CHAPTER 6: A KITTEN FOR HIM

ASIF

Kimberly… Kimberly

Kimberly

She was all I could think about as I paddled on barefoot in the house trying to… No, I was pacing like some strung out teenager who was having his first major crush.

“lirahimih allah” I muttered as I stalked off to the island.

I needed a drink, something strong to get whatever it was racing inside me out.

She was pretty and that is what all kittens are called… pretty. With that high cheekbone and the most haunting eyes I had ever seen.

It was obvious she probably had something other than English blood in her and that dress she had worn. The way her hips and that ass had hugged it was so becoming and if it wasn’t for the presence of my children and the fact that she was the best friend of my daughter, I would have shown her what exactly I thought about her choice of clothing.

I had made a fool of myself and just because some little girl I could birth had walked in and dragged the carpet from under my feet.

I wanted to ask Azeena about her but did not want to make it obvious; I wanted to know her age before I made any move on her.

She had to be an adult… she must be or I could never…

“Fuck” I muttered as I downed the liquid, feeling its heat course down to my belly.

I had to get a grip immediately before I did something eternally stupid.

I heard the door click and figured my son was back from returning my kitten to her home, safe and sound. I did not turn around even when I heard the shuffling of feet behind me

“We need to talk” Hassan said finally

“What about?” I asked, still not turning

“About Kimberly. You should stop whatever it is you are doing now and think about how Azeena will feel if she finds out you can’t keep your hands off her friend”

I knew he had something to say and it was probably because he had seen my reaction to Kimberly at the party but there was no way I was going to allow my son lecture me on whom I could have an attraction to.

“Are you indeed looking out for your sister or for yourself” I asked, turning to him

His eyes betrayed what I had already figured out at the party when they had been dancing. It would seem that my son was in love with my kitten which was quite unfortunate.

“She is innocent and you shouldn’t…”

“Corrupt her?” I interrupted

He said nothing and simply because that was exactly what he wanted to say

“And you think you are the perfect choice for her? That you wouldn’t corrupt her too” I asked

Still my son said nothing; he merely stared at his feet while I spoke

“Why don’t we allow the girl choose who she wants between us and go with her decision. How does that sound?” I rallied, the blood pumping through my veins

“This is not a competition, Dad. I was merely saying that she is just a child of twenty and it wouldn’t be sensible if…”

“And now you are talking to me about sense. Did you by any chance hit your head somewhere during your transit to and fro? Do not ever bring this up again” I bellowed

My son moved back like he thought I was about to strike him which I did not even think of and then he looked at me like he wanted to say something else but stopped.

“Goodnight Dad” He said before turning and bounding up the stairs leaving me questioning the wiseness of my words to him.

It did not matter though; Kimberly was mine and she had been from the moment she stepped into my house and I set eyes on her and she might not know it yet but she was and it was only a matter of time before I showed her exactly.

I took another glass and no more because I had work the following morning and it wouldn’t do if I woke up with a hangover just because I could not tame my libido.

It wasn’t from the lack of sex that I sought Kimberly… far from it. There was just something about her that I considered very attractive and that appealed to me and as I lay in bed with sleeping eluding me, I thought about it thoroughly.

It was her innocence and her fire, she had spunk and did not give a fuck who I was and she had told me off.

I laughed out loud as I remembered us on the dance with my hand close to palming that ass; she had told me off straight to my face even when I knew she also considered me attractive.

Hassan’s warnings filtered annoyingly through my thoughts. She was twenty and as far as I know that is a certified age for an adult, she wasn’t a child anymore and I wasn’t going to hurt her like he must be thinking.

How could I dare hurt my kitten; I just wanted to show her a world beyond the small one she was living in and introduce her to the secret pleasures that only I could offer her.

I closed my eyes, my hand straying to my hard cock with a groan escaping my throat as I palmed its hard length.

There was only one person I could think about that I wanted to fuck and she was twenty years old with the most luscious lips on earth that was begging to be kissed, hips that screamed wild nights and rides and eyes that held innocence so deep, it was unsettling.

I jerked off at the thought of Kimberly’s mouth on my hard cock, slurping and sucking and when I could feel the cum surging out of my hot cock, her name escaped my throat.

Kimberly… Kimberly, I thought, my forehead beaded with sweat and the vein on my neck throbbing with renewed purpose.