Chapter 10:
"This has been a hell of a night." He said as he poured them both a scotch.
"That's one way of putting it." She replied.
He handed her a glass and sat down beside her on the couch. She took one sip and chuckled.
"What?" He asked.
"This is the same scotch Rex or Joe- whatever he hell is name was...He offered me this exact scotch when I first went to see him."
Bruce didn't say anything. He just put his arm around her.
"I couldn't even take a sip back then." She said. "But now..." she titled her head back and downed it all. It was almost as easy as drinking water for her at that point. She set the empty glass down and shook her head. "God I became such a mess."
"You're not a mess." Bruce insisted.
"Bruce, look at me! Look at us! My father, the man who stole my kidney and murdered your parents is lying dead in the basement. And instead of grieving... I'm celebrating!"
Bruce lovingly caressed her. "Why didn't you tell me?"
She looked away. "It's not really an easy thing to bring up in a conversation. 'Hey babe. Welcome home. How was your day? I found out my piece of shit father killed your parents.'"
"Did you always know?"
"No. My mother told me back when she tried to blackmail me. I didn't want you to know, because I was worried it would tear us apart." She looked at him. "Was i right? Will this tear us apart?"
He looked deep into her eyes. "No chance in hell."
"Bruce. It's okay to be upset with me."
"You had nothing to do with my parents death. He hurt you just as bad as he hurt me. And I understand why you were scared to tell me. I'm not mad, because I'm happy with you... I'm not mad because I love you."
She blushed. "Well now you're just talking crazy."
"Maybe i am crazy."
"Good." She said as she placed her hands on his chest and forced him down on his back. "I like crazy." She kissed him and slowly unzipped the front of her suit. Bruce who was already out of his Batman gear took off his shirt.
She ran her hands along his torso but stopped when her finger tips reached the fresh scar she left him from Rio. She placed a kiss on and it.
"I guess I owe you for that one." She said with a flirtatious grin as she trailed her kisses from his abs down to his crotch. She undid his belt and removed his already rock hard member from his pants.
She smiled as she took his manhood in her hands and began to massage it. Then she pressed the tip to her lips. Giving him gentle kisses just to tease him. A slight quiver from his shaft made her smile. She loved to torment him. Another kiss just from the tip of her lips, until finally she opened them gladly, eager to accept his cock.
She slowly guided him into her mouth. He let out a groan as she did so. His taste exploded on her tongue. She started around the tip, giving his head plenty of attention where it's most sensitive. Then going down further on him.
Her mouth was so warm and inviting. He pulsed very gently in and out. She relaxed her throat to allow as much of his manhood in, wanting more. He grabbed a fist full of her hair and began to use her head as a marionette. She loved it when he got rough.
Refusing to gag, she took all of him into her throat, looking up into his eyes as he watched from above. His face was strained as he battled to not hurt her, giving her short intervals to breathe. She didn't want to breathe. She wanted him. All of him. And nearly cried out when he pulled away.
Immediately, she missed the weight of him on her tongue, but his cock was soon replaced with his lips. She continued to stoke him as they kissed.
"You drive me crazy," he whispered. "Come on up and for your turn."
She shook her head. "Not yet babe. I haven't fully apologized yet." She smiled and then took his member back into her mouth. She took every single inch of him. She gagged hard as she did so. The gagging sounds she made were music to his ears. He loved it when she acted like such a bad kitty.
The damn was building up and was about to burst open. She kept sucking, refusing to yield. Finally he grabbed her hard by the hair and pulled her up again.
"Oh no you don't." He said knowing she was trying to make him cum early.
It was one of the many games they played. 'Who can please the other one better?' He practically pried her out of her catsuit, laid down on his back, and forced her onto his face. Her favorite place to sit in the whole world.
She was so aroused that a small flick of his tongue nearly sent her over the edge. Sliding his hands under her ass, he gave her cheeks a hard squeeze, and lifted her. Their eyes met as he opened her with his thumbs and blew on her heated sex. Before she could even react, he dove deep, his tongue blazing a trail down her welcoming slit.
