Kissing her was a torture by itself... but he wouldn't want it any other way. Her mouth was so accepting of his invasion... she tasted like orange and coffee. He couldn't get enough of it... but he wanted more!
His jacket, her shirt, his shirt... Buttons were lost in the battle for speed, for getting closer, for touching more of each other...
She wore a sporty bra... Vincent smiled... It fits. His Catherine would wear something practical. Yet she managed to look so breathtakingly hot he was lost for air for few brief moments...
She too stepped away to look. Her gaze was adoring... and appreciative. The man in front of her was a work of a seductive art... and he belonged to her. And this mere thought was charging her body with expectations and fantasies...
They both breathed heavily and the distance between them was filled with tangible tension and heat. Catherine stretched out her hand carefully and Vincent's hand met her halfway. She touched his palm with her fingertips, drew a path around his wrist and to his upper arm pressing against his firm muscles, savoring a feeling of lightly dump skin underneath her touch...
He'd shut his eyes waiting for the end to this excruciating examination. Vincent wasn't sure how to proceed from there... it was too long for him since the last time he... and it was Catherine... He had no right to hurry things up for her. So he'd decided to give her the lead... at least for as long as he could stand this madness that was taking over his body and his self-control.
Her fingers kept tracing his body features, adding her lips as examination tool. Catherine kissed his collarbone occasionally letting their upper bodies to get pressed against each other... that made him to exhale abruptly with a grunting noise.
- Are you in pain? - she enquired immediately. Catherine pressed her palm to his cheek prompting him to open his eyes and look at her.
Vincent did open his eyes - only to get lost in hers. Melted chocolate and honey. She had the most beautiful and enchanting eyes in the world, the best maze to get lost in!
- Yes, Catherine, I am. I'm not sure how much longer I can stand... vertically. My knees are about to give away...
- Oh... - she drew lines with her fingernails across his chest completely aware of how aroused that action made him... but her face kept this innocent expression that was driving him even crazier.
- No, Vincent, you stand a bit longer, I'm not done yet. There's so much of you to explore...
And that was about it for his patience. He grabbed Catherine to press her against him... inhaling her scent, biting her neck and sucking on a bite to cover teeth marks... he was coming undone too quick to wait any longer.
Last attempt on being a gentleman:
- Is it OK if we will get back to the exploration a bit later? When I'm sane?
Catherine tagged his hair to bring his lips to the nape of her neck when blood was streaming fast underneath her skin... spreading intoxication through all of her body. Her voice was ragged... but victorious:
- You owe me one hell of an exploration!
Belt... zipper... her hands on the rim of his boxers...
Oh... my... God! Ah... damn... Catherine... what do you... Breathe, Keller, breathe slower... But how? Ahh... Ahh... Ahh...
Don't you... oh... yes, please, do... yes... do...
Oh, Catherine... dammit... no... ahh... yes...
- No! Stop! Now!
- What? Did I hurt you?
- No. But you about to.
- But...
- Shut up! My turn!
Belt... zipper... underwear...
So soft... so feminine... wet... salty. Arching, moaning... Trying to steady herself... not being able too... Digging her nails through his hair... biting her lip... screaming his name... falling apart...
- Vincent... please... you...
- Love you...
Deeper... tighter... hotter... Being soaked in...
Pulse gives a rhythm... Can't follow it... Need faster... more erratic...
Her legs pressing him closer... she exhales with a moan every time he thrusts in... tiny drops of moisture form on her forehead... salty.
Her gaze is unfocused... but her hands never lose her hold of his body... her lips has found their way to his nipples... she bites and licks and... she's killing him.
There's so much power in him... it makes it so much harder... because it feels so much... more...
And it's Catherine... getting tighter... contracting... gasping for air... a lightning running through her spine... igniting him...
And a storm came! Every muscle is frozen yet it's a fire running in their veins... pumping through their hearts... bringing in more fire... The moment when time seize to exist... a moment of forever.
Numbing darkness... oblivion...
I'm not done yet...