“Oh,” was all she could come up with.
Using his teeth, he ripped open the box before reaching inside for the string of connected foil packets. Matt then held onto her body with his arms as used both hands behind her back to break apart the top packet. Leaving the extras with the box, Matt took them both to the couch where he turned around and sat down, the position leaving Kat straddling his taut lap.
Apparently done with the foreplay, he ripped open the packet and reached between their bodies to sheath his mouthwatering cock. Damn, she wished she’d been the one to do that.
Next time.
No. There wouldn’t be a next time. This was it for them. He knew it. She knew it. And it was what she’d agreed to, so there was no point in pretending otherwise.
Take what you can, while you can.
With that thought in mind, Kat waited until he was fully protected before lifting herself up on her knees and lining her drenched opening to his hot, angry tip once more. She started to lower herself onto him, but Matt’s hands squeezed her hips to stop her.
“I meant what I said, Katherine. You need to be sure.”
This doesn’t change anything.
His words rang clearly through her mind as she looked him square in the eye and said, “I’m sure.”
A single nod was the only response he gave before she impaled herself with his body. Two deep, loud moans filled the cabin’s still air as they worked together to become one for the first time in a decade.
Being connected to this man—like this—was a feeling unlike any she’d ever known.
A pleasurable pain burned as his adult body stretched her neglected entrance. After a few tries, Matt finally became fully seated, igniting another unified moan.
It was familiar, yet different. So much better, yet insurmountably worse. Kat chose to focus on the better.
“Holy shit, you’re tight.” His eyes filled with confusion.
Unwilling to let anything ruin the moment, Kat leaned down and began kissing his unspoken question away. Moving her hips forward and back, it didn’t take long for him to forget what she knew he was probably wondering, and soon, they were both able to find a compatible rhythm.
Matt’s pelvis lifted upward, pushing his steel shaft as deep and far as it would physically go. Gasping, Kat tore her lips from his. Panting hard, her strong breaths blew forcefully against the dark, damp hair caressing his tanned forehead.
Matt grunted and groaned as he pumped himself in and out of her slick channel, the primal sounds letting her know he felt the same, indescribable pleasure she had. Soon, they both began to move faster. Harder.
With her hands on either side of Matt’s head, Kat gripped the back of the couch for leverage. Moving to the beat of a magnificent drum, she raised up and down at a quickened pace. The course hair on his thighs rubbed against her smooth skin as their bodies slapped loudly together.
Just like in the shower, her body began to quiver with an impending explosion. One she couldn’t wait to get lost in.
Sensing her orgasm was near, Matt brought his mouth to her neck, biting down with enough force to bring her even closer to what her body craved. Kat cried out, her head tilting to the side for better access, and the next time his teeth sank against her pulse point, she could feel his hand sliding to the place where their bodies were joined.
Moving his fingers in small, tight circles, Matt pressed against her engorged clit. At the same time, he continued to pump himself harder and harder, his hips thrusting against her with such force his entire lower body lifted from the soft couch cushion as he went.
“Oh God, Matt.” Kat breathed hard. “I’m so close.”
“Come on, baby.” He pushed his cock into her again. “Let…go.”
“Oh, God!”
“That’s it.” Matt moved his fingertips faster. Fucked her even harder. “Do it. Now!”
“Ah!”
Kat threw her head back, a low keening sound filling the entire cabin as her climax hit with a vengeance. Her inner muscles clenched down onto Matt’s cock, the force of her orgasm sending him straight into his own.
A rush of burning liquid coated his protected shaft as Matt’s entire body tensed beneath her. A loud, primal grunt roared from his chest as he pumped a few more, uneven thrusts. When he’d filled the condom with the last drop of his hot seed, they both remained still a few minutes longer.
Their chests rose and fell in tandem. Breaths escaped in hard, rough pants. And Kat felt more satisfied than she had in years.
