My heart sinks at her words, but I can’t really argue with her.
“I know.”
“I shouldn’t be doing this. You’re going to rip my heart out again.”
My response isn’t so instant this time, but when it comes it’s honest at least. “I’m gonna try really fucking hard not to, Kitty Kat.”
“That shouldn’t be good enough.”
“It’s all I’ve got, baby.”
She sits back on my knees, her thighs around my hips as she stares up at me through her lashes. “Tell me what you’re thinking?”
“I’m wondering why I’m questioning this. I’ve got you between my thighs, exactly where I’ve wanted you for… too long, and I’m just sitting here.”
Her hand moves from resting on her thigh and a groan rumbles deep in my throat when she traces the outline of my aching dick behind the confines of my jeans.
“Kat.”
“You want me?” she asks as if it’s the most absurd thing she’s ever said.
“Yeah. More than you can probably imagine.”
“Doubtful.”
“That night, Kat. And the next morning. Fuck. You were everything I’d hoped for, and so much more at the same time.”
“But I’m D’s little sister,” she whispers.
“Doesn’t stop me needing you, wanting you… craving you.” Leaning forward, I press our chests together. “Doesn’t stop me jerking off as I remember just how good your body felt against mine.”
“Styx.”
Her moan is nothing but desperate and it hits me right in the dick.
A small shriek rips from her lips as I flip us, dropping her onto the couch and looming over her.
“Need you, Kitty Kat,” I groan before capturing her lips once more and settling myself between her thighs.
Her back arches as I grind my solid length against her through our jeans.
“Fuck. Styx,” she moans when I pull back a little.
“Fucking love it when you beg. Tell me what you need.”
“You. I need you inside me.”
“As you wish.”
Plunging my tongue back into her mouth, I tangle it with hers as my hands work their way down her body until I’ve got the button of her pants undone and I’m pulling them down her thighs.
“Did you wear these in the hope I’d see them, Kitty Kat?” I ask tracing the edge of her red lace panties with my fingertip, making her writhe with need beneath me.
“N-no, I— oh fuck,” she gasps when I press my thumb against her clit through her underwear.
“You ruin me, Kat. Fucking ruin me.” And I have a feeling the feeling is mutual because her panties are soaked.
“I want to watch you coming for me, Kitty Kat. You think you can do that?”