Jennifer Kacey
Authors: Aslan's Fetish
Aslan’s Fetish
Book Five in the Fantasies A-Z Series
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Dedication
To You – For all of our fantasies. From sweet to……
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Aslan’s Fetish
By Jennifer Kacey
Some fantasies are too filthy to ask for. A rare few are so risqué even thinking of them seems too much. Luckily, for Aslan, Zeke has a delicious way of fulfilling all her dirtiest needs.
A fetish. Gratification of a sexual desire, which is unequivocally linked to a specific body part or type of clothing or practice.
Aslan never particularly thought she had a fetish. One certain thing, which turned her on more than anything else. Something that pushed all her delicious buttons at once, rendering her a puddle of need over a fantasy too filthy to speak of.
Yet there is one desire she’d never allowed herself to explore. Not after being programmed by society to think it’s too dirty. Too immoral.
Looking up the words “medical fetish” in the dictionary would show a picture of Aslan…strapped to a doctor’s exam table.
Who knew when her annual checkup showed up on the calendar, it would spark a journey with her husband into something beyond her filthiest imaginings? A handful of words and a well-timed dream gave Zeke the knowledge he needed to give her a fantasy she never even knew to ask for.
“You’re still awake, my wife.”
Aslan looked up from her phone screen as Zeke walked out of the bathroom, completely naked. Fresh from a shower. Her mouth watered. “And it’s a good thing I am. You look like you could use a buddy.”
His cock jerked as he scrubbed a towel over his head on the way to the closet. “Oh, really? What kind of buddy do you think I could use?”
“One with a helping hand?” she asked. “Or mouth,” she mumbled as he ducked inside to toss his towel in the laundry basket.
“A helping hand. Hmm. Like someone to play pool with?” His eyebrows dipped low in fake concentration.
“Nope, but there will definitely be a stick and balls and holes involved.”
“Ha!” He barked out a laugh and climbed into bed on his side. Beneath the covers, he scooted closer. “Hey, you’re naked, too? What a coincidence.” Trailing his palm across her stomach, he grabbed her waist and tugged her sideways into the shelter of his body.
Didn’t take her two seconds to tuck herself a bit closer and relax against him. Still on her back, she was able to look up at him as he stared down at her. “It’s not exactly a coincidence. You told me a couple weeks ago you wanted me to sleep naked all the time so you could take me in the middle of the night.”
He kissed her neck and propped his head up on one of his hands. “I said that? Really? Doesn’t really sound like something I would say. You need your sleep and all.”
Aslan smiled. “Maybe not, but
my
monster had no problems asking for what he wanted.”
“Needed,” Zeke interjected as he leaned in close to steal a kiss. “What he needed.”
Setting her phone on her chest on top of the comforter, she held the back of Zeke’s neck and pulled him close for another kiss. Against his lips, she told him something she’d been telling him a lot lately. “I love being what you need.”
“Ditto.” Dipping his head low, he kissed her again.
This wasn’t just a brief meeting of lips.
On this kiss, he tasted her mouth, sampling her until her breath caught in her throat and she sighed. He pulled his arm from beneath the covers and cupped her jaw. Angling his mouth, he deepened the kiss. Her entire body jerked almost as if he’d made her come. From a simple kiss.
“I love it when you do that. Jerk when I’m touching you. So fucking hot.” He stared down at her as she convinced her eyelids to open and stay that way.
“Have I ever told you how much I love it when you kiss me like
that
?”
“Like what?” he asked as he brushed a piece of hair from her cheek.
“Like you want to possess me. Own me.”
He glanced down at her left hand before meeting her eyes again.
She automatically moved her wedding ring around on her finger.
“Most definitely, on possessing you. When we said I do the possession was in the fine print.”
Aslan almost reached up and touched her throat. Almost. It was feeling more and more naked each day as their kink dynamic grew. She’d thought about mentioning it several times but she always stopped.
Always.
“Yes it was,” she agreed, but it felt a bit less true as his domination of her grew.
It was late and as if on cue, she yawned. Bringing it up this late wouldn’t be good for either of them. Not if they expected to get any good rest. So she put it back on her later list.
She had everything she ever dreamed of.
Rocking the boat was not what she wanted to do.
Convincing her husband to fuck her to sleep was a much more enticing item on her to-do list. Like, at the top of the list. In bold. Highlighted. With hearts maybe.
A ping went off on her chest and they both looked down.
“I forgot I even had my phone out. You make me forget everything.”
Zeke’s cock jerked against her hip and she bit her lip.
“Best compliment ever. So what
are
you still doing up? You looked dead on your feet before we left the office tonight. I know the build schedule’s been insane but the ship will be done pretty close to on schedule, I think. As long as we don’t have any more delays.”
“You better find some wood to knock on, mister. Bad joojoo this late in the game would be awful. Especially with Morocco freaking out all of a sudden.”
