“Gosh, Kat, you feel perfect.It´s like your pussy was meant to fit my dick.”
She´s lost for words and only whines, her head thrown back.
Good, I managed to render Katharina Berger speechless.
She wraps her legs and arms around me, so I can push deeper inside her.I move slowly, with deliberate thrusts, measuring the rhythm, and enjoy the way she squirms and whines, visibly pleading for more.
I need to get deeper.
I turn her around and push her back gently to the bed as she attempts to get on her knees.She squirms as I open her legs and slide my cock deeper inside.
“So good,” I groan.And a few faster thrusts later, I can feel her pussy clenching on my dick.
“Come for me, baby, come again,” I say, reaching under her with my hand, finding her clit.I want her to come on my dick, to come while I fuck her.
And she delivers, her orgasm is longer this time, her pussy clenching my cock tight as she screams my name, and in two more violent thrusts, I am done and feel the pleasure spilling from me.
I collapse beside her, grinning like I just stole Schladming itself.She’s flushed, wrecked, perfect.
“So, Miss Berger,” I murmur against her hair, “was that professional enough for you?”
She laughs, shaky, but doesn’t answer.And I know I’ll spend the next race chasing that sound harder than any gold medal.
I trace the line of her ribs with my fingertips.“So, the term still valid?”I ask.“Only after wins?Because…”
“Shut up, Thomas,” she says, voice soft.“Don’t spoil this.”
I do as I am told because spoiling the moment is the last thing I want to do.
What is the first thing, though?
What do I expect from this arrangement of ours?
I know I want to own not just her body but her soul as well.Yet, can one even own a woman like this?A woman like Katharina would not wait patiently for me, like my mother waits for my father every Christmas.
I roll onto my back and hug her as she snuggles at my shoulder.
I don’t do relationships because they steal one’s focus, blunt the edge.Can I afford to change that for her?
“I said don’t spoil it, Thomas,” she says with a sad smile.
“I didn’t say anything.”
“I know what you’re thinking, you’re so obvious.Can’t you see?I’m giving you a perfect way out.For both our sakes.No ties, just this funny deal.”
“One more condition, though,” I blurt.“I don’t want you to fuck anyone else.”
It comes out harsher than I meant.
She rises slightly, leaning on her elbow.“I don’t think you’re in a position to lay that claim, Mr.Kern,” she says, shaking her head.
“Then, I think, I will fuck you until sunrise to spoil all men for you.”
She laughs, quiet and incredulous.“I’ll take that.”
But the perfect night just got a little darker.
And for the first time, I realize the danger I got myself into.
