Grooming Kitty: A BDSM Romance by Kirsten McCurran Read Free Book Online Page B

hugging her knees against her chest and enjoying the warm glow that spread through her, but frightened by its power.
    The problem, Katherine decided, was that she was just horny, not that she wanted to explore her dark curiosities. If it was just plain old horniness then any boy could help her and once she got it out of her system then she could go back to normal. To that end, she broke down and called Cody. She did not want to lead him on, but Cody was safe and familiar and she knew he could make her feel good. Katherine arranged for him to come over and hang out one night when she was babysitting. On the phone she stressed that they would just be hanging out, in case she got cold feet.
    The Berlantis were a nice couple, although every time she turned around, Katherine caught the husband staring at her ass. Their house was not as grand as some of the families she sat for, but that was okay because their children were so well behaved. The parents would not be out late, they were just going to dinner and then the movies with friends, so Katherine pushed to get the kids in bed early. After a nutritious meal of chicken nuggets and fries and a cutthroat game of Candy Land, she had the kids tucked into bed and was downstairs watching television in the den when Cody texted that he was outside. Katherine checked her hair in the mirror above the credenza inside the front door and then welcomed Cody into the house with a hug.
    While Cody dug through the Berlanti family DVD collection for something to watch, Katherine prepared popcorn in the microwave and fetched drinks. Cody chose The Texas Chainsaw Massacre , which was typical. She did not like horror movies as a rule, but she did not care which movie he chose since there were other things on her mind. Cody put his feet up on the coffee table while Katherine snuggled up to him and ate popcorn out of the big plastic bowl, which sat in his lap.
    Katherine wondered if Cody could sense the tension. If he could, he did not show it, absent-mindedly stroking her arm while seemingly engrossed in the movie. It was the first time they had hung out since she broke things off and she was surprised Cody didn’t have anything to say to her. They were sitting on the couch like nothing had changed. She felt comfortable with the cute boy and it was easy to remember all the reasons she liked him. Katherine couldn’t help but wonder if she had been too hasty in breaking up with him.
    The movie was scary, though not as gruesome as the original, and every time Katherine jumped and buried her face in Cody’s chest he used it as an opportunity to pull her closer. Cody wormed his hand under her arm and it rested on her tummy, within a hair’s breadth of her breast. The hesitation was not like him and it frustrated Katherine. She wanted him to take charge and kiss her, rather than try to sneak up on it. Shifting, Katherine planted her breast right into his palm and he gave it a nice squeeze. Finally, we’re getting somewhere , she thought. Cody’s groping was clumsy, but it still felt good to be touched and she rested her hand on his thigh while laying her head on his shoulder. She began softly kissing his neck and the movie was soon forgotten.
    Cody turned and pulled her lips to his, while more aggressively groping her chest. He would brush over her nipple, which felt wonderful, but then he ignored it as he squeezed her. It was funny, but she’d always been perfectly happy fooling around with Cody before. His touch was also muffled by her top and bra and Katherine wanted him to just tear her clothes off. He turned and she lay back on the couch, sliding her hand up his thigh while he tried to get his hand under her tight, low-cut top. When she ran her hand over his lap, Katherine could feel that he was very happy to see her. She rubbed him and grasped Cody’s shaft through his baggy cargo shorts. He grunted and as she worked on his prick she felt a wet spot forming on his shorts from leaking precum.