Damon kissed her briefly and pulled up, a hand at either side of her head. The light from the fireplace danced off of the side of his face. She couldn't think of a more intimate and incredible atmosphere to make love to him for the first time - again.
"I love you, Katrina Alexander," he whispered, the conviction in his eyes even more convincing than his words.
Reaching up, Katrina touched the side of his face and smiled. "I never stopped loving you, Damon Garratt." She pulled his mouth back down to hers and closed her eyes as their lips touched. She breathed in deeply, basking in his feel, smell, and as their tongues united, his taste - champagne and spearmint.
He lowered himself onto her, as he reached between their bodies. His hand cupped her mound and she moaned against his mouth, while bucking against his hand. He slipped a finger between her wet folds and stroked her swollen nub. She cried out against his lips, her body moving under him. Her pussy clenched with need and her grip on his shoulders tightened, her fingernails digging into the hard muscle.
His finger moved from her clit and thrust into her core. She bucked a little harder, her body beginning to become a coil of tension. He added a second finger and began to stroke her clit with his thumb as his fingers fucked her. Her juices greeted his probing fingers and began to run down her ass. While his fingers stroked her inner wall in just the right place to make her body sing, his thumb continued its delicious torture of her clit.
Damon's lips left hers and began to work their way down the side of her neck, nipping lightly and flicking the sensitive flesh with his tongue. She was coming close, so close. She whimpered and moaned as she came closer and closer, her body becoming more and more tense. She was going to come, moments away. Sensing her impending orgasm, Damon lifted his head to look into her eyes.
"Come for me Kat. Come for me and you can have my cock," he murmured in her ear before pulling back to look into her eyes.
As she looked into his eyes, she came to the point of no return. The coil within her broke and she cried out as a wave of pleasure rushed over her and she was swept away in a tidal wave of satisfaction and relief.
Just when she thought the pleasure was over, he began to slowly push into her. Her back arched and she wrapped her legs around his waist as he sank deeper and deeper within her. She attempted to force him in faster, deeper, but he was in control and he was intent on savouring the feel of her wet, trembling pussy embracing his rock hard shaft.
"Damon. Oh God, Damon. Please, more." She gyrated under him, bucking against him, attempting to feel more of him as his cock spread her wider, filling her so deliciously full that it brought tears to her eyes. She clung tighter to him, pulling him down to her and burying her face against his neck.
"Damn Kat. My God, you have no idea how good you feel," he groaned, pushing himself in deeper, until three-quarters of his massive rod was penetrating her.
"Mmmm. I have a pretty good idea," she murmured, nipping at his shoulder and then working her way up his neck. He thrust hard and buried himself fully into her, balls deep. She cried out, her whole body tightening around him. Her breasts crushed against his massive chest as she pulled him deeper and holding tighter, needing to be as close to him as possible, not even wanting a fraction of an inch separating their bodies.
He remained embedded within her for a long moment, stretching her to her limits and relishing the feel of their bodies united. Just having him within her was driving her near insanity, even more than his excruciatingly slow initial thrust.
"If you don't start moving in me, I'm going to go mad," she groaned. Her body was humming, it was on the verge, but his non-movement had her suspended in a feeling of near pleasure and need, like she was at the finish line, but an invisible hand was holding her back, letting her see the finish, but not letting her indulge in the satisfaction of passing the line and breaking the ribbon.
Damon chuckled in return. "We can't have that." He slowly pulled out of her and shocked her by slamming into her hard and fast. The hard thrust, accompanied with his balls slapping against her pussy drove her over the edge she screamed out as she was sent spiralling over the edge of her desire once more.
"Damon! Damon! Oh-my-God, Damon!" She clawed at his back as he began to pound into her over and over, relentlessly taking pleasure in her needy pussy.
"Fuck. So good," he groaned nipping at the side of her neck, while never breaking pace. She moved, and arched under him, meeting each of his thrusts with her own, their bodies working in perfect harmony, giving and taking the pleasure they both so desperately needed.
She began to ascend the summit, yet again. Just when she thought she was going to hit the brink Damon stopped thrusting, his cock embedded deeply within her, and in one fast, fluid motion he flipped over to his back taking her with him. She yelped and giggled as she looked down at his smiling face and hungry eyes.
"Your turn. Take me over the edge sweetie," he instructed.
Sitting up on him, she placed her hands on his stomach, taking care to not put too much pressure near his incision. She began to move on him, and her smile widened as he closed his eyes and groaned low and deep in his throat. She could feel his cock thickening within her and knew he was getting close to coming for her. She began to move faster on him, moving her hips in a circular motion as she moved on him. As his moans rose in loudness and frequency, she found herself moving faster, harder, wanting to feel him unload his seed deep within her.
Did she? Was she going to have him cum in her?
She moved harder on him, taking the pleasure she needed as the head of his dick stroked her inner wall. Yes, she wanted him. Wanted it. She needed to feel his seed filling her in an attempt to make their baby.
Placing her hands on his thighs behind her, she arched her back and let her head fall backwards, her blonde hair cascading down her back. She began to move on him at a frenzied pace, her body vibrating with her need. She needed to come again, almost as much as she needed him filling her.
"Oh yeah sweetie. Fuck me. Fuck me hard!" he groaned as his hands reached up and palmed her breasts. Her breasts fit perfectly in his hands and her nipples hardened as his fingers worked them, pinching and rolling them into peaks.
"God yes! Fill me Damon. Fill me please."
She could feel his eyes on her, watching her breasts bounce each time she slammed down onto him, but couldn't open her eyes to look down to verify. She was coming to her breaking point as she felt him preparing to release. His balls tightened under her, he was moments away.