“Wait,” I say, locking my door behind me. “Not the bedroom.”
“Oh?” Kat asks, turning to me. “Why not?”
“Because I’m pretty funky . . . I was thinking the shower?” I ask in reply. “That is . . . if you don’t mind me washing you down so I can dirty you up?”
“Well, I had a shower just before coming to the studio . . .” she teases lightly, before continuing with a bit of promise, “but my hair could use a good washing. By your hands, of course.”
The idea of running my fingers through Kat’s honey tresses suddenly has my cock aching, and I hurry to follow her into the bathroom. It’s one of the benefits of me not being a sports reporter anymore, I’ve been able to upgrade to an apartment with one sweet bathroom that has a large glass shower stall lined in black marble. Kat’s been here before, of course, but she takes a moment to admire the room as she reaches for the hem of her shirt. “Nice choice.”
“For what?” I ask, regaining some of my control and pulling her toward me.
Kat teases, reaching down and cupping my cock through my jeans again, and the response is immediate, my body already warmed up from before. “I was thinking this is a nice choice for the first place I want you to really fuck me. Fill me with that big cock and come inside me.”
I swallow, looking into her eyes. “Kat, before this all happened, I was thinking about . . ..”
“The same thing I was thinking about. And when the time’s right, we’ll get there. My answer’s going to be the same as before all of this. Yes.”
Her words are all I need as I crush her lips in a searing kiss, tearing at her clothes as we undress each other. I say a silent prayer of thanks for sweatpants, they’re so easy to peel off as I kneel in front of her, kissing at the soft skin of her belly just above the line of her panties, tugging them down to look at her beautiful pussy.
I see her sweet clit start to pulse in time with her heartbeat, needy for attention. “Tell me, Kat.”
She eases her legs a little further apart, giving me more of peek at her sexy center, but still not saying what I need to hear.
Kat runs her fingers through my hair, pulling the strands back and making me growl. I inhale her, memorizing every nuance to her natural perfume before lifting my eyes toward her without moving away from her sexy cunt. There’s a warning in my voice. “Kat . . .”
She smirks, but the quiver in her thighs under my hands belies her flirty tone. “I think I like being in charge a little.”
“And you can be from time to time,” I joke, kissing lower, deciding that if she wants to tease me by not letting me have my way with her dripping pussy, that I can torment her right back and make it impossible for her to deny me.
I nip at her stomach, and she gasps, relenting with a moan. “Eat my pussy, Derrick. Do it for me . . .”
Permission granted, I stroke my tongue between her slick pussy lips, the soft and silky folds parting under my tongue. I shiver as I eat her slowly, relishing every sweet drop of her arousal.
“Oh fuck, Derrick, that’s it. You make me feel so good, don’t stop . . . please. Suck my clit . . . hard.”
I want to give her everything–what she asks for, what she needs, and what she doesn’t even know she needs. I’ll give her all that I am, all that I have, knowing that she’ll do the same for me. So I cup her ass, bringing her in close to lick up and down her slit, circling her clit slowly before drawing it in. I suck her hard nub and thrash my tongue across it at the same time, giving her no mercy. Kat’s hips shiver and her thighs clench under my hands. “Derrick, fuck, I’m gonna–”
“Come for me, my love,” I rasp, looking up at her with devotion. “Come all over my face.”
I dive back in, hungry to taste her orgasm. She cries out as a gush of wetness covers my face and chin, and I feel reborn, connected in way that we’ve never been before. Kat pulls on my hair, pushing me in deeper and deeper until her orgasm finally ebbs.
“That’s the warm up?” Kat asks shakily as she steps back, stepping the rest of the way out of her clothes. She pulls her shirt off while I quickly strip out of my clothes, getting into the shower and starting the water. Kat watches, her naked body glowing under the lights, smirking. “Warm enough?”