned in, meeting his mouth to her.

A long, pleasure-filled moan slowly erupted out of her and Harrison couldn't help but moan against her in response. She was going to absolutely dismantle him by the end of the night.

She came apart underneath him as he licked and sucked and played with her. He could have stayed between her legs all night if she'd let him, but he knew she wanted to be fucked. So once she trembled and moaned through her orgasm, he pulled back, wiping at his mouth.

"Oh my god, Harrison," Katherine mewled, running her fingers through her hair before she propped her upper body up on her elbows, looking down her body at him as he sat back on his haunches.

She watched him as he pulled himself to his feet and stood towering over her.

"Come here," he breathed lowly and she quickly clambered to her feet in front of him.

He gripped to the back of her neck and tugged her lips to his. He kissed her with all the passion he felt for her. His desire for her was all-consuming and he almost couldn't wait to bury himself in her.

As they kissed, Harrison's hands came up, cupping around her breasts, realizing she was still wearing her bra.

"Mm. This just won't do," he concluded as his forefingers slipped underneath the straps and snapped them against her skin. She let out a lust-filled groan and it caused his cock to twitch in his trousers.

"You're going to fucking kill me, Katherine," Harrison warned, letting out a low moan.

"Miss Mason," she reminded him, her eyes dark as she looked into his.

"Miss Mason," he reiterated as a wry smirk turned up his mouth.

"I'll revive you," Katherine whispered against his lips. Harrison let out another low agonizing moan. And a moment later, her bra was falling against him.

The tables somehow seemed to be turning and he realized he needed to take back control.

He quickly spun her in his arms, his hand slipping up her throat as her back pressed against his front. She let out a shuddered breath and he smiled to himself.

"I'm going to bend you over that chair and fuck you so hard," Harrison breathed lowly in her ear, causing her to let out a whimper.

"Are you ready, Miss Mason?" He questioned as his hand slipped down from her throat to paw at her bare breasts.

"Yes," she said breathlessly.

"Good," he cooed in her ear, finally letting her go.

"Come, Miss Mason," Harrison said, walking toward the armchair in the corner, pulling it out a bit.

"Bend over and put your palms here and here," he demanded, taping each arm of the chair with his finger.

Katherine immediately did as she was told and he quickly stepped behind her, tugging her hips up so her legs were stick-straight.

"Mm. Just like that," Harrison cooed as he pressed his hardness against the swell of her ass. Katherine let out another moan.

"Silence," Harrison scolded and her moan immediately cut off, getting stuck in the back of her throat.

"You will only make a noise if I tell you to. Do you understand?" Harrison commanded and watched as Katherine nodded her head.

"Good," he cooed, sliding his palm up her bare back before he gripped tightly to her hips again, thrusting himself against her.

Katherine's head fell back as her mouth dropped open, but she didn't allow any sound to come out of her.

"Mm. Good girl," Harrison praised, leaning forward to slip his hands up to her breasts, tugging on her nipples before pulling back.

"Stay just like this, Miss Mason. Do not move. Do you hear me?" Harrison ordered and watched as she nodded her head again.

"Mm," he hummed as he took a step back and watched her for a moment.

She didn't even waver as she stood there like an obedient little girl. Oh, she would be the absolute death of him.