MC: LaPonte
kiss her showing that I
appreciate it. Pulling apart we're both breathing heavy. "We need
to get going if we want to eat tonight." Fuck, I could pound nails
with my dick right now.
    "Where are we going?" She
asks while buckling in the middle seat.
    "I like you sitting beside
me. There's a place in Newport I've been wanting to take you to." I
tell her as I grab her hand.
    "Oh no, not the Wharf!"
She looks horrified.
    "No, I hate that place.
This is a little Italian place off the main road. They do all kinds
of fresh vegetables and noodles."
    "Thank God. It sounds
great, I love 'noodles'. I usually call it pasta though. Thank
you." She laughs while squeezing my hand.
    "Thank you for what?" I'm
not sure I want to know about the Wharf.
    "You thought about what I
would like. Thank you." She has a sweet smile on.
    I want to turn the fuck
around and drag her to bed. Fuck, I got to get my head away from
the fuckin bed. We talk about the shelter house. She'll be bringing
women in this week. I think it was a genius move to get a house in
the backyard. Her women will be protected at all times.
    We have a block to walk to
the restaurant. Kate looks in an antique store window at a
miniature captains house. When she turns to me I see her nipples. I
can't take my eyes off them. The wind has her blouse plastered
tight against her body. "Kate, tell me about the jewelry I'm
looking at." Holy fuck I'm hard with just a look. I look in her
eyes.
    She has the biggest fuckin
smile on. "Well, I told you I was ready for more, I'm not sure you
got that I meant a lot more. I'm glad I got your attention. I've
been dying for you to see my new jewelry. I love them. My nipples
were really sensitive. I read and Jess confirmed that piercings
double the feelings. Jess said they're like a pleasure button.
Nancy agreed, then pierced my nipples." Holy Fuck! That's all, just
like that. Fuck.
    "When did you do this?" I
can't believe I'm able to talk, all my fuckin blood is rushing to
my dick.
    "The night Patches was
found."
    "The night Patches was
found. At the club, you did this in VPs rooms?"
    She's looking at me
confused. "Yes. Nancy was there, she did it then."
    "Has anyone seen your
jewels?" My fuckin brain is begging for a no.
    "Well yeah, Nancy, Jess
and Tracy." She smiles.
    "Nancy, Jess and Tracy."
No other guy is ever fuckin seeing my Kate's big fuckin nipples
with jewels in them. I grab her hand and start walking, turning
toward the water. She's had jewelry since Patches was found. I am
such a fuckin dick.
    "Where are we
going?"
    It takes me a second to
catch her question and realize I need to give her an answer. "The
Wharf. I hate that place but they have a family bathroom so I can
see how fuckin sensitive your nipples are with their
jewels."
    She laughs. "They're very
sensitive. I've been trying them out."
    Fuck! I feel like a
cartoon guy, feet skidding digging a path to stop himself from
hitting a light pole. I stop short and look at her nipples then her
face. I don't think I can walk and talk at the same time. "You
tried them out?" The fuckin pictures going through my head. I shake
it and look at her.
    The fuckin smile again.
"Yes, they really are more sensitive. I can come without touching
anything but my nipples."
    I don't know how I'm
fuckin standing. I growl and kiss her. I can't get that picture out
of my fuckin head. I let her mouth go and continue to the Wharf.
She's giggling. Fuckin Beautiful.Kate.
    I walk right in and into
the bathroom dragging her with me. Once I lock the door I pull her
blouse off. "My fuckin beautiful Kate is walking around with no bra
and pierced fuckin nipples, trying to get my fuckin attention." I
whisper. I can't get past the sight of her big nipples with the
pretty pink jewels. "Your beautiful nipples are fuckin gorgeous K."
I hear the hoarseness in my voice. "I have to touch you K. I can't
wait." I look in her eyes. She's smiling. "I promised myself I
wouldn't touch you until I was sure I had a clean slate for us

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