by Jessie Cooke
He smiled. “You don’t? What do you want, Kat?”
She didn’t use her words. Instead she reached for the bulge she could see outlined in the front of his scrub pants. He moaned, and it was on. The hungry look in his eyes ignited, and he pushed her into the wall and kissed her again, this time, harder, sexier, and more passionately. She wrapped her arms up around his neck, pulling him in even tighter. The first kiss in the elevator had been hot…but this one was off the charts. They devoured each other like two addicts that had been without a fix for weeks. She wasn’t sure about him, but it had been way too long for her and she was at her limit of celibacy. While they kissed, she slid her hands underneath his scrub shirt and the t-shirt that he had on underneath that. Her hands ran up his back as she pushed the shirts up, feeling the hard muscles there with her fingers and her palms. When she started letting them roam all over him, tweaking his nipples even, he began to suck and bite at her lips and she felt him rub his now throbbing erection into her.
She was throbbing herself and her pussy was so wet that she was sure it was going to soak through her jeans soon. He broke the kiss to finish taking off those shirts, and Kat had to bite back a gasp when she saw him. He was fucking beautiful, as if carved out of stone hot. That tribal band wasn’t his only tattoo. The top of his chest, just above his hard pecs, was decorated with colorful ink. Kat had plenty of tattoos of her own; one whole sleeve of flowers and sugar skulls covered her right arm and a lotus flower bloomed on her left shoulder. Each of her thighs was tattooed, and she had the words “I am my demon” tattooed in Chinese on her lower back. She loved bodies with ink, but she had to admit that she was surprised that a doctor would have so much of it.
“Don’t stop there,” she said once he got the shirts pulled over his head and tossed aside. “Take off the rest. I want to see all of you.”
“Are you going to join me?” he asked as his hands went to the waistband of the scrubs. “It’s no fun to be naked all alone.”
She smiled and pulled her own t-shirt off over her head and flung it sideways to the floor. His sexy eyes roamed across her chest while she reached back and unhooked her bra. Kat didn’t have huge tits, but she’d never had a man complain about the firm handful they were. The look on Dr. Hottie’s face told her that he approved. He was even running his tongue along his bottom lip like he wanted a taste. He finished pushing off his scrubs and shorts and Kat’s eyes widened at the package underneath. She had definitely picked a winner.
She put her hands to the button of her jeans but suddenly his were there, taking over. Kat wasn’t sure if that pissed her off or turned her on. She liked to be in control, but she also liked strong men, so it was a tossup. He unbuttoned and unzipped them and then as he pushed them down her thighs, he dropped to his knees on the tile floor of the little kitchen. He pressed his hot mouth into the bottom of her stomach and kissed and sucked on the tender flesh there while he pushed the jeans down further to her knees. He dipped his face down lower and took the elastic band of her panties between his teeth, and she watched in wide-eyed lust as he pulled them slowly down her thighs. He got them down far enough so that her pussy was bare and then he used his hands to push them the rest of the way down to her ankles, taking her jeans all the way down with them. Kat was wearing ankle-high leather boots, and he unzipped one and pulled it off, pressing his lips into her thigh as he pulled her jeans and panties off that foot. Then he moved over to the other foot and did the same, kissing the opposite thigh. Once he had her completely naked he pressed the inside of one of her thighs with his big hand and said, “Open up.”
