Catriona's Golden Angel [Prometheus in Chains 6] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Clair de Lune Page A

pulled out her chair, and seated her, then went to fetch the prawns, already arranged on a small china plate. She loved to feed him, so he had prepared only one plate. He had set places on two adjacent sides of the table. She smiled and, dipping one large prawn in the aioli, she offered it to him. Gazing deep into her eyes, he bit off half the prawn with his strong teeth, and left the other half to her. She dipped it in more aioli and ate it. She fed him a second, and a third, and continued until all the prawns were eaten. He stood to remove the plate and bring in the next course. The chops were done to a turn, and the sauce was delicious. The apple fritters, made with dark brown sugar, were a perfect complement to the pork. The asparagus was tender, and it and the broccoli were perfectly cooked. Both Catriona and Angel did justice to the main course. Then she said, “You’re spoiling me, Angel. Is there some ulterior motive?”
    “How well you know me, Mistress,” he replied.
    “Well?” she asked.
    “I do want to ask you something, Mistress. We get on so well in the club and outside. I want to make it more permanent.”
    “What did you have in mind, Angel?”
    “I want to be with you all day, every day and all night, every night. I want you to go to sleep in my arms, and wake up beside me in the mornings! Please, Mistress, won’t you move in with me?” he asked and waited nervously for her answer. He had a lot riding on her answer, and he hoped it would be the one he longed to hear. She seemed to be considering for a long while. He looked at her, and she was smiling.
    “Yes, my Angel. I will!” 
    He felt such relief and overwhelming happiness. Another step toward their future had been successfully taken.
    “I want to give myself to you, Mistress. To serve you feels safe, warm, and comforting. I want to be fully connected to you, to be dedicated to your pleasure and service. I am excited when I follow your rules and the protocols we have set up. They set me free to enjoy our closeness. I love the sweetness and meaning behind the rituals you set up for me. I feel that we can be a unit, together against the world.”
    Catriona took his head in her hands and kissed him fully on the lips. Not a passionate, ready-to-fuck kiss, but one of great sweetness.
    “Are you ready for dessert, Mistress, or would you like to postpone it until later?”
    “Will it spoil, my Angel?” she asked.
    “Oh, no, Mistress. It’s a matter of assembling it.”
    “Well then let’s wait. What other surprises do you have for me?” she asked playfully.
    He was astounded that she should have read him so easily. Then again maybe he shouldn’t have been. She’d had enough practice with her subs over the years and, if nothing else, she was the consummate professional.
    “If you will come into my bedroom, Mistress?”
    She followed him, and he watched her closely as he showed her the six rings attached to his bed. He saw a small smile of satisfaction light her eyes, as her little pink tongue slowly caressed her plump bottom lip. His cock swelled and grew harder! He knew what that tongue and those lips could do to him, and he couldn’t wait to have her here, living with him. First, he knew, she was planning something. 
    “You’ve given me so many surprises and kept so many secrets, my Angel. You’ve planned this in secret and kept it all from your Mistress! There has to be retribution!” She smiled a long, slow smile as she said it. Angel’s cock became even harder if that was possible. “You have three minutes to bring me off, or else no orgasm for you all night,” Catriona said. Angel set to work with a will, lifting her dress out of the way, before pumping his fingers in and out of her cunt, curling them against her G-spot as he pulled them out. He set his mouth to her labia, and ran his tongue up and down her crease, not quite touching her clit. She threw her head back in delight, then he fastened his mouth on her