Chapter 149: Passionate Obsession [2] I lifted her hips again and thrust her down; this time, she clasped around me, smearing my cock with a hefty release. A low growl rumbled in my chest as I repeated my action until I was driving her up and down my cock, rapidly. I clenched my teeth as I drew my head back, the warmth twisting my brain, and I tried to concentrate, but I couldn’t. She felt so fucking good. Wrapped around my cock like a blaze and pushing my desires to the next level. I sink my fingers into her flesh, opening my eyes to watch her bounce, her hands holding mine for balance. I leveled my gaze to where we connected, and I almost lost a breath. Her red ass bouncing, the soaking mess all over my thighs, and as she shook in my grip, I knew she was close again. "Give me more, baby!" I hissed. She called my name, saying a word, but I couldn’t make it out between her snappily breathing. She cummed all over me, squeezing me tightly. God. "Mr. King?" Reed’s voice came through as well as his footsteps approaching from the hallway. I moved my eyes to the door, left slightly ajar; his shadow grew closer, and Catherine was anything but quiet. I recalled telling him to see me this morning. Bad timing. "He hears your beautiful moans. I’ll end him." I picked up pace, driving into her. Catherine tried to stay quiet, and I could tell she was giving it her all; her nails dug into my hand, breaking skin. Her rapid breathing was loud, followed by throaty moans. She tried to keep it under control, but I wasn’t giving her the chance to do that. I pushed to stand, still buried deep in her pussy. Her hands pressed into the ottoman, her toes rising to the tip as I lifted her lips on the ready. I redrew my cock only to thrust back in with force until she almost fell off if not for my grip. I was close, so I pounded into her pussy until she lost balance, but I picked her up, her back pressing against my sweaty chest as I painted her walls with my semen. Amidst calming my breath, I glanced back at the door and found Reed’s shadow gone. I pulled out of her and sat down on the couch, hauling her to saddle me. As I pushed her hair over her shoulders, dread was plastered on her face. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚 "I-I didn’t make a sound..." she murmured, breathing heavily. "Are you sure about that?" Her body taunted. "P-Please don’t..." she gulped as if she couldn’t finish the words. "Under one condition. Ride me." Catherine’s shaky eyes leveled to my cock, already hard again. I couldn’t resist the hunger in her eyes, but behind it, I could tell she was shaken, probably because of my threat. I wonder what went through her mind. I’m on the verge of exploding, seeing the fright and lust in a replay. She used my shoulder as support and lowered herself down to me, hissing. Everything was hot: my mind, where we were connected, and my skin. The few seconds I had been inside her didn’t seem like enough, but I wanted to give her a chance to earn that reward. I pinned my nails into her hips, keeping her still so that she wouldn’t move. My jaw clenched when she clasped around me, making it feel like my cock was about to come off. "Kiss me." Catherine opened her eyes as she inclined to me until our noses touched. She took my mouth, and I let her, relaxing as her lips roamed mine in hunger. It was minutes of kissing until my hand slipped to her hair to grip, taking her lips away so that we could breathe. "Ride me, babydoll." The name I used seemed to have affected her, but she doesn’t question it. Catherine took off her cami, and my eyes descended to her gorgeous tits. They were divine, round and full, begging me to suck on them. She began rolling her hips, and a shiver shot down the back of my neck. She was steady and controlled, holding my gaze, going at her own pace. I’m not a fan of slowness, but I was patient, allowing her to build her desired rhythm. She rasped, mouth coming apart as her pace picked up gradually until she was bouncing against my cock, her tits in a delectable stir, and I couldn’t resist anymore as I lashed on them like I was starved. Catherine moaned shakily, rolling her hips in a way I couldn’t hold on for long. She wrapped her arms around me tight as we both came undone by the breaking pleasure, and I helped myself to her nipples, feasting on them until they were red. Catherine slumped against me, exhausted, trying to catch her breath. I rose from the couch with her legs around my waist. I kicked off my pants as I walked to the table, placing her on top. "H-Honey, I can’t—" She couldn’t finish as I drove my waist forward, burying deep. Her mouth opened widely, overly sensitive and yet to come down from the earlier bliss, all in a