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Perhaps I was going mad, but with killers lurking around every corner, I had decided to live life on my own terms. And at that very moment, what I wanted most was him. Sliding down the bed, I deftly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his zipper. As I reached inside, I felt his hardness against my hand and couldn't help but lick my lips in anticipation. Suddenly, he stirred, and I froze, my heart racing with excitement and fear.
I peered down at him, wondering if this was how he had felt when sneaking into my room. The excitement of possibly being caught, the knowledge that his sinful acts would ignite my body. My core pulsed and tightened at the thought of his mouth on me during those stolen nights.
"I can still taste you on my tongue," his words echoed in my mind as I gripped his cock and flicked my tongue over the tip. He grunted softly, but I paid no attention as I took him into my mouth, wrapping my lips around his girth. Slowly, I tried to take him in deeper and deeper, until finally, I was able to slide my mouth over him. His velvety hardness filled my mouth, and I mimicked the techniques I had seen in porn, careful not to graze him with my teeth.
Again, he grunted, his body jerking slightly, and I froze, keeping him in my mouth. Once he had settled, I continued, sucking just a little harder and using my saliva as lubrication. With each stroke, it became easier, and soon I was able to jerk him as I moved my mouth over him.
"Jesus," he groaned in surprise as he looked down and saw me between his legs. But I didn't stop, the look of pleasure on his face spurring me on.
"Cat, baby girl," he groaned again as I ran my tongue down the base of his shaft and flicked across his balls.
"Shit!" he cursed as I took him back into my mouth, sucking him harder.
"Oh, that feels so good. So fucking wrong, shit!"
His hips jerked as I moved my mouth up and down on him. His cock hit the back of my throat, making me gag briefly before I continued to stroke him. A drop of clear, white semen slid out of the tip of his mushroomed head, and I flattened my tongue, catching it. I moaned before swallowing it, and that only deepened his lust. He curled his fist into my hair and guided me onto his dick.
"There's my good girl," he moaned as he thrust into my mouth. The sensation was making me wet between my thighs, and I stopped thinking. Instead, I pushed his hand away from my hair and slowly crawled up onto his lap.
"What are you doing, Catalina?" His question was filled with concern, but he made no move to stop me. "Shhhh," I placed a finger over his lips before I took my tank top off.
"Oh, baby, don't do that," he groaned as I slid my bra off, revealing my breasts to his hungry gaze.
"Fuck," he uttered under his breath before reaching his hand out to cup one of them. I sat there, rubbing my wet panties against his hardness as he touched me, pulling on one nipple before moving to the next. I knew he could barely move because of his injuries, so I leaned toward his mouth, which eagerly closed around my taught peak.
I let out a moan as his warm mouth enveloped my breast, his tongue swirling around my nipple, teasing it to a hardened peak. I moved my hips against him, feeling his hardness pressing against my soaked panties. The sensation was overwhelming, and I couldn't resist grinding against him.
He groaned against my breast, his hand moving down to rub against my clit through my panties. I gasped at the sensation, arching my back and pushing myself harder against his hand. While he sucked and fondled me, I slid my panties to the side, my pussy finally gliding wetly over the base of his cock, coating his fingers. He bit down on my nipple, making me cry out as he reached out and spanked the side of my thigh.
He pulled away from my breast and kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth as his fingers continued to tease me. I moaned into his mouth, my body trembling with need.
“Please,” I whispered against his lips.
He understood my plea and quickly his fingers delved into my core. I gasped at the sudden pleasure, my body rocking against his hand. He expertly moved his fingers, stroking and rubbing until I was on the brink of orgasm.
With a sharp cry, I came undone, my body shaking with the force of my release. He held me close as I rode out the waves of pleasure, his fingers still moving inside of me. As I finally came down from my high, I looked at him with a mixture of love and lust.
“Now it's your turn,” I whispered.
“What are you planning to do, Catalina?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
I looked down at him, my hips moving involuntarily, my mouth only a fraction of an inch away from his.
“Anything I want,” I whispered before sliding my tongue into his mouth. He growled against my lips, taking my mouth in a hard, needy kiss. He slipped his arm around my waist, holding my hips down on him, but I wasn't listening. Instead, I surged them upward until the head of his dick was pressed against my entrance. He broke the kiss, our eyes meeting.
“Cat, don't--” His words got lost in a groan as I slid him inside of me. At my barrier, I paused, biting down on my lip and staring down at him.
“Please,” I begged, my eyes pleading with him to give me what I needed.
He hesitated for a moment, his eyes searching mine for any sign of hesitation. But all he found was a deep desire burning inside me, urging him on. With a grunt, he surged upward, pushing past the barrier and burying himself deep inside me.
I cried out, the sensation overwhelming and almost painful at first. But as he began to move, slowly at first, then picking up pace, I felt myself coming alive under him.
“So big. Fuck,” I whispered as he seated himself inside of me.
“Move those hips, baby girl. Slow.”
I began to move gently at first, and then harder, faster. The friction made my pussy grow wetter and needier. “That’s it.”
