Cat was mine.
I looked up, meeting her brown gaze, and she moaned, reaching for her tits. She rubbed them over the fabric of her silky dress, and as I licked, she squeezed her boobs. When I bit lightly, she pinched her nipples. And when I sucked her into my mouth, she moaned louder. My balls started to ache, needing a release of their own as my tongue worked her clit in circles. My fingers pumped in and out of her, curling up and making her wither. I didn’t stop until she came. And when she did, she grabbed a fist full of my hair as her body shook and her pussy clenched my fingers.
“Take off the dress, baby.”
Cat’s eyes opened, and when she saw that I was unbuttoning my shirt, she sat up and pulled her floral dress over her head. I stared at her perky tits as they bounced in place slightly from not wearing a bra, and that only caused my dick to strain more.
“God, you’re the most beautiful woman in the entire world.” I didn’t care if that was cliché or some might think it was a line. It was fucking true. Catherine Marie Stone was the most beautiful woman I’d ever laid eyes on.
She smiled and rose to her knees, moving to me and reaching for the button of my black slacks. “Now it’s my turn.”
Yes, it fucking was.
I tore off my shirt and helped her with my pants. Once I was as naked as she was, Cat wrapped her arms around me and brought our bodies flush with each other. “I can taste myself on you,” she whispered against my lips.
“Best fucking taste ever,” I stated. Again, it was the truth.
“I want to taste you.”
I pulled back, looking into her dark eyes. “You can taste me anytime, anywhere.”
Cat smiled and spun me around so I was sitting on the edge of the bed and she was standing before me. I’d never get over how fucking beautiful she was. Her curves were more defined and that ass—Lord help me. She bent at the knee and wrapped her hand around my dick. I watched as her brown head lowered, and then I felt her tongue run from the base of my cock to the tip. Cat sucked the tip then lowered her mouth, engulfing my shaft then back up. She slid her tongue down the underside, mixing licks and kisses as she went closer and closer to my balls. Then she repeated it over again, licking up my shaft and engulfing my rod, her warm, wet mouth bringing me closer and closer to release. I’d almost came just from watching her come, and I knew her assaults on my dick weren’t going to make me last.
Cat bobbed her head again, her hand moving in sync with her mouth. I groaned, running my gaze over her slender back to the tip of her ass. There was so much I wanted to do to this woman. I wanted it all with Catherine Stone. I’d craved it all with her since the first time we made love, and now her mouth was on my cock, her moans vibrating my hard shaft, and I was about to come in her pretty little mouth.
“I’m gonna come,” I warned.
She looked up at me from hooded lids and increased her pace. “I want to taste you,” she said around my tip, and dammit if she wasn’t about to because now that I knew she was greedy, I was going to explode down her throat.
And I did.
My hands clenched the comforter, and I groaned, shooting my seed and watching her throat work as she swallowed all of it. I pulled her up, fusing my mouth with hers and tasting myself on her. A first for me. I never had the desire to kiss a girl after she sucked my dick, but being as this was Cat, I didn’t give a fuck.
I was still hard as our tongues swirled around each other. I craved more—wanted more—needed more.
And so did she.
Before I’d realized it, Cat was pushing me back on the bed and straddling my hips. Her brown eyes looked down at me. “Do you have a condom?”
My heart stopped. Time stood still as I cursed my luck. “No,” I replied, closing my eyes out of frustration.
“I’m on the pill.” Of course she was. What single woman wasn’t?
“Do you trust me?”
“With my life.”
“Good,” I breathed. “Now I’m gonna fuck you.”
Cat smirked. “Or I’m gonna fuck you.”
I chuckled. “Is that so?”
She bobbed her head and reached around, grabbing my dick. “Yes.”
She raised up slightly and guided my cock into her warm heat. Cat slid up and down, using her legs as I grabbed her tits, knowing from earlier that she loved them to be squeezed and pinched. She swirled her hips as she went up and then back down, and each time I pinched her nipple, she let out a moan. Cat leaned forward, and I took her boob in my mouth, popping her nipple with my lips. Her pace increased, and dammit if I wasn’t going to blow my load again. This woman knew how to work every nerve I had, and I fucking loved it.
I grabbed her hips, halting her, and then I turned us so she was on her back, my hips driving into her as the headboard banged against the wall. I thought I’d want to go slow the second time around, but there was no holding me back. Too many years had passed for me to take things slow. There would be many more days in our future for me to go gentle because I wasn’t going to let her go again.
