Page 7 of Keeping Katie
Everything around me disappears, and the only thing I can focus on is that sweet sound. Where is she? Who is she? That’s a silly fucking question. She’s mine. I know it without even laying eyes on her. I know it without knowing a single thing about her. She could be married for all I know. It doesn’t matter.She’s mine.
When I get midway down the long counter, a small woman steps out from behind the tall espresso machine. She raises her gaze to me, blinking several times before her plush lips fall open. I can’t help but stare, mesmerized by everything about her.
A flush blooms on her cheeks as she raises her gaze to me. “H-hi. Um, hi. Welcome to Twisted Bean. What can I get for you?” She runs her fingers over some of the loose hairs that have fallen from her ponytail and tucks them behind her ear, her hand trembling.
I take my time taking her in. Silky, caramel brown hair pulled up in a high ponytail with a pale pink velvet scrunchy. Round blue eyes with the longest lashes I’ve ever seen. The high counter blocks most of her body, but she’s definitely curvy. My girl likes to eat. And that makes me so damn happy. I can’t wait to feed her. And feastonher.
“Katie!” Chloe skips up from behind and waves at my woman. Katie. It’s adorable. Just like her.
Katie’s attention slowly shifts from me to Chloe and Cali. I don’t like it. I want her eyes on me. Always on me and no one else. Holy fuck. What’s wrong with me? I’ve never reacted to a woman like this. Never felt this kind of all-consuming possessiveness. It’s uncomfortable and addicting at the same time.
“Hi!” Katie squeals and then scurries around from behind the counter toward us.
Holy fuck, she’s perfect.
Wide, round hips, a soft tummy, big tits, and thick thighs that I want to worship. Jesus. God was feeling generous when he made her.
Katie and Chloe hug tightly before Cali takes her turn. When they pull away, Katie peeks up at me and swallows. “This must be Bash?” she asks, disappointment in her voice.
Chloe and Cali burst out laughing. What the fuck is so funny?
“Oh, goodness, no. This is Grady. He works with Bash and Cali’s husband, Declan. Grady, this is Katie. She owns Twisted Bean,” Chloe says, motioning toward Katie.
I gawk unapologetically, memorizing everything I can about her. “Nice to meet you, Katie.” I stick out my hand to shake hers, my heart pounding as she glances down at my tattoo-covered fingers, her tongue popping out to wet her lips. She doesn’t look like someone who dates men covered in ink. Or men who work for criminal empires. That’s about to change, though. Her entire life is about to be turned upside down, and so is mine. I can feel it.
The second she slides her fingers into my palm, my cock grows painfully hard, and every hair on my body stands on end.
“Nice to meet you,” she replies quietly.
I keep hold of her hand for longer than is acceptable, but I can’t seem to let go. When she finally tugs it free, an emptiness settles inside me. She’s meant to be touching me. Only me.
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth and turns toward Chloe. “Do you want coffee?”
Chloe grins. “You know it.”
My eyes go directly to Katie’s ass when she turns around. The skinny jeans she has on hug her like a glove, giving me the perfect view. Cali snorts beside me, breaking my attention away. When I look down at her, she waggles her eyebrows and then points toward Katie.
“Hush,” I scold quietly.
Her knowing grin irritates me. Why do I have a feeling this was a set-up?
“Can I get you something?” Katie asks me when she’s back behind the counter.
Her voice is sweet like honey and has an innocence about it when she talks. Everything about her seems innocent.
I study her as I run a hand over my beard. Would it be too much to ask her to sit on my face? Because that’s something I’d like her to get me. Probably not appropriate for a first-time meet, so I smile. “Make me whatever you want, and I’ll drink it.”
Pink blotches appear on her cheeks, and she quickly lowers her gaze for a second and then looks at Cali. She fidgets nervously with a cup, and I want to grab hold of her to soothe her nerves. I’m used to people being nervous around me, but she has no reason to be.
“I’ll have whatever Chloe’s having,” Cali announces before she wanders off toward one of the gift displays. Chloe quickly follows, leaving me alone with Katie. I can’t take my eyes off her. I have so many questions. Ones I definitely won’t get answers to right now, but hopefully soon.
She moves behind the espresso machine, but I can still watch her from this angle as she prepares three drinks with such precision that I’d bet she could do it with her eyes closed. Every so often, she peers at me and then quickly looks away when she realizes I’m staring at her.
“Do you like your coffee sweet?” she asks quietly, almost timidly.
Fuck no. “If you like it, I’ll like it.” The only thing I want that’s sweet is my mouth on her pussy, but I’ll drink whatever she gives me just to make her happy.
The pink blotches appear again, and I’m quickly becoming addicted to seeing them. I want to see her lower set of cheeks pink from my handprint.