Eric Miller has a dilemma. He has seven years to make his company succeed so he can sell it and prove to his father he has what it takes to head the family business. Eric’s two brothers are out to prove the same. Only one can inherit, and it doesn’t look like it’ll be Eric until he adopts a little black cat that changes his life.
Simone is willing to help in exchange for his complete obedience. Under her direction, Eric finds his desires shifting from running a company to a certain sex kitten whose purr drives him wild. The deadline is nearing, and Eric’s time with Simone is about to end. He plans to find a way to make her stay… even if it’s on his knees.
Eric is making Simone beg? (Timeline Note: This free read takes place during any point of Collar and Bell.)
The black, patent leather, four-inch heels were sleek like Simone. It had been Eric’s first thought when he saw them. He’d liked them but had hesitated in putting them with the lot until the ladies who had helped him approved the choice.
Simone said, “It’s hard to believe you are struggling when you have such gorgeous merchandise.”
He didn’t think she meant for him to comment so he kept his mouth shut. It wasn’t like he had an explanation. The women who worked in his store gushed about the shoes and loved the prices, but the company was still sinking.
She walked back to him, and her gaze strayed down his body to the arousal parting his robe. “See something you like, Eric?”
The tip of her tail tickled the underside of his chin before she trailed it down his chest, past his stomach, and over his shaft to swirl around his tip. Eric sucked in a shuddering breath. The muscles of his waist tightened with the need to move his hips. He had to stay still.
Simone watched him as she played her tail over and under his length and around his balls. If he so much as twitched, she would leave him hard and wanting with his hands bound behind his back for the rest of the night. She’d done it before when she’d started training him to this lifestyle. He hadn’t thought he was the type until she took him in hand and showed him he was wrong.
Now he craved the sweet torture she made him endure because the reward at the end was more than worth it. Her training had also done wonders for his endurance. Simone liked to test his limits to see how long he could stand her teasing before begging for release. The longer he lasted, the more likely he would be allowed entry to her tight, hot pussy.
“Such a good boy,” Simone said with a purr that made her voice rumble. “Ready to go again so soon after our little romp. I didn’t know you held so much promise when I initiated you.”
“Thank you, Maestra.” His voice shook a little as he held back a pleasured shiver. Her tail had curled around his dick and started squeezing him. A normal cat’s tail wasn’t this flexible, but he had long since stopped measuring Simone by the standards of normal cats.
“Up and spread your legs.”