"Make me come." She closed her eyes and let her head fall back again, waiting to feel his lips and tongue on her most intimate of parts.
He leaned over her again, and she tensed up as he began grazing his lips over her shaven mound. "Tell me how you want to come."
Oh dear God! She eyes flew open and she lifted her head, her eyes locking with his. "With your tongue. Please, Damon. Fuck me with your tongue and then give me your cock. I need to feel you come in me. God, please!" She could feel her cheeks burning at her brazen admission.
He chuckled softly. "Was that so hard?"
Yes! She screamed inwardly, but had no chance to reply verbally as his fingers spread her pussy lips and his tongue swiped the length of her from her anus to her clit. She groaned and squirmed against his mouth and his probing fingers as they plunged deep with her. His tongue began to flick and tease her clit as he slid two fingers in and out of her core, stroking her inner core with each stroke.
His tongue and fingers were bringing her towards a climax at an alarming pace. Her elbows holding her torso up became shaky and so she let herself fall back onto the mattress and her hands gripped his shoulders, urging him on. She was getting closer and closer, so close that her body felt as though it was humming, while her juices were slowly slipping from her entrance and down her ass. She needed more, harder and faster.
"Use your tongue!"
Another bout of soft chuckling as he did what he was instructed. He removed his finger and thrust his tongue into her. She cried out, her fingers digging into his bare shoulders as she bucked against his mouth and a wave of pleasure and relief washed over her as she came into his mouth.
But Damon was far from finished and was intent on keeping her riding the high of her climax. As the evidence of her orgasm greeted his probing tongue, he continued to tongue fuck her pussy, his fingers pinching and rolling her clit. She bucked and moaned against his mouth, lifting her head to watch him, his face buried between her legs.
It was good. Too good. Oh-my-God! Another rush of pleasure raced through her to explode between her legs, making her cry out. Her heart was beating so hard it felt like it was going to explode within her chest as she quickly lost all train of thought and gave in to the continuous flow of pleasure.
Just when she thought she couldn't handle one more second of the glorious sensations racing through her, Damon pulled back, stood up and finished stripping off his clothing. Grabbing her legs, he pulled her towards the edge of the bed until her bottom was hovering over the edge. Stepping up to her, he ran the head of his cock up and down the length of her, taunting her of things to come.
Katrina wiggled against him, attempting to impale herself on him.
"Damn Damon. Give it to me!" She cried out, arching her back and fisting the blanket under her.
Her request was granted as he slowly pushed into her. He took his time sinking into her wet and throbbing core. Propping her torso up with her elbows behind her again, she watched as his cock sank into her. God, it looked so good seeing him slide into her. She wasn't sure what she found more pleasurable, the feel of him stretching her cannel or watching him disappear within her.
They moaned in unison as Damon finished sinking into her, taking her to the hilt.
"Oh yes. So good," he gasped.
They began to move together, Katrina watching as his dick coated in her juices disappeared and reappeared from within her. With each inward stroke the tip of his cock stroked her inner wall, at just the right spot to make her buck and moan against him. She quickly began to ascend the summit once more.
"Come down here." She needed to feel his warm, hard body against her. She needed every part of him as close to her as humanly possible.
He grinned and lowered his torso to hers, crushing her breasts against his massive expanse of a chest.
"Better?"
"Much," she confirmed, slipping a hand behind his head and forcing his lips to hers. He felt good - sooo good - as their bodies gave and took pleasure from each other. Damon pulled his lips from hers and brushed his lips up and down the side of her neck. She arched her back and slid her hands to his back, her nails digging into the rigid muscle.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him tighter into her and working in time with him, their bodies working in perfect harmony. His balls slapped against her pussy as he began to work her pussy harder, faster. The sensations rushing through her became more intense, and she found herself moaning and crying out with more zeal as she reached the summit.
"I'm coming Damon!" She cried out as her body tensed under him and a gush of pleasurable relief washed over her as her pussy exploded around his shaft, begging him to ride the wave with her.
"Oh fuck Katrina," he groaned, not allowing her a moment to bask in her orgasm as he increased his pace, his dick punishing her throbbing pussy without mercy.
"Yes, yes. Oh fuck me! Yes!" she cried out as she was swept up a second time, her arms and legs tightening around him.
"I'm there. Fuck sweetie, I'm there with you." With a final forceful thrust that moved their bodies a couple inches up on the mattress his cock thickened and then exploded. The force of his cum as it burst from him sent her over the edge a final time and her moans mixed with his and they came down from their sexual high together.
They held each other for a moment, both of their bodies trembling with the aftershocks of their respective releases.
He pulled back and looked down at her, the emotion in his dark eyes so intense it brought tears to her glazed over blue eyes. "I love you, wife."
A wide smile broke out on her lips as she touched the side of his face. "I love too, sweet husband."
"Mmmm, I do love the sound of that coming from your lips."
"Me too." For the first time in her life she held safe, secure; as if everything was going to turn out alright. He was her home, her family.
Chapter 16
"Congratulations on the wedding, Damon." Dr. Van Buren inserted a needle into Damon's arm to freeze the area at his elbow and nodded towards Katrina. "And Katrina. You two look happy. That's good."
"Thank you, Doctor," Damon and Katrina spoke in unison. Damon glanced down at Katrina and smiled at her. She was sitting on the sofa next to him, in his home office in New York, with her hand in his. Damon could feel the stress and tension within her so gave her hand a soft reassuring squeeze. Feeling his hand tighten on hers caused her to glance up and he gave her a reassuring smile.
Gary gave Damon a stern look. "I haven't liked seeing you doing this on your own Damon. It's about time you settled down, it's long past due."