Chapter 86 Never enough
“You have to close your eyes before we enter the bedroom tonight," Roger whispered in her ear, immediately covering her eyes with his palms.
Karen's heart thumped, but when he finally removed his hand, her stomach felt giddy.
The red candles lining the corridor to the bedroom on either side of the red and white rose petals were the most romantic thing Karen had ever seen.
She thought the garden was her favorite part of the mansion, but she couldn't say the same after entering the bedroom tonight.
They had stopped by Giovanni and Molly's mansion for lunch, which felt more like a family reunion. Although they insisted that Roger and Karen should spend the night, Roger refused, and Karen could now understand why.
"Roger, I don't know what to say," Karen was lost for words, her jaw dropping. For someone who wasn't a fan of roses, these red and white roses stole her heart.
And then the red silky linen. The sight of it made her feel a sensation between her thighs. "Well, I promised to only change for the better, so let's just say, this is the beginning of the kind of husband I want to be to my wife."
Karen was touched, turning to face him as she tiptoed and kissed him on the lips. Roger almost lost control but slowly pulled away. "We haven't come to that part yet. Why don't we go and shower first?"
Karen sniffed her armpit, wondering if she was giving off an offensive odor after attending the funeral, but Roger chuckled. As it turned out, there was another surprise waiting for her.
The aroma of sweet scents met her nostrils, followed by the automatic violin playing in the corner, and immediately, Roger held Karen by the waist as they began to dance to the ballroom music.
Giggling through it, Karen felt like she was walking on clouds. Every day, Roger would come up with things to make her happy, and now, she felt like doing something for him.
The antique she gave him as a birthday gift had been used as a decorative object, and he desired to do much more for him. “I love you, Stallion,” she said dreamily, her laughter never fading.
Roger leaned in and kissed her briefly on the lips. “These are the only words I’ve been meaning to hear from you, kitten.”
Right then, he began to undress her, but Karen stopped him. Disappointment flashed in his eye but soon disappeared when she began to unbuckle his belt as she knelt before him.
The moment she freed the beast in his pants, it hardened in her small hands, becoming bigger than she ever saw it. The thick veins around it made her gulp as she took the tool gently in her mouth and began to massage his scrotum.
“Uhm,” a groan escaped Roger, amazed to see her take charge for the first time. Karen sucked his member with passion, pausing in between to catch her breath to prevent choking.
Roger would massage her breasts, making her moan until his release came rushing out. He tried to prevent her from tasting it, but it was too late.
Not only did she suck him, but she also savored his juices like her favorite ice cream. This singular act broke every doubt he had about the progress of their relationship.
He wasn’t expecting it but enjoyed it to the fullest. Tonight was supposed to be hers but she turned it around. “Thank you, Kitten, today is the best day of my life.”
Karen giggled, glad to have done that for him, but before she knew it, the beast had risen again, and she was bent over the edge of the jacuzzi as he entered her from behind.
She felt so full that she wanted to break, but the excitement sent through her body made it impossible for her to tell him to stop. His full length went inside of her from behind as he squeezed her nipple, charging her with orgasm.
“Ah, Stallion, harder,” she moaned. He thrust mercilessly into her poor pussy, releasing every bit of himself inside of her. Karen was exhausted as Roger carried her to the shower instead of the jacuzzi.
The more he had, the more he wanted of her, but Karen wanted to sleep. “Good night, Stallion,” she said drowsily when Roger carried her to the bed after the shower, but Roger was not done with her.
“Good night, kitten,” he replied, right before his tongue rummaged through her already tired walls, stretching it to make room for another round. To his amazement, Karen pressed his head closer, urging him on, as she moved her waist in circular movements to meet him halfway.
She wanted him just as much as he wanted her, and as much as they made love, it was never enough.
The sound of Karen’s phone ringing woke her, and looking at the caller, she frowned in annoyance. Roger’s beast was stretching her tight walls, and she didn’t want him to stop, but sensing a problem, she answered the phone and put it on speaker.
A familiar female voice sounded from the end of the line. “Karen, can you pick me up from the airport please?” Karen was not annoyed by the caller but the interruption.
However, how Roger handled the matter was something she would never forget.