“You’d better be.” She bit her lower lip, studying his cock.
He had to make a decision and chose to take her facing away from him. It would put less weight on her small frame and he could control his entry better. He reached down and gripped her calves, lifted them and flipped her over before she could protest. He released her legs.
“Get on your knees.” He helped by getting between her legs and shoving them apart to make room. His hands carefully slid under her h*ps and lifted.
Kat gasped. “You could have just told me to get on my stomach first.”
He chuckled again, amused. “I thought I did. I said I wanted to let you see me first though. You did.”
She crawled a little closer to the headboard and gripped it with her hands. The pantyhose allowed her that much movement but kept her wrists inches apart. She looked over her shoulder. Uncertainty flashed across her face for a second. He caught the emotion.
“Easy, sweetheart. I’m going to be careful.”
He inched closer and had to put his legs on the outside of hers. She was shorter and he needed to spread his legs wider to put their h*ps at the same level. She faced forward and stiffened, her shoulders tightening as she appeared to get a death grip on the headboard. It was clear she expected rough treatment but he was about to disappoint her.
He bent over her until his chest rested lightly against her spine. He fisted the top of the headboard beside one of her hands. It was a reminder of their size difference. He wanted to get inside her but he used his other hand to reach between her parted thighs and play with her cl*t with his fingertip.
She was soaked and jerked under him, probably still a little sensitive. He gentled his touch, rubbing slow circles. Her posture relaxed and she lowered her head to rest against her outstretched arms. Her ass tilted upward and drew his attention. She had a nice one and it made his dick twitch. The throbbing sensation of having all that blood pooled there wasn’t painless but he’d given Kat his word. It had been a long time and he could wait a little longer to make sure she was as into wanting him inside her as he wanted to be.
Soft moans came from her and she moved under him, rocking slightly. He released the headboard and straightened. He kept playing with her cl*t though, not easing off. He gripped his shaft and hated the way he trembled slightly as he backed up a little and pressed the head of his engorged shaft against the opening of her pu**y. He leaned back a little, staring down. She appeared small and he clenched his teeth. He applied a little pressure and pushed forward slowly.
“Relax,” he demanded.
“You’re big,” she stated softly.
It wasn’t a request for him to stop so he pushed farther. The desire to drive into the heat of her snug body was strong. It would feel good but he resisted the urge. He watched her take him. The sight of the condom-covered head of his dick disappearing inside her pu**y made him want to purr, combined with the warmth and tight fit. She felt amazing. He’d forgotten how good sex was.
He entered deeper and released his shaft. He couldn’t watch anymore. The feeling of being inside Kat was too good and with visual stimulation it was almost too much to withstand. He leaned forward again and blindly gripped the headboard, coming down over her, settling her under him.
He rocked his hips, easing into her a little deeper with each thrust. Kat moaned louder and said his name. His control started to slip. He moved a little faster but made sure to be gentle. His chest rumbled and his throat tingled. He made another choice. He allowed his lips to part and let the sounds out, preferring to focus on his other physical reactions. Gentle. He chanted that word over and over in his mind.
Kat turned her head a little and bit into her upper arm. It did muffle some of the sounds she was making. Darkness was inside her and he kept rubbing her clit. The pleasure was too much and her vaginal muscles clamped tighter with each glide of his hips. He moved faster and it notched up the level of ecstasy. The deep purring near her ear was background noise and she knew it came from him. It was sexy, adding to the experience.
She tried to move against him, to shove back when he surged forward, but the arm around her hip tightened as he stroked her cl*t with more pressure. He f**ked her faster. The cl**ax struck. She lost the ability to think and didn’t even care. Pleasure slammed into her brain so hard she wondered if she’d even survive. She couldn’t breathe at first.
The stimulus to her cl*t stopped and Darkness hooked her waist with one muscular arm. He almost lifted her off her knees and more of his weight pressed down against her back. Hot breath fanned her shoulder and he snarled her name.
The bed creaked loudly as he shook from the force of coming. She could feel him inside her, as if his c**k had a pulse. His thrusts slowed until he came to rest, buried deep so they were completely connected. Some of his weight eased off her back.
They were both panting while they recovered and the purring noises had stopped. Kat opened her eyes and lifted her head enough to stare at her arm. She could see her own teeth marks marring her biceps. Her fingers ached slightly when she released the headboard.
Darkness slowly withdrew from her and she hated the loss. She feared he’d just back away from her and climb off the bed. He didn’t though. He kept close, his legs trapping hers between his. The arm around her waist remained too.
“Are you okay?”
She shivered at the husky, deep tone of his voice. Kat licked her lips and twisted her head to peer at him. “I’m great.”
His eyes amazed her. The color appeared to have lightened slightly. It made her wonder again if his eye color could change with emotion. At that moment they were a soft brown with flecks of yellow. He blinked and arched an eyebrow.
