Chapter 48 #2
Holy shit. I could only moan softly as her tongue gently pressed against the tip of mine, exploring the inside of my mouth as if she’d never been kissed by me before. I fell wholly and completely at her mercy, feeling the pleasure of her gently and thoroughly dominating me.
“Fuck,” I answered as her lips pulled away just as I was returning her kiss with desperate intensity.
God, this was such a fucking turn on.
Her lips ran down my chest, over to a nipple, where her tongue ran circles that were so arousing, my pulse kicked harder as my dick nearly jumped in response to the sensation.
She moved lower, kissing and running trails of pleasure down the rigid frame of my body until she reached the one part of me that was throbbing for more.
Cat’s eyes watched mine with a look of desire while she positioned herself between my legs. I was already dripping for more of her when her delicate hands went to my thighs, spreading my legs open further for her.
“Fucking hell,” I breathed out raggedly.
My eyes closed, and my head pressed back into the pillow when the tip of her tongue left my thighs and explored beneath my erection.
Goddamn. The attention she was giving to my most sensitive area nearly undid me, and every muscle in my body tightened.
A soft groan escaped me when a powerful ache coiled through my abdomen as her tongue swept up, exploring the one body part I knew would betray me if I didn’t manage to control when I let myself go.
The fight against the pleasure I wanted from her mouth as she took me like she was starved for it was heightening my arousal to an explosive state if I allowed myself to lose control.
I wouldn’t.
The tension became almost unbearable, knowing all I wanted was to take her and drive myself into her, but I wouldn’t allow myself that freedom. Not when she was practically moaning into my cock as if she were savoring the precum I knew she was tasting.
I almost lost myself in her mouth when she pulled away and climbed over to capture my lips again.
“The condoms are in the car, carino,” I said, in a voice I didn’t recognize.
She smiled. “I’m on the pill if you can trust that.”
My eyes widened at what she was so freely trusting me with right now. I weaved a hand through her hair, bringing her eyes to meet mine.
“If the pill fails, I wouldn’t have a problem meeting our first daughter in nine months,” I said, my brain able to refocus and inject humor for a split second.
“Are you sure you want me like that?” she questioned.
Her eyes told me she was still gone with pleasure and arousal.
“That’s not even a question,” I answered.
Her smile told me everything as she moved back and gently held my cock in her hands, sliding down onto me.
I hadn’t expected the difference of not using a condom to matter.
It did. Far more than it should have. The sensation was impossible to ignore, but what truly unsettled me was the intimacy of it.
Nothing separated us. Nothing softened the reality of her.
Every movement she made felt more immediate. More personal. And more real.
For a man who spent his life controlling variables, removing barriers should not have felt so significant, yet somehow it did. Because it wasn’t simply about sensation; it was about trust. About the realization that Catalina had somehow become the one person I wanted as close as humanly possible.
Never in my life had I imagined a day would come when I found a woman worth surrendering to like this.
Her eyes closed as her hips moved in circles, and I watched her take her hand and roll her clit between her fingers. Everything in me was pulsing for more while I listened to her soft whimpers, her breasts gently bouncing while she pleasured herself with me.
Her eyes reopened and met mine when I readjusted my hips and brought my knees up, gently guiding her to lie back so I could angle myself to reach the spot I knew she was trying to maneuver my dick to find.
“Fuck. God, yes,” she said when I moved my hips up.
I was on it, and now she was able to roll my tip over her spot to build more toward the orgasm I knew she was desperate for.
When she clenched around me tighter, I reached back to the headboard with one arm, the other still braced on her hip, while she rocked her hips to keep me moving against the pleasure spot inside her.
One heel dug into the bed while I violently fought myself from coming as I felt her tighten, and I was soaked with her arousal.
Desire unfurled inside of me so intensely that I practically buried my face in my bicep trying to hold back.
Her moans, her movements, fucking everything, and I had no idea how I was holding this back.
“Look at me,” she panted out.
I looked and saw her holding both breasts, her tongue softly reaching for one nipple, and I immediately fell into a trance.
She continued moving while I sat up and greedily fought to run my tongue against hers, taking the nipple she’d teased me with for myself.
Our tongues moved together as she moaned, and we both savored her perfect breast in a beautiful, erotic way.
Then her hands stiffly braced each side of my face while she stiffened against my chest.
“Come for me,” I nearly growled.
“After you, baby,” she practically moaned, as if holding back were painful right now.
“How do you want me to come inside you, mi amor?” I said, gripping her tight ass and pulling myself deeper into her.
“I want all of your cum deep inside me,” she panted.
“Yeah?” I said, smiling at how intoxicated she sounded and looked right now. “You want it deep, preciosa?” I said, kissing her chin and gripping her breast tightly in my hand.
“Hard,” she said.
“That’s it, baby,” I said, loving this woman more with each flick of her hips. “Turn over.”
“I was hoping you would say that,” she said with the grin of a vixen.
That’s when everything I could control left. And I was rougher than I should’ve been when bringing Cat onto her stomach.
“Fuck yes,” she said, spurring me on.
She lifted her ass in the air, and I couldn’t resist tasting the sweetness of her arousal before I entered her. Goddamn, she was so wet and fiery hot with passion as I dipped my head to run my tongue from her clit, her opening, and up her back until I reached her neck and buried myself into her.
Her ass moved back into me as if begging me to go deeper. I reached forward and wove our fingers together, driving into her, hearing her call out as I moved over the most sensitive area inside of her.
Our breaths were unsteady.
I finally surrendered to the sensation of this woman, moaning into the back of her neck after my body stiffened and I thrust deeply, allowing my release to fill her like she desired.
Cat stiffened beneath me, crying out in the same pleasure while I continued to move in her, still aroused, and my cock spasmed through each pumping sensation.
“My God,” she said, collapsing beneath me.
I fell to the side of her, all the blood gone from my head, nearly passing out before I could say a word.
Her hand rested on my chest, her forehead still buried in the bed as a soft laugh escaped her.
“That was better than the first night, I think?” she breathlessly let out.
“That was better than anything I’ve ever experienced,” I laughed softly.
“I’m starving,” she said, lifting her head up.
“Then let us freshen up in the shower. I know you’ll be delighted with the fine-dining experience this place offers.”
She licked her lips. “I think I’m in love with you,” she said.
Everything in me stilled, and I reached for her face. “Don’t play games with me like that, carino,” I said, my eyes searching hers for the punchline.
She simply smiled. “I wouldn’t have said that even if I were playing games. I said it because I mean it.”
I had no response to her admission. So, I pulled her back into my arms and kissed her, pouring everything I couldn’t begin to put into words into that single kiss.