Zeke half rolled over and knocked on the nightstand. “Don’t worry. It will all work out. And you’re adorable when you’re superstitious. So, who you talking to this late?”
Aslan picked up her phone and dragged her thumb across the screen to wake it up. “I was texting with Claudia.”
Zeke’s cock jumped again and she smiled hugely.
“You were, were you?”
“Mmhmm.”
He glanced at the clock on her nightstand. “Gotta be ridiculously late for her.
She’s what? Six hours ahead? Or ungodly kinds of early, I guess, depending on how you look at it. She home right now or cruising somewhere else?”
Claudia was a friend of theirs that used to work on one of their cruise ships. She’d had to leave to go work back home in Switzerland to be closer to her family. But she’d made one trip back to Florida to see them. A secret trip, a few weeks before, put together by Zeke to surprise Aslan. And not just a trip to see her or go shopping or out to eat or to the movies.
A trip with the sole purpose of fucking Aslan. Licking her, touching her, tasting her.
Talk. About. Epic.
“Just got home this morning. She had been gone for two weeks, so we haven’t been able to text much. We were making up for lost time.”
“Do tell. Just texting? Hey-how-are-ya or something a bit…more?”
“Definitely something a bit more along the sexting variety,” Aslan finally answered. She flipped her phone around so her husband could see the screen.
“Oh. Fuck.” His cock jerked once more and he moved his hand beneath the covers again. Wrapping his hand around her far hipbone, he squeezed.
On her screen was a picture of the gorgeous Claudia. Taking a bath. With no bubbles. Her slim frame and delicious boobs were front and center. And her light blonde hair? Pigtails.
“She’s so hot,” Aslan offered. “And I made her come.”
“You wreck me. That you were okay with my last fantasy floored me. I know we’ve talked about it. A lot. But seeing another woman fuck you, kiss you. And then you wanting to make her come too.”
Aslan’s pussy clenched and her clit tingled. “With the same dildo she fucked me with.”
“Jesus. I’ll never forget that. I loved you figuring out who it was even being blindfolded. Pretty much knew you would but loved you playing along.”
Flipping to another picture Claudia had sent earlier, she turned the phone around again to show Zeke. Claudia was on her bed, lying on her stomach, and she’d taken a pic over her shoulder. She only wore a tiny pair of Batman panties.
“Damn. Anytime you show me pics of her, I’m right back to the engine room. Her on her knees. Her tongue in your slit. You coming on her mouth.”
“You holding my legs open so she could get to my clit,” Aslan added. “With my wrists tied together. Hanging from a hook you lowered from the ceiling. That was so hot.”
Zeke’s hand moved across her abdomen and then lower, until her cupped her naked pussy. “And you not able to see what was coming next. Totally at my mercy. And the mercy of your friend’s little pointy tongue.”
“I loved her being my first. Loved you knowing who I wanted, even if I’d never told you.”
“You’re mine. I know you.”
For a minute there, she thought he’d said, “I own you”. It’s all about what she wanted to hear.
Aslan moved her legs apart, separating them enough to let Zeke have access to her.
She shivered when he continued to cup her sex, taking his time, making her wait.
So. Sexy.
“And what were you sending to her, my sexy wife?”
Concentrating, she flipped back to the text screen and flipped up a few times. She showed him a pic she’d taken of herself naked in the bathroom mirror. And then the text from Claudia.
*drooling*
Her phone blipped again.
Another text came through.
Did I lose you? Fell asleep or being ravished by that husband of yours?
“What did she say?” Zeke asked, and of course, chose that moment to start a slow and steady massage to her clit.
“Mmm…” was all that came out of Aslan’s mouth when she tried to speak.
“She said that? Interesting.”
Aslan cleared her throat. “Uhh. No. She asked if you were ravishing me.”
He slid his fingers down to the entrance of her pussy and dipped a finger inside.
Her breath caught when she tried to inhale.
When she looked up at him, he just raised his eyebrows again as if nothing were happening below her waist.
“Hmm?” He asked so innocently. “And you’re going to tell her what?”
Aslan’s lips twitched as she tried to keep from laughing. “Seems pretty obvious to me.”
“Oh, this?” He dragged moisture along the lips of her sex then trapped her clit between his fingers. Slowly, he circled the sensitive bundle of nerves. “Don’t mind me. Continue your sexting. I won’t interfere. Much.”
Her husband being so open about his pleasure in her. In playing with her. Loving her. Dominating her. It rocked her so hard she nearly came. “I think I’ll show her instead.” Didn’t take her two seconds to flip to the camera. She raised the covers enough so she could clearly see what her husband was doing and snapped a picture.
“They do say a picture says a thousand words.”
Aslan texted it to Claudia and sank into the spell Zeke put her under any time his hands were on her.