He had to make a decision and chose to take her facing away from him. It would put less weight on her small frame and he could control his entry better. He reached down and gripped her calves, lifted them and flipped her over before she could protest. He released her legs.
“Get on your knees.” He helped by getting between her legs and shoving them apart to make room. His hands carefully slid under her h*ps and lifted.
Kat gasped. “You could have just told me to get on my stomach first.”
He chuckled again, amused. “I thought I did. I said I wanted to let you see me first though. You did.”
She crawled a little closer to the headboard and gripped it with her hands. The pantyhose allowed her that much movement but kept her wrists inches apart. She looked over her shoulder. Uncertainty flashed across her face for a second. He caught the emotion.
“Easy, sweetheart. I’m going to be careful.”
He inched closer and had to put his legs on the outside of hers. She was shorter and he needed to spread his legs wider to put their h*ps at the same level. She faced forward and stiffened, her shoulders tightening as she appeared to get a death grip on the headboard. It was clear she expected rough treatment but he was about to disappoint her.
He bent over her until his chest rested lightly against her spine. He fisted the top of the headboard beside one of her hands. It was a reminder of their size difference. He wanted to get inside her but he used his other hand to reach between her parted thighs and play with her cl*t with his fingertip.
She was soaked and jerked under him, probably still a little sensitive. He gentled his touch, rubbing slow circles. Her posture relaxed and she lowered her head to rest against her outstretched arms. Her ass tilted upward and drew his attention. She had a nice one and it made his dick twitch. The throbbing sensation of having all that blood pooled there wasn’t painless but he’d given Kat his word. It had been a long time and he could wait a little longer to make sure she was as into wanting him inside her as he wanted to be.
Soft moans came from her and she moved under him, rocking slightly. He released the headboard and straightened. He kept playing with her cl*t though, not easing off. He gripped his shaft and hated the way he trembled slightly as he backed up a little and pressed the head of his engorged shaft against the opening of her pu**y. He leaned back a little, staring down. She appeared small and he clenched his teeth. He applied a little pressure and pushed forward slowly.
“Relax,” he demanded.
“You’re big,” she stated softly.
It wasn’t a request for him to stop so he pushed farther. The desire to drive into the heat of her snug body was strong. It would feel good but he resisted the urge. He watched her take him. The sight of the condom-covered head of his dick disappearing inside her pu**y made him want to purr, combined with the warmth and tight fit. She felt amazing. He’d forgotten how good sex was.
He entered deeper and released his shaft. He couldn’t watch anymore. The feeling of being inside Kat was too good and with visual stimulation it was almost too much to withstand. He leaned forward again and blindly gripped the headboard, coming down over her, settling her under him.
He rocked his hips, easing into her a little deeper with each thrust. Kat moaned louder and said his name. His control started to slip. He moved a little faster but made sure to be gentle. His chest rumbled and his throat tingled. He made another choice. He allowed his lips to part and let the sounds out, preferring to focus on his other physical reactions. Gentle. He chanted that word over and over in his mind.
Kat turned her head a little and bit into her upper arm. It did muffle some of the sounds she was making. Darkness was inside her and he kept rubbing her clit. The pleasure was too much and her vaginal muscles clamped tighter with each glide of his hips. He moved faster and it notched up the level of ecstasy. The deep purring near her ear was background noise and she knew it came from him. It was sexy, adding to the experience.
She tried to move against him, to shove back when he surged forward, but the arm around her hip tightened as he stroked her cl*t with more pressure. He f**ked her faster. The cl**ax struck. She lost the ability to think and didn’t even care. Pleasure slammed into her brain so hard she wondered if she’d even survive. She couldn’t breathe at first.
The stimulus to her cl*t stopped and Darkness hooked her waist with one muscular arm. He almost lifted her off her knees and more of his weight pressed down against her back. Hot breath fanned her shoulder and he snarled her name.
The bed creaked loudly as he shook from the force of coming. She could feel him inside her, as if his c**k had a pulse. His thrusts slowed until he came to rest, buried deep so they were completely connected. Some of his weight eased off her back.
They were both panting while they recovered and the purring noises had stopped. Kat opened her eyes and lifted her head enough to stare at her arm. She could see her own teeth marks marring her biceps. Her fingers ached slightly when she released the headboard.
Darkness slowly withdrew from her and she hated the loss. She feared he’d just back away from her and climb off the bed. He didn’t though. He kept close, his legs trapping hers between his. The arm around her waist remained too.
“Are you okay?”
She shivered at the husky, deep tone of his voice. Kat licked her lips and twisted her head to peer at him. “I’m great.”
His eyes amazed her. The color appeared to have lightened slightly. It made her wonder again if his eye color could change with emotion. At that moment they were a soft brown with flecks of yellow. He blinked and arched an eyebrow.
