Her head fell back onto my shoulder. “You think… you think I’m beautiful?”
I flicked my tongue between the tips of her index and middle fingers before taking one into my mouth. I swirled the tip of my tongue around before flicking it, illustrating just what I planned to do to her pussy soon.
Catherine groaned.
Releasing her finger, I skimmed my lips over her neck before biting the lobe of her ear. “I think you are exquisite.” I pressed my palm against her stomach as I pushed my hips forward, wanting her to feel the hard ridge of my cock against her ass.
“Oh, God!”
That was all the encouragement I needed.
I spun Catherine around and claimed her mouth. I grabbed her jaw, digging my fingers into her cheeks as I forced my tongue past her lips. Her feeble cry was swallowed by my mouth as I pushed my fingers into her hair, ripping out the band securing the bun at the top. I threaded my fingers through her silky locks. Wrapping them around my fist, I pulled, wrenching her head back further. I pushed my tongue in deeper, wanting to steal the very breath from her lungs.
Catherine wrenched her head to the side. “Wait! We—”
“No,” I growled as I feasted on her mouth again.
I stepped forward, pressing her against the wall, wanting to feel the pressure of her abdomen against my cock. I ran my hand over her hip, lifting her skirt hem.
Catherine reached down to push my hand away.
Again, I reached for her hem, this time fisting the thin material in my hand.
When she tugged, trying to dislodge my grasp, I bit her lip.
Her eyes widened as the tip of her tongue caressed her now swollen and bleeding lower lip. “Ow! You bit me!”
I ran my knuckles down her cheek before cruelly grasping her jaw. I tilted her head back as far as the wall would allow and leaned in close. “That is what you get when you try and defy me.”
Locking my heated gaze on her, I purposefully pushed my hand under her skirt and between her thighs to cup her pussy. I narrowed my eyes. “Shall I make your kitty purr?”
She slapped my hand away and stormed past me. “You’re disgusting.”
I snatched her back by her hair. Wrapping an arm around her from behind, I squeezed her breast, loving the press of her nipple against my palm through the fabric. I chuckled. “Methinks the lady doth protest too much.”
She struggled. “Let me go!”
I released her hair and once again cupped her pussy through the silk of her panties. “Not until I get what I want.” I shifted my hand from her breast to the collar of her dress. Pushing my fingers inside the edge, I wrenched downward, tearing the dress down the front.
She broke free. She tried to run but stumbled over a stool. She righted herself and turned to face me as she backed away. Holding out an arm, she warned, “Stay back.”
I shrugged out of my suit jacket. “Or what?”
She breathed heavily. Her full breasts, wrapped in purple lace with a little black bow in the center, rose and fell with the motion. “I’ll scream!”
I folded my suit jacket in half and tossed it on a nearby table. I then placed a finger in the Windsor knot of my tie and loosened it. My lips lifted in a half smile. “Please do.”
I stalked toward her as she circled around the central lab table in a feeble attempt to avoid me.
“Get away from me,” she cried out.
I pulled off my tie and unbuttoned my shirt. “I can smell your arousal from here, Catherine.”
Her eyes widened as she grasped the tattered remains of her dress front and tried to cover her breasts. “You’re disgusting.”
I shrugged. “So you’ve said.” After undoing the first few buttons, I pulled the dress shirt over my head and tossed it aside as well.
God, she was fucking gorgeous with her swollen red lips and wild curly hair cascading over her shoulders, barely hiding the creamy ripeness of her breasts. I flicked my tongue over my lips. “You look good enough toeat.”