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My responding Mmm vibrated against her lips.

She nibbled my ear and flicked her tongue at the lobe. I had one rule, and Kitty knew it, no teasing. She was not allowed to torment me, but the more she touched me, the more I got aroused. I preferred to be the one teasing, so it was a test of my strength to give her just this. My hand kept both of hers secured behind her back as she strained against my hold, needing physical contact with her. Her breasts pressed against my chest and a low growl rumbled in my throat. Her heartbeat quickened at the sound. My grip tightened, my strength causing a sudden, inexplicable craving I was having trouble containing.

“Kitty, if you don’t get this over with quick,” I said, my voice growing huskier, “I might get the impression you’re a cock-tease.”

She pulled back to look into my eyes, surprised by the need she saw there. With my clenched jaw and my steely hardness beneath her, she knew it would only take the slightest encouragement from her to throw them both into chaos.

Her hands jerked in mine. She wanted them accessible so she could touch me. Somehow knowing I wouldn’t let her go only heightened the confusing feelings I could see crashing around inside her. My hips shifted beneath her, bringing her into closer contact with my erection. Her breathing turned shallow, and she closed her eyes, fighting the need to moan. My woman might like to be in control of many things, and typically I didn’t care, but when it came to the bedroom, I was the Master. She was mine to tease, please, to fuck into submission. It was the only time she allowed me to control her. In the bedroom, she became complacent, a seductress, my woman who held nothing back. If I wanted more, she gave it to me. She opened herself so I could see the alluring woman she kept hidden.

She was mine.

Mine to protect.

Mine forever.

“I want more.”

“I know.” I released her wrists as we sat watching one another. The tension in the air had become unbearable.

Unable to hold back anymore, I sank my fingers into her hair, dragged her against me, and crushed my mouth to hers.

She barely had time to brace herself before it all spiraled out of control. Kitty hung on and kissed me back, thrusting her tongue against mine. One hand plunged into my hair while the other wound around my neck. Her knees clamped on either side of my thighs as she pressed down against my erection. My answering groan had desire surging inside me.

There were no teasing touches now.

It was all heat and hunger.

I wanted her. All of her.

I slid one palm down her spine, curving over her ass. I squeezed her flesh and moved my mouth to her throat, leaving quick, damp kisses over flushed skin. “Fuck you’re a beautiful woman,” I said, lifting my head to look into her eyes, “I need you.”

“You have me. Take me.”

The intensity in her gaze left me breathless.

She gasped and pressed her mouth to mine, her tongue plunging between my lips, her hands roaming my body. My mouth left hers just long enough for me to grab the hem of her t-shirt, drag it up her body and toss it aside. She sat before me in her panties and a blue lace bra, her hair draped over one shoulder, her lips swollen. Breathless and needy, she reached for me again. I groaned and kissed her hard, flicking open the clasp on her bra and whipping it from her body. My hand closed over her bare breast, massaging her flesh, my thumb sweeping across her nipple.

“Oh, God, Dylan...this is...I need you,” Kitty said, grabbing fistfuls of his t-shirt, peeling it over his head. Their lips met again, and she poured everything into the kiss. She fumbled with the button on his jeans, dragging them open.

Before she could free my erection, I lifted her in my arms and gripped her ass as I took her lips once more. She clutched my body, linking her ankles at my back and sinking her hands into my hair. I walked with her towards the far wall as I deepened the kiss. Kitty slid her fingers into my open jeans and clasped my erection, squeezing my length. She pulled her mouth from mine, her breath panting from her. “Now,” she said.

I let out a deep groan and shoved my boxer briefs over my erection. I stood with her wrapped around me, one hand clasping the back of her neck. The other hand gripping my cock, rubbing it slowly up and down her damp pussy. Kitty tucked her face in against my throat and released a strangled cry as I guided my dick inside her hot pussy. She pushed her hips towards me to meet the thick glide of my cock, her eyes closing as I filled her. Exhilaration and arousal had my pulse racing, my skin flushing.

I pulled back and drove into her again, my breath harsh, my body tense as she took me in. I needed her closer. I wanted to be a part of her. Moving from the wall, I made my way to the foot of the bed, my palm flattening against the soft sheets while my other hand took her weight.

She lifted her chin and looked into my eyes; they were fiery in their intensity, roaming her face, her breasts, taking everything in.

I sank into her and retreated again.

“Dylan, yes. Oh, yes, that’s so good.”

My thrusts pushed her back against the bed, her body sliding against the sheets. My chest brushed against her nipples, hardening them to tingling points. I leaned in and kissed her, my quick breath expelling against her cheek. The sensations of her tight body overwhelmed me. I needed to come. I needed it so badly. I plunged inside her over and over, my movements so deep, so forceful, I knew it wouldn’t take long.

Kitty hooked her hands over the backs of my shoulders and met my thrusts with bucking hips. A groan rumbled in my throat, and I kissed her harder, my fingers gripping her ass. My speed increased, and I felt my eruption building inside me.

Her stomach dipped and her back arched. Kitty tore her mouth from mine and tilted her head. My lips moved to her throat, and she dragged in a breath as she screamed her release. Her thighs clenched as she held on tight. The tip of my tongue traced the length of her throat. Desire surged, and her hips lifted. She collapsed, trembling, against my supporting arm.

“Kitty.” My thrusts eased to a slow grind as I pressed my mouth to hers. My lips moved softly, my tongue caressing hers. Knowing I was close had excitement building inside me all over again. My stomach muscles tightened, and with a quiet groan, I shuddered and came inside the only woman I ever loved, would ever love. Her eyes closed, and her heart pounded as I gave one final shove, the sound of her surrender one of the most erotic things I’d ever heard.

My mouth left hers as she wrapped her arms around me, resting her lips against the racing pulse in my throat.

I braced myself on one elbow while I recovered as Kitty’s eyes opened. The look of pure euphoria on her face was enough to get me hard instantly. “I love you, Dylan.”

“I love you too, Katherine. Always.”


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