She wore a little black negligee that left little to the imagination. Her wrists were bound above her head, attached to the headboard of Bruce's king-sized bed. Her eyes, filled with a mix of excitement and anticipation, met his as he approached, his movements deliberate and calculated. Selina Kyle. The Catwoman.

Bruce traced his fingers along her thighs, his touch light and teasing. He could feel her tense under his touch, her breath hitching as he moved higher. Suddenly, His palm slapped her thigh, the sound echoing in the quiet room, her skin reddening under his touch. She let out a gasp, her eyes never leaving his. He smirked. Then he smacked the other thigh just hard.

Bruce rolled her onto her side, his hand tracing the curve of her ass. He spanked hard harf. She let out a moan, her body arching towards him. He continued, his slaps alternating between soft and hard, each one eliciting a different reaction from her. Her soft mewls and sharp yelps were delicious

Bruce pushed her onto her back again, his fingers tracing the hem of her negligee. He slowly lifted it, revealing her lacy underwear. He traced his fingers along the lace, teasing her. She squirmed under his touch, her breath coming out in short gasps. He slipped his fingers under the lace, his fingers finding her wet and ready.

He slowly fingered her, his movements slow and deliberate. He watched as she writhed under his touch, her moans filling the room. "Good kitten." He could feel her getting closer to the edge, her body tensing under his touch. He stopped, leaving her on the brink of orgasm. She let out a frustrated moan, her eyes pleading with him to continue. "Bruce," she whined desperately.

Bruce moved up, his hands tracing her shoulders. He slowly stroked them, his touch soothing and calming. He moved his hands down, cupping her breasts. He pinched her nipples, the sensation sending a jolt through her. She let out a moan, her body arching towards him.

He moved his hands back up, his fingers tracing her neck. He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "Spread your legs," he whispered, his voice husky and low. She complied, her legs spreading wider, giving him full access to her.

Bruce positioned himself between her legs, his dick hard and ready. He slowly entered her, his movements slow and deliberate. She let out a moan, her body arching towards him. He started moving, his thrusts slow and steady. He could feel her clenching around him, her moans filling the room.

He increased his pace, his thrusts becoming rougher. He could feel her getting closer to the edge, her body tensing under his touch. He continued, his thrusts becoming rougher and faster. She let out a scream, her orgasm washing over her. He continued, his thrusts not slowing down. She came again, her orgasm even more intense than the last.

Bruce continued, his thrusts becoming even rougher. He could feel himself getting closer to the edge. He thrust one last time, his orgasm washing over him. He collapsed on top of her, their breaths mingling in the quiet room.

They lay there for a moment, their bodies slick with sweat. Bruce slowly untied her wrists, his touch gentle and soothing. She let out a sigh, her body relaxing under his touch. He pulled her into his arms, their bodies entwined in the aftermath of their passion.

"Bat," Selina murmured, her voice low and husky.

"Cat," he kissed her forehead, his arms tightening around her.