A Psychotic Boomerang

Chapter 17: Come and Get Me

"If you want it, come and get it. Take what belongs to you. Come and get me, sugar. I'm right where you want me."

Captain Boomerang cannot seem to help the way he speaks to Kara in this moment since he does want her to take what's rightfully hers. He knows that she has been desiring him for quite some time and he wants to be able to service her in some way. Giving her his body unflinchingly is the best way to do that in his opinion and he is glad to give her what rightfully belongs to her in every way. In fact, he wants to give her what belongs to her...especially in this moment. How could he not want to give her his body when it has always belonged to her?

This thought brings a smoldering look to Boomerang's dark blue eyes as he looks up at her passionately. His chest is now heaving with each breath as he feels Kara kissing him. He finds himself feeling as though he is a slave of sorts to her every intimate whim, though he is more than willing to succumb to her every sweet touch. He wants her to touch him and would do anything possible in order to gain the touches of his sweet lovely wife. Why would he not want her touch when it is always so very intimate?

She feels so good to him and he cannot seem to help the way he pleads with her to touch him yet again with his dark blue eyes. He almost whimpers for another touch from his beloved, though he manages to catch himself just before the whimper escapes his plumped lips. He does not want her to hear of his desperation for her touch, though he knows that she can see it in his eyes all the same. He hates feeling desperate in this nature but yet he cannot seem to help himself when it comes to Kara.

She is so gentle with him that these types of things are all but natural in their married life. He loves her more than life itself and is all too glad that she had made the first move all those months ago. He feels like they had just made love for the first time just hours before...not almost one /year/ ago. He has to blink his eyes at that thought as he realizes just how long it has been since they had gotten married. Has it truly been that long since they had decided to become man and wife?

This question in his mind brings a smile to the super-villain's lips as he pulls Kara yet closer to him with muscular arms. He kneads her lower back with skilled fingers as he tilts his head slightly to the side so that he can get more of her sweet lips. How could he not want more of those lips when they have brought him so much joy over the last few months? He loves her just as his heart beats in his chest but would he ever be able to express that love to Kara in any way?

Kara was small enough that she could take him right here on this chair if she felt like it. She may very well do that. There really was not a place in the apartment they had not christened in one way or another and she knew that he was more than likely ready to deal with the romance here on the chair as anywhere else. She could tell that he was not caring where they were at the moment as he seemed to want it just as much as she did. She pressed her body against him now as she rubbed up against him. 

She could feel the bulge in his pants for her already but she wanted to work on the taste of his lips. A taste that she had missed during his time away. The fact that she had missed him had brought on a whole new feeling of longing and need. A feeling that she did not want to experience again. She had missed him so much that she was nearly falling apart. They would not let her see him while he was in there and she could not figure out why but she knew deep down that they kept the rules for all of their prisoners the same. The villains that were in the jail were smart and they could escape easily if they had the chance. 

She curled her fingers in his hair, realizing that it had grown out some since he had been gone but she didn't care about that as she was enjoying letting her fingers caress the silky tendrils in her fingers. A soft moan escaped her as she felt his finger massaging her back. She loved the feel of that and she relaxed even more in his arms as she let him show his love for her in such a manner. If it was his intention to let her know how much he loved her, he was accomplishing that quite easily. She felt it in his touch, in his kiss, and from his puffing out his chest that her right hand had now slipped down to.

Sliding her hand onto the rippling muscles, she loved the feel of his chest rising up and down. It made her want him even more as she loved how it made her feel. She was beginning to kiss him hungrily as she intensified the passion already in her kiss. She had stopped talking for now as her interest lay in touching and experiencing a romantic evening with him. The bath could wait for a few minutes. She was to busy loving on her man. She was not going to stop now. Not if she could help it. 

She let her knee slide slightly over to his crotch as she kissed him and let it rub against the bulge while she worked her hands into his shirt to feel the skin of his chest. Suddenly, she used her super strength and ripped that sucker off as she was struggling to get to his warm skin. The shredded material now lay on the floor next to them as she continued kissing, touching, and wriggling.