She exhaled a hard breath. “Ohh, Dustin. Stop teasing me.”
“You mean like this?” I said, biting back my grin. I peeled her panties down and pushed the fleshy head of my cock into her so it just grazed her clit.
She leaned back on the counter, and her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
“Stop,” she moaned.
I pulled my cock away quickly.
“You okay?”
“No, I meant stopteasingand just fuck me, you dick.”
I paused and smiled. She smiled back.
It was a messy, beautiful hookup, and we were both loving it. She didn’t even have her shirt off yet. With my eyes focused on her, I ran my hand slowly down the hot skin of her belly and landed a finger on her clit. Her legs were spread apart, wide on the kitchen counter, and my flesh rested on her thigh while I lightly rubbed her.
She twisted gently into my finger, and I loved feeling how wet she was for me. When she let go of a hard breath, I kissed her again and ate up her moan.
“How wet are you right now?” I teased.
She bit her lower lip. “Too wet for you to keep teasing me like this,” she said with hooded eyes. Her hand moved to my wrist, and she pulled it away. “Just for this, I’m going to get you back.”
“Get me . . . back?”
She nodded, then pushed me away gently. “Go to your room,” she whispered.
“Um, what?” I said, looking at the giant erection that was sticking straight out from my body.
“You heard me,” she smiled. “Just wait there.” Her eyes told me this was something good, so I listened to her and headed to the master bedroom.
I took off my shirt, so I was stark naked and lay down on top of the covers, wondering what Cat’s devilish mind was going to come up with.
Shewaspart devil, I was starting to think. There were always multiple layers to her thinking, and that was part of what had me dying to taste her, to feel her again. Even these couple of minutes waiting for whatever she was doing in there had me on edge, excitement rushing through my skin.
I heard her voice from just around the corner of the door. “No making fun of me,” she stated.
“Well you know I can’t guarantee that,” I spouted out. “But it’ll be good-natured. That, I promise.”
“Ugh. Fine.” She appeared in the doorframe, and my eyes grew to twice their normal size.
“Holy shit . . . you look . . .”
“Ridiculous?”
“Sexy as fuck.”
She was wearing the X-rated version of the sexy Halloween costumes women in college sometimes wore. She had ridiculously big ears and a big furry white tail.
As she slowly—and sexily, I might add—sashayed toward me, I realized what she was.
Abunny.
Her eyes fixed on me and she must have processed my realization.
“Te gusta?” she asked. “Do you like tit? I mean it?”
I smiled. “Me gusta mucho. Both of those things. And como se dice ‘puck bunny?’ en Español?”
