Here Kitty, Kitty!
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He placed her on the desk, then dug into the back of his jeans, pulling out a condom. She stared at him. Was he even remotely serious? He didnt need to bullshit her to get between her legs. And, unlike most sane men, he didnt fear her.
He looked up at her, his hands opening the packaging. What, Sugar?
She grinned, shaking her head. Nothing. Just having a moment.
Well, have it later. He whipped his cock out, sheathed it, and had it inside her in seconds. His hands firm on her thighs, yanking her to the edge of the desk.
Angie gripped Niks arms, her fingers digging into the hard muscle as his cock dug into her.
By the way, he smiled. The Ferragamos He looked down at her shoes. They were a nice investment.
In response, Angie wrapped her legs around his waist, making sure the heels of her shoes dug into his ass. He groaned, his hands tightening on her flesh.
Arent they fabulous?
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So tight. So hot. Hed never felt anything like it. Like her.
After several hours of abusing the furniture on his entire first floor, they finally made it to the bed in her room. Now she straddled his waist, his dick buried deep inside her. And she rode him. Hard. Apparently she used to barrel race. Explained those thighs. Horse-ridin thighs. Thighs that could snap a man in half.
Nik buried his hands in Angies sweat-drenched hair and pulled her down until her pebble-hard nipples burrowed into his chest. He kissed her, their lips fusing, their tongues mating. He loved how this woman kissed. Swinging from intense to sweet and eventually around to hard. Exactly like she fucked.
He pulled his lips away, Harder.
She gripped his arms, her nails digging into the flesh. The pain biting and erotic all at once. Her pussy clenched his dick tighter as she rode him harder.
Nik never thought someone completely human could take him like this. But she did. She took. She gave. And she demanded more. And had been for hours.
Angie rested her forehead against his, You sure Im not hurting you?
Naw, Sugar. He groaned, gripping her hips tighter. I can take a lot.
Good. Very, she shuddered violently, very good.
Nik slid his hands down her hips to her ass, his fingers digging into the smooth cheeks. She gasped and smiled at the same time. He loved seeing that smile on her face. It turned his dick into steel.
Nik And his name on her lips. Nothing sounded better. ImIm
Do it, Angie. Come all over me.
He kissed her again, letting her soul-shaking groans pulse through him. Her pussy still spasming around him as his dick swelled further and exploded. Nik was so lost inside ofher, he didnt even realize he unleashed his claws, lancing her ass cheeks until she cried out.
What?
Claws! Claws! Claws in my ass!
He retracted them, Oh, God, Sugar. Are you okay?
He took hold of her waist, pulling her off his softening dick and placing her gently on the bed. He turned her over so that she lay on her stomach.
He winced when he saw the perfectly formed claw marks. Five in each cheek.
How bad is it, she demanded, trying to get a good look, but a hand in her back kept her from seeing much of anything.
Umnot bad.
You are lying to me. I can tell!
Now, now. Dont throw around them kind of accusations. Nik jumped off the bed. Cool your jets, Sugar. Ill be right back.
Trying not to laugh, he went to the bathroom and grabbed what he needed. When he walked back out, she still lay stomach down. One leg up, the foot perfectly arched and pointing toward the ceiling. He wondered if she took dancing classes when she was a kid.
Nik crawled back on the bed. Leave this to me.
I did. And you impaled my ass.
They looked at each other for a moment, then burst out laughing.
She pointed a warning finger at him. Dont even think about going there.
I didnt say a word.
You didnt have to. Your big kitty eyes give you away every time.
He kissed her shoulder, then licked off the sweat there. Give me five minutes, and Ill make this all better.
In the end it took him twenty minutes. He couldnt help himself. He kept kissing her ass. Licking her wounds. The woman had such a sweet ass.
And some deep, dark part of him, wanted to tattoo his name all over that ass.
He cleared his throat, freaked out by his suddenly territorial thoughts over an amazing fuck.
An amazing fuck and nothing else.
So, Sugar, your tattoo. When did you get it?
During my out-of-control youth. For protection. Your grandmother would understand.
You were up to all sorts of stuff back in the day, huh? He finished taking care of her wounds, moved the first aid supplies off the bed, and settled in next to her.
You have no idea. She threw her arm over his chest, her head against his shoulder. But that was a long time ago, Hillbilly. Im a different person now.
He pushed her wet hair out of her face, What made you change?
Fear of prison. She sounded drowsy and he knew shed be asleep soon.
So he found the sudden roaring coming from the woods behind his house really kind of annoying.