Page 73 of For a Price

She gyrates against my face. I’m making the most of my mouth and tongue. I’m using my fingers to stimulate every part of her.

Tongue on her clit and fingers hooked inside her pussy, I feel her orgasm coming seconds before it happens.

My kitty cat arches in anticipation, then goes limp as the sensations slam into her. She cries out so freely, so unashamedly, the sound surely travels to other parts of the penthouse. I lick at her pussy until I’ve savored what I can of her taste.

My cock throbs painfully. My erection sets me on edge. I’m tense as I stroke myself and realize I’ve never been so fucking hard.

I’ve never wanted to be inside a pussy this fucking bad.

I’ve fucked my share of women—mostly prostitutes that work for the family—but Katerina is in a category of her own.

“I must be inside you, kitty cat,” I grunt. “I have to know what this sweet pussy feels like from the inside.”

She really is like a cat the way she peers up at me, eyes wide and curls disheveled. She’s flushed and warm and so turned on that I see it in her expression. The sultry look she’s taken on.

I crawl back up her body and capture her lips again. Her pussy is still on my tongue as I make her taste herself and line my cock up with her slit.

I’m no small man by any metric. I’m not only large and tall, packed with muscles, my cock is thick and long and can be challenging to fit.

But she’s slick enough that I use her pussy juices as lubrication to slot myself partially inside. It’s only a few inchesand yet it’s enough to make me groan. My whole body tenses up as I hold still and appreciate the tight warmth encasing me.

Katerina’s pussy is hot. It’s a heated glove that molds itself to me the deeper I push in.

She gasps taking my inches. Her nails rake down my stomach as her gaze flicks up to meet mine.

“Does that feel good, kitty cat?” I ask, reaching between us to rub her clit. “Your pussy is stuffed with my cock. Can you take more?”

I pull out slightly only to slick more of myself inside.

It’s torture for the both of us.

I grit my teeth and swear at how her pussy naturally clamps down on me. Katerina folds her legs around me, crisscrossing them at the ankles.

We peer at each other, caught in the heat of the moment, aware how we’re about to lose control.

The last few seconds before I’m done testing the waters. I’m done trying to ease my big cock into her tight pussy.

The moment ends for what comes next—the pent up energy and feral urges that demand release. Katerina cries out as I draw back and piston forward. I go deep, my cock hitting the back of her pussy.

The first deep thrust of many. I quickly find a pace that’s hard and unrelenting.

Intense pleasure shoots up my cock and then spine. No other pussy has ever had me like this; no other pussy has ever been so instantly addictive.

So fucking good I’m questioning if I’m about to lose my mind.

I’m sheathed in soft velvet that pulses all around me. That has tiny little ridges that rub against my cock in all the right places and walls that close in on me.

My kitty cat is everything I imagined.

I fuck her pussy and fondle her bouncing tits. Her moans come out like purrs as she takes me and scratches up my back.

“My naughty kitty cat wants to mark me?” I growl, kissing her. I pull back enough to grip her throat, my hips still fast at work. “I want to mark you too.”

Katerina whimpers as I flip her over onto her stomach and spear into her from behind. My hand slams into her ass in a hard spank that leaves a vague imprint on her brown flesh. I’m deep in her pussy, picking up the pace, fucking her harder.

I’ve become a true beast. I’m lost to the adrenaline exploding from within.

The climax that I’m working toward.

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