She didn’t need him to explain. She took a step to the side and spread her legs open wide. Just like that, his tongue was taking a long lick of her and Kat gasped and wrapped her fingers up in his messy hair. He licked her again, this time pressing his tongue deeply up into the warm, wet folds of her pussy. When he reached her clit, he stopped to flick at it with his tongue and circle around it. He did that until she was moaning and then he pressed his tongue into her clit hard and began to wiggle it around. She was whimpering and gasping for breath, even before he slipped his tongue lower again and let it snake up inside of her. He had to reach up and grab hold of her hips to keep her steady as he mounted his oral assault of her pussy. Kat was pulling his face against her as tightly as she could, using the hold she had on his hair. He was squeezing the cheeks of her ass and pulling her in even tighter. It was fucking amazing, and it made Kat want more. She let go of his hair and reached around behind her and took hold of one of his hands. She slid it down her hip and around to the front, aiming it at her pussy. She felt him chuckle against the flesh he was devouring. He let his tongue glide in between her silky walls several more times before at last pulling his face back and sliding two of his fingers up inside of her. Kat cried out, and he grinned up at her, his gorgeous face glistening with her pussy juices. “Is that what you wanted?” he asked.
“For starters,” she breathed out.
He grinned again as he began to fuck her with his fingers, pressing them in as deeply as they would go and then pulling them out slowly before doing it over again and again. Kat was dangling on the edge of either an orgasm or insanity when he pulled them out and got up to his feet. He pulled her hips into his body and kissed her again. The taste and smell of herself on his face drove Kat wild, and she began licking and sucking at his face and lips. She reached down and took his thick cock in her hand, wrapping all her fingers around it and beginning to stroke him lightly. He brought up the hand that had just been inside of her and pressed it to her lips. She licked each one of his fingers like she really was a cat and they were covered in cream. He groaned and then dipped his head down to her breasts, licking across the swell of one of them and then moving over to kiss the other and let his mouth and tongue explore everything except for the hard, aching nipple. The whole time his thick, hot, throbbing cock was being manipulated by her hand and she could hear his breaths becoming more ragged as he used the sides of his teeth to scrape against her nipples.
Suddenly she felt his hand go back between her legs and he was finger-fucking her again They licked and sucked at each other’s lips as they masturbated each other and just when Kat thought she couldn’t take another minute without his cock inside of her she breathed out, “What’s your name?”
She felt his body shake with a laugh. He must not have realized he never told her his name. “Paul,” he gasped out as she tightened her grip on the shaft of his cock.
“Take me to the bed, Paul,” she said in a breathless, raspy voice. Without taking his fingers out of her, Paul used his free hand to rest against her ass and lead her backwards. He stopped when the back of her thighs hit the mattress of the big, king-sized bed. She stood there and let him feel every intimate part of her before her knees felt too weak to stand up on any longer and she fell back onto the bed. He followed her and a few seconds later he had a nipple in his mouth and his hand back between her legs. She was so wet, and his ministrations were only making her wetter. She closed her eyes and arched her back when she felt the edges of his teeth graze her hard nipple. She liked that he wasn’t afraid to really touch her. She hated being with a man that treated her like she was made of glass. Kat loved to be “man-handled.”
She had her back arched up off the bed when she felt his mouth leave her breast. His hand was gone in the next instant and with a disappointed whimper, she opened her eyes. He was reaching into the drawer of the table next to the bed and she watched as he pulled out a gold foil pack. She tried to reach for it but he grinned at her as he raised it to his mouth and opened it with his teeth. “Hurry,” she said, breathlessly. His grin grew wider, and he seemed to slow down his movements as if testing her non-existent patience. “If you take any longer I’m going to use my own fingers to get myself off.” He laughed, but he didn’t speed up. Instead, once he got the condom rolled over his length, he gave it a couple of long, slow strokes while she watched. She tried to reach for it, but he pulled
back, and laughed again. She said, “Are you enjoying torturing me?”
“What’s the hurry? You are one hell of a beautiful woman, Kat. I want to take my time.”
She wiggled her hips into the bed so that she was directly underneath him and said, “You can take your time the second go-around. Right now, I just want to be fucked.”
6
“You’re something else, Kat Brown,” he said with a smile. He let go of his cock and leaned down to kiss her. Kat reached her own hand down between them and guided him to where she was dying for him to be. He chuckled and shook his head before his lips met hers, but he didn’t pull back. Kat had the head of his dick where she wanted it and as they kissed, she lifted her ass up off the bed and tried to work the rest of it in. He wasn’t cooperating, and she was about to get pissed when he said, “Promise me there’s going to be a second go-around tonight.”
“Too much talk and not enough action,” she said.
He pushed up on his arms so that he could look down at her face and grinned wickedly. “Promise me…and I promise you, you won’t be disappointed.”
“I promise, okay? Now fuck me.” Still grinning, he pushed his hips forward and finally she felt him enter her. He was big, and it had been a long time for her so even as wet as she was, he had to circle his hips to work himself all the way into her. When he hit bottom, she let out the air that she’d been holding in her lungs and it came out as a sharp gasp. He drew back, still too slowly for her taste, but the next time he entered her, he slid a big arm underneath her waist and held her hips up off the bed. She felt him hit her G-spot—it was something that most men had no idea how to do—and she cried out and dug her fingers into his shoulders. “Yes!”
“Like that?” he whispered, moving his hips in a circular motion.
“Fuck yes! More,” she gasped, already on the verge of an orgasm. This time he didn’t disappoint. He held her tightly and began to pump his big, hard cock in and out of her. Each thrust vibrated through her in waves of pleasure and each time he pulled back she felt the top side of his shaft drag against her engorged clit. He seemed to finally give in to his primal instincts as their bodies slid against each other, lubricated by a fine sheen of sweat, and he took what he wanted, groaning and whispering strangled curses about how fucking good she felt as he did. Kat would have given as good as she got, but he was holding her so tightly that he was completely in control. Kat liked masculine, rough men, but she was still usually able to finagle the control. In this case, he was just taking it and not giving her a choice. Surprisingly, that fact was turning her on even more. It was almost dizzying to feel his strong, taut muscles holding her down as he pressed into her with the weight of the rest of his body. They were both panting and gasping and there was no more talking as he relentlessly pounded into her again and again, striking her clit harder each time and sending her spiraling toward an earth-shattering orgasm.
When she felt her body lose all control and gave into the orgasm at last, she actually got light-headed. Sweat dripped off his brow onto her chest and she concentrated on the feeling of the moisture as it rolled down between her breasts, as the rest of her body splintered in all directions and the climax claimed every nerve in her body. The muscles of her pussy tightened around his cock and she held onto it like a vise. He gripped onto her even tighter and slammed into her even harder and faster. She was usually finished the second her orgasm hit…but not this time. She needed this, and he was really fucking good, and she wasn’t even close to being ready for it to end.
He grunted loudly, practically shaking the walls of the room as he gave in to his own orgasm. As he fell forward, he bit down into her shoulder and then slid his mouth up to claim her lips again while he rocked into her and his hard muscles began to quiver against her body. He bit and licked and sucked at her lips, finally releasing her with a breathless “Fuck,” and collapsing down onto the mattress next to her. “Jesus,” he said, bringing his hands up to wipe the sweat off his face. “That was…fuck, I don’t have words.”
Kat pulled the rest of her limbs free of his weight and sat up. She threw one leg over his chest and straddled him. “That was…just the appetizer,” she said with a wicked grin. She let her soaking-wet pussy massage his abs as she rubbed herself on him. She felt him using one hand to take off the used condom behind her back and as he reached across to toss it in the wastebasket she said, “I hope that wasn’t your only one.”
“Not by a long shot,” he said.
“Good, because I want more.” She put her hands on her tits and he lay underneath her gasping for breath and watching as she massaged and caressed them. He groaned when she grabbed her nipples between her thumb and finger and began twisting and pinching them. The look on his face as he watched her was turning her on, and she had to let go of one breast to let that hand slide down between her legs and touch her once again aching pussy.
“Fuck,” he whispered as she went to town, rubbing her clit with her fingers and twisting and pulling on her nipples hard with the other hand. She tossed her head back to get all the long, dark hair out of her face and she licked her lips as she looked down at his. She rubbed her fingers in fast circles over her clit until she felt a second orgasm building, all the while soaking his skin with her juices. Using the muscles in her legs, she pushed her hips up off him and let one of her fingers find her opening. She held herself up like that, fingering herself and getting closer to another orgasm while his face was only inches away, taking in the show. When she was right on the edge again, she leaned down and put her tits in his face. His tongue instantly found a nipple and he began to flick across it while she masturbated herself on top of him. She didn’t stop until she brought herself off again and fell quivering into his chest. She only lay there long enough to catch her breath, and then she reached back and quickly found what she was looking for. His cock was rock-hard again. He moaned when he felt her touch it and moaned again when she let it go. This time she was the one to reach for the condom, and she made him watch as she opened it slowly and then took her time rolling it onto his throbbing cock. “Hurry,” he whispered. Kat smiled and said,
“Oh, now he’s in a hurry.” She said it sarcastically, slowing down her movements even more. When he looked desperate, she slowly lifted her hips and pointed the head of his raging hard-on where she wanted it to go. He tried to lift his body up and take control, but she tightened her leg muscles against his thighs and said, “It’s my turn.” He looked like he was ready to explode, but she felt him relax underneath her and let her do her thing. She slowly began to slide down his shaft, letting him fill her up again, inch by inch. Once he was all the way inside of her, she tipped her body backwards slightly so that he was in so deeply it was almost painful. He moaned again as she pressed the palm of one of her hands into the top of his hard thigh and she began to move up and down on his shaft. She was trying to go slowly, like she’d promised him they would the second time around…but fuck, he felt so good. She closed her eyes and just rode him for a while, listening to the sounds of their bodies as they met with each thrust, their ragged breaths, and the muttered curses that escaped from his sexy lips each time she moved her hips in a little circle and let his hard cock slide up against every wet, hot surface of the inside of her pussy.
She was almost in a trance, savoring the feelings, when she felt him lift his body up. As she opened her eyes, he slipped his strong arms around her waist and took the control back. He was much stronger than her and if she’d been an unwilling participant, there wouldn’t have been anything she could do. As it were, she didn’t want him to stop, but to punish him for not letting her do things her way, she bent her head down and sunk her teeth into his shoulder. That only seemed to egg him on more, and he was thrusting up into her so hard and fast that the whole bed and the floor underneath was shaking.
Kat pulled her head back up and moved her hands from where they were digging into his shoulders, back up into his hair. She wrapped her fingers up into it and pulled
his head back so that she could lean down and shove her tongue into his hot mouth. He kissed her without missing a beat in the fucking that was going on down below. She could hear his breathing becoming more rapid and feel his muscles becoming tighter, as his cock once again began to throb and swell inside of her. Without warning, he grabbed her ass with both hands and flipped her over. She let out a little cry of protest—it was supposed to be her turn—but once she felt him slam his hips into her and send a jolt of lightning traveling up from her pussy to her head where it splintered into a bright, white light…she forgot who was supposed to be on top. She spread her legs wider and let him strike as deep as he wanted to. Their flesh pounded together until she came again, this time even harder than the last. She was sure he would have deep scratches in his back from her nails, but she hadn’t been able to control herself and he didn’t seem to mind. He let out another animalistic sound as he came and once again he collapsed down on top of her. This time he didn’t move right away and Kat had to push at his chest to remind him she needed to breathe. He rolled over to the side and pulled off the condom and then surprised her by rolling back and taking her into his arms. She froze instantly. She didn’t cuddle. She didn’t lie in bed with a man after she fucked him while they said things to each other that neither of them meant or would follow through with. She’d learned a long time ago that afterglow was a dangerous thing. Once the good stuff was over, it was time to put on your clothes and go home. She started to wiggle away from him and he lifted his head up and looked at her face. His eyes were bright red now, and he looked on the verge of passing out.