Page 90 of Undefeated

“Look at the screen. See the number at the bottom? 24%? Start there and read about five pages,” she said as she bounced up and down in her seat.

I looked down at the Kindle and began reading.

“Just flip your finger across the screen of push the arrow on the right,” she said.

I nodded as I read.

I finished the five pages.

Wow.

“Is that it?” I asked, looking up from the Kindle.

“Nope,” she said as she jumped up, ran toward me and snatched the Kindle from my grasp.

Frantically, she pushed and flipped her finger across the screen. She smiled and handed it back to me.

“Those two and a half pages. From the top of where it is,” she smiled and pranced back to her perch. As she sat down, she pressed the wrinkles from her skirt.

I read the two and a half pages, placed the Kindle down beside me, and took a slow drink of water from my bottle.

“Yes,” I said.

She emitted a loud squeal and jumped from her seat, her arms outstretched.

“Sit down, Kace,” I said sternly as I stood up.

She frowned and sat down in her seat. She looked up at me with a puzzled look as I slowly approached her.

“Give me your hand,” as I held my hand out toward her lap. She raised her hand to mine, grasped my fingers in hers, and rose from her seat as I lifted her hand in mine.

“What…” she began to ask as I pulled her up from her seat..

“Not a word,” I said as I began to walk toward the spare bedroom.

As we approached the weight bench, I lifted her hand over her head and spun her in a half-circle. As she faced me, I released her hand, held her head in my hands, and kissed her deeply. As we kissed she began to moan. I reached under her skirt as we kissed and pulled her panties down to mid-thigh. I continued to kiss her and lifted my foot to her thigh, pushing the panties to the floor.

I pulled my lips from hers, and turned her head to the side. I leaned toward her ear and whispered heavily, “Kace, there’s only one rule. Always. One for yes, twice for no. That’s the only rule, okay?”

She tapped my shoulder once as she exhaled a light moan. I bit the bottom of her earlobe sharply and turned her head back to face me. As soon as she made eye contact, I pressed my lips to hers.

As we kissed I lifted her from the floor and placed her down on the weight bench. On her back, with her legs on each side of the bench, I continued to kiss her deeply, biting her lips harshly each time our lips parted. I reached down and pulled the leg extension attachment upward.

“Put your feet here,” I said as I lifted her heels up toward the extension.

Without argument or explanation, she complied. In this position, it was similar to being in the stirrups in a doctor’s office for an examination. I unzipped her skirt and removed it, tossing it on the spare bed.

“Not a word, Kace,” I reminded her, “Now close your eyes. Don’t open them.”

She closed her eyes, lifted her bead from the bench, and placed her hands behind her head. As he did, I pressed her knees apart and buried my face between her legs. As I began to lick her soaking wet pussy, she moaned loudly.

I moaned as I licked and fingered her pussy, paying special attention to her swollen clit. She continued to moan as I slid my finger in and out of her soaking wet pussy and flicked my tongue across her clit. As I slid my finger in and out of her tight, wet pussy, her breathing began to be short and choppy. I felt her pussy begin to contract against my finger.

“Shane…” she moaned.

As my finger slid in and out, I continued to lick and suck her clit.

“Shane. Oh…God,” she whispered. Her hands slipped from behind her head and she grabbed the sides of the weight bench.