When she didn't think she could take it any longer, his tongue plunged inside her, his teeth scraping her outer lips. One finger, then two invaded her, making her groan. Pleasure exploded as his teeth grazed her clitoris, his tongue sinking deeper into her folds. She moaned and cried out his name, clutching the couch cushions, his hair, anything to ground her. He licked and sucked and bit, eating her alive.
He pumped his fingers, hard and deep, twisting them as he did. She was there, so close to the edge, every cell inside her contracted. He curled his fingers, and her eyes rolled back in her head.
"Feel good?" He asked, and she hoped he didn't expect an answer. He stroked her there again, and she shuddered. "Ready to come?"
"Yes. Please." The words came out in pants.
The flat of his tongue washed over her clit as his fingers began to move. She clutched at his hair, her nails digging into his scalp. He didn't stop, only increased the intensity. The pressure. Everything. Writhing, She was between wanting him to stop and wanting more when she exploded, screaming his name. "BRUCE!"
Trying to control her trembling body, she was vaguely aware of him moving away and redepositing himself and he was on top of her again. She was pinned, her stomach on the couch and his chest against her back. His hard cock nudging her entrance.
"Okay," She said catching her breath. "You won that round."
He grinned and kissed her neck. "Round 2... ready?"
"Fuck me!" She shivered in anticipation.
He speared into her with a powerful thrust. Piercing her with his full length. She let out a gasp and a grateful moan. Bruce started off slow with his thrust. But wasted little time to pick up the pace. Selina was enjoying it, but she wanted more.
"Harder Bat!" She cried. Him being a generous lover, gladly obliged.
She loved every second. She arched her back against the burn of being stretched but didn't close her eyes as her body absorbed him inch by inch.
His thrusts were hard and powerful as their bodies pounded together. He grabbed her by the hair and made a ponytail for him to pull as he continued to thrust. Then he gave her a firm slap on her ass. She was on fire, felt branded. Her fingers dug into the couch as she held on for dear life.
As he pounded into her, she was at his mercy. Bound by him. To him. He snapped his hips, withdrawing just enough that she felt the loss of him before filling her again in a soul shattering thrust.
She surrendered to all he was doing to her. Surrendered to everything she felt. Everything he was doing. Everything she was feeling. It was all so good. He fucked her mercilessly until she was crying with the intensity from being driven from one climax to another. It was insane. Wild. Primitive. She loved it.
The warmth of his sweat dripped down on her, and she pushed up onto her hands until her back was connected with his chest. His arms encircled her waist and breast. He held her still as he thrust up into her, massaging her insides with every inch of his cock.
"Selina." He moaned. She recognized that shaky moan. He was about to burst. His thrust were slowing down. So she ground her hips against him. She felt yet another climax coming as she did so. And when she came one last time on his member, he finally found his own long and lasting release inside of her.
The sex they had when she threw her mother out of her life was rough and tough but still had a tenderness about it. This was even more intense in all those categories.
She collapsed flat onto her stomach. He did so so too, on top of her. She loved the feeling of being pinned. They wanted this moment to last forever. But the sun was gonna be up soon and so were her new friends.
"I need to take my father back." She sighed.
He kissed her on the neck. "I know. But I don't want you to go."
"I need to get your friends to trust me somehow. Once I deliver you all those suckers on a silver platter, they'll have zero doubt I'm with you all the way."
"You know you don't have to do this, Cat."
She flipped over and grinned at him. "I'm not backing out now." She said caressing his cheek. He smiled back and they shared one last kiss.
She got dressed, went back down to the cave, unzipped the body bag, and took one last look at her fathers corpse.
"You ruined by life. You ruined his life. I don't know which one I hate you for more. But in a way I should grateful. Because he's the best thing that's ever happened to me. And I truly believe he feels the same about me. Know I'm gonna take you back to the Legion and take credit for something I sure wish I could have done. I guess you'll finally help me out with something." Selina had just one last thing to say to her father. "Goodbye for good... Asshole." She zipped the bag up and made the trip back to Lex's penthouse.