"If you don't want too."
She opened her eyes and fell forward. "I want it," she groaned closing her eyes and claiming his lips. As their lips touched he thrust up into her and groaned against her mouth as a fury of his cum was unleashed within her. Feeling the beat of his stream of cum slamming against her inner walls sent her over the edge and she echoed his moan against his mouth as her pussy clenched and then released, milking his cock for every ounce of his seed while unleashing a flood of her juices to greet his shaft.
She had no idea how long she was suspended in that glorious moment of pleasure, seconds, minutes. She had no idea how long it had been, but when she pulled her mouth away from his, gasping hard and collapsing on top of him, she was exhausted, spent and completely sated.
She trembled over him as she relaxed, in no rush to remove his rapidly depleting cock from her core. He felt good within her. It was where he belonged.
Chapter 11
Katrina sighed softly, as she slowly woke to the feel of her hair being stroked. A soft smile touched her lips and she debated with herself on whether she was going to wake up or not. The empty feeling in her stomach and the insane urge to pee became the deciding factor. She needed to get up, regardless of how good it felt to have Damon stroking her hair while she slept.
"Mmmmm. Didn't you get enough last night?" They'd had four rounds of love making the previous evening, taking them well into the morning. They had finally fallen to sleep under the blanket he'd draped over her shoulders earlier that evening with the fire frolicking in the background.
He didn't answer, but continued to stroke her hair, but getting a little more rough, yanking at a lock of hair with force. "Ouch! Damon!" She slowly opened her eyes, pulling her hair from his grip and let out an earth-shattering scream as her eyes didn't focus on Damon's, but two chocolate brown eyes of a small monkey.
The monkey leapt back and onto the back of the sofa, replicating her scream and placing its hands over its mouth.
She screamed a second time, still in shock as she scrambled to her feet clutching the blanket around her. The monkey also screamed a second time, a blood curdling high-pitched scream and began to bounce around the room, its eyes wild in terror, highlighted by its white furry face.
Struggling to lower her heart rate she took several deep breaths in and slowly released them as she watched the monkey, who was also beginning to settle down. Perched on the back of the rocking chair, its toes curled around the rails and it began to eye her with suspicion and hostility.
Once she got over her initial surprise at being woken up by a monkey stroking her hair, Katrina had to admit the little guy was pretty cute. It reminded her of that monkey they had on the television show Friends. For the life of her she couldn't remember the monkey's name, but it was definitively the same species. A giggle escaped her lips when she noticed he was wearing a diaper.
Deciding she wasn't a threat, the monkey jumped down from the rocking chair located across the room and made his way over to her. He jumped up onto the leather sofa and perched himself on the back so he was almost eye to eye with her.
"Kimmy!"
Still slightly riled up from her surprise wake-up, the appearance of a petite blonde woman bursting into the den had Katrina jumping in surprise and screaming for a third time. The monkey, who she now knew to be named, 'Kimmy' also screamed, while jumping up and down on the sofa.
"There you are." The woman rushed over to the monkey, virtually ignoring Katrina, and gathered the animal into her arms. The monkey climbed up onto the woman's shoulder and perched herself, its dark eyes still locked onto Katrina.
The blonde woman turned to look at Katrina, whose face burned with her embarrassment. Where was Damon? Why did he leave her there sleeping on the floor to be fondled by monkeys and stared at by...
She quickly surveyed the other woman, who was dressed in a light brown uniform, with a nametag identifying her as Faith, and that she worked at the Houston South Zoo. She let out a loud sigh. So this was the zookeeper. She didn't look like much of a zookeeper; she looked like she belonged on a cover of a magazine. It was apparent she wasn't wearing a stitch of make-up and she was still a stunning woman. Katrina felt a pang of jealousy. This woman was here every day?
Faith stared back at her. She didn't seem to be any more pleased to see Katrina as Katrina was to see her. The zookeeper had a thing for him; there was no doubt in Katrina's mind. Had he had a fling with her too? He'd admitted to having a fling with his secretary, did he fuck all his female staff?
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"What's going on?" Damon rushed into the room and skidded to a halt as he watched the two women eye each other, sizing each other up. Ahhhh shit, he groaned inwardly. He'd been busy in his office and hadn't expected for Faith to enter the house. Usually when she came in she announced herself, she hadn't today.
Both women turned their attention to him and Faith was the first to speak. "Damon. Hi, I ummm... Kimmy decided to explore and I lost her." She shrugged. "Found her in here with..." She turned her eyes back to Katrina.
Letting out a loud sigh, Damon nodded as he walked over to Katrina, slipped an arm around her waist and pulled her tight. "Well, Faith this is my fiancée, Katrina."
Faith's smile fell and her expression went blank. He knew she was taking the news hard. She had a thing for him for close to a year now, he hadn't encouraged her, but at the same time he hadn't discouraged her either. He enjoyed the younger woman's company, but at the same time he didn't have that 'click' feeling towards her so never pursued anything more than friendship with her.
Katrina cuddled up against him, a smile forming on her lips as she glanced up at him and caught his gaze.
"Oh," the zookeeper finally managed to get out once she got over her shock of the engagement. "That was fast. I didn't even think you were dating someone?" She frowned, keeping her eyes focused on him.
"Yeah, well..." He cleared his throat.
"Nice to meet you, Faith. I look forward to getting to know you better." Holding the blanket she had wrapped around her tight to her chest, Katrina extended her hand to Faith. The younger woman accepted her hand, giving it a quick shake.
"Good to meet you, Katrina." She motioned towards the door. "I'm going to leave now. The animals are taken care of for the day." She scampered away with Kimmy seated on her shoulder before Damon could respond, closing the door firmly behind her.
Katrina slipped from his embrace and he didn't have to look down at her face to know she was angry. As he lowered his gaze to hers, sure enough, there was fire in her blue eyes and not the kind that was in them last night when they were making love. She was indeed pissed.