Running my hand over her again, I ran the pads of my fingertips lightly along her ribs, just tantalizing the nerves. She turned her face up and away to expose herself as she felt my mouth return to her neck and ear, drawing a chuckle from me at her eagerness.
“Good. Now that that’s settled, do you want me to lick your pussy, baby?” I touched my wandering fingers to her folds and teasingly pushed one just slightly between them.
The anguished cry matched her blushing face twisted with longing. “Yes, lick me!”
“Lick you where?” he probed, watching her eyes open to glare at him, and the blush deepen. Moving lower, I ran my lips along her jawline as I slid a finger along her slit, nudging against her clit twice and pulling away.
My mouth captured the shriek, but she wrenched her mouth away and cried out, “Lick my pussy, you bastard!” She buried her face into my neck and groaned, pulling hard at her restraint restlessly.
I grinned, knowing it would be cruel to push it too much longer.
Her heavy breathing was the only sound in the room as her eyes opened and then narrowed at me. She looked at me coolly, but the squirming of her hips as I stroked her inner thighs belied the raging fire she felt. The glare softened, and I groaned suddenly as she wrapped her legs around me and held me against her, feeling my hard cock press against her mound. She began to rock her hips and grinned mischievously when she noticed the falter in my breath.
“I want your cock, Dylan,” she breathed, and I bit my lip as I leaned forward to hear her better. I could feel her slick juices coating my sensitive skin and moaned at the sensation of slippery pressure on her clit. “I love this new side of you, and I have no problem following your lead, but if you don’t fuck me right now, I will kill you.”
I began to rock against her, groaning at her words. “You want my cock in your pussy, Kitty?” I murmured against her lips, kissing her between words.
She nipped my lower lip and nodded as I kissed her. She let out a moan as I adjusted myself and felt the head of my cock finally catch in the right spot. I waited, pushing more of my weight on her to keep her from bucking her hips up.
“Oh, I’m going to fuck you, baby,” I whispered, panting slightly and placing small, fast kisses on her forehead. “Your pussy feels so wet. God, Kitty, I can feel you gripping on it already, fuck.” My brows knitted as I willed myself to hold my position.
She closed her eyes for a moment before opening them again, breathing deeply and making a point of squeezing her muscles harder. Her words were long and drawn out, and her limbs were trembling, “Fuck me, Dylan. Put your cock in me and fuck me.”
I groaned, and my will caved as I pushed forward, groaning as I felt the hot slickness engulf me. My head was swimming as I felt strong muscles ripple around my cock.
“Fuck me,” I whispered and gripped her thighs. Pulling back, I grabbed her legs and held them up over my shoulders before I bottomed out in her again quickly.
“Oh fuck, yes!” She shouted, biting her lip as I began to thrust quickly, leaning down and bringing her knees to her shoulders. Her moans mingled with mine as I began to fuck her hard and fast, grabbing one of her soft breasts and suckling on the other.
“Oh, fuck, Dylan, don’t stop fucking me with your cock.” Kitty gasped as she threw her head back and arched upward. I grinned and paused for a moment, drawing expletives and an angry glare from Kitty.
“No!” She groaned in frustration but stopped abruptly when she realized I was loosening my belt from her wrists. As soon as she was able to get herself out, I leaned over and nipped at her lower lip, feeling her hands stroking along my back as she dug her nails into my back and arched her hips upward, groaning in frustration. Her right hand moved downward, and I grinned and began to buck hard, lifting her hips up with my hands to meet hers.
“Yes,” she hissed as her fingers teased her clit, and my cock filled her again. Her hips were bucking against mine as best they could, but I mainly kept my weight on her for leverage. Her eyes were closed tightly as she arched her back and bunched the bedsheet with her free hand. I could feel her walls gripping around my shaft and knew she wasn’t going to last much longer.
“Dylan,” she whimpered, looking up at me. My own eyes were locked on hers as I bit my lip. I was as flushed as she was, and my fingers were gripping her legs as hard as her nails were running down my back. Gazing into her eyes, I groaned as I felt her squeeze around me.
So close.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I growled and slowed down my pace, trying to last as long as possible.
The only response I got was a loud cry as her upper body lurched upwards and her slick walls clamped around me. I could feel each and every clench she made around me, and I moaned at the new pressure. Juices gushed around my cock, and I could hear the wet smacking sound made with every thrust of my hips. The warm, wet heaven that I was already enjoying fluttered around my shaft, and the rippling of her muscles along my length was pushing me towards the edge fast.
“Oh fuck!” Kitty screamed as her body tensed. Seeing her in the throes of passion, I kept thrusting into her even as she came. Each push against her tightening walls heightened the pleasure and made her squeeze me harder. She grabbed a pillow and clamped it to her face, moaning loudly as her muscles and her orgasm went into overdrive.
I grinned to myself at my wife’s abandonment, smirking as I kept my hips aiming in the exact same spot. As her body writhed and her climax intensified, it began to become too much. I desperately tried to hang onto my control but couldn't compete with her walls milking me. My thrusts became slightly erratic as I groaned and collapsed forward, catching myself on my hands as I bucked into her, following her rolling hips, and moaning with my own release. I could have sworn I near passed out at the intensity of it. Unloading deep inside her as she climaxed around me felt exquisite and it was what I had been waiting for since I woke up on that gurney.
I lowered myself to rest on my forearms but slipped and collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily. She laughed and wrapped her arms around me, holding me there and catching her own breath. I groaned softly and planted kisses along her jawline and on her ear, feeling the soft flutters of her muscles milk me of anything I may have had left. She squirmed a little as I nipped her earlobe, and I smiled against her cheek.
“I like this new side of you,” she gasped, trying to catch her breath.
I rolled off of her onto my side, pulling her with me and cocking her leg up on my hip. I wrapped my arm around her waist, not ready to pull out just yet, and just looked at her.
I blinked at her and shook my head slowly. “This isn’t new, Kitty. I meant what I said. No more secrets. I am taking control of this mess. You will sit down with Reaper, Ghost, and myself and answer all our questions. We left a trail of blood in our wake to get here. This will end. When it does, you and I will sit down and have a nice long talk about keeping pertinent information from your husband. Do you understand?”
She nodded, saying nothing.
I wasn’t sure she did, but I was willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. Kitty had never let me down before, and I was hoping she didn’t in the future.