Page 13 of Betraying Katie

Antonio lowered his body over hers, loving the feel of her soft skin under his. He wrapped his arm around her and gripped her hair at the base of her neck, turning her face toward his.

He kissed her, long and slow, and he thrust himself inside her heat again slowly, so as to get every nuance of her insides as they sucked him in, then withdrawing. Each time they came together, she moaned again, and a sound escaped him. The noises of their coupling were intense, almost as great as the feeling she caused inside him. He smelled sex and sweat in the air and imagined it would be obvious to housekeeping what had happened in this room when they got here tomorrow.

But he wasn’t thinking about tomorrow. All they had was tonight.

He went as slowly as possible, until she seemed to come alive in his arms again. He kissed her mouth, her neck, her shoulders, until she arched under him and pressed her tits closer. Then he leaned down and kissed them too.

“Harder,” she gasped, and he knew this was it. She was ready to come with him.

He leaned back, shifting her so he held her hips and he pistoned in and out of her, thrusting hard and fast. Her breasts bounced with the movement and his mouth watered at the vision, him wishing he could suck on them some more. But harder and faster didn’t really work with tit-sucking. He’d have to save that for later.

Or more creativity.

Her eyes flew open, and she looked at him with alarm. “Oh my God. I’m coming again.” She gripped his forearms, her head tilted up, and he felt everything in him tighten as his balls grew heavy and the pressure began at the base of his spine.

Like an out-of-control locomotive, Antonio speared her over and over again, losing all rhythm and thrusting with abandon.

They flew apart together, the wave of pleasure taking over.

He lowered himself and took a nipple into his mouth, sucking on it hard, then letting go with a loud pop, and she giggled.

“I love your breasts.” It sounded better than I love you, which he couldn’t say. He could only show her his love. If he told her, it would be out there in the universe, and he knew better than to put words like that out in the world.

He had plenty of condoms, so he would simply show her how much she meant to him. He had eleven more hours.

And he did. Over and over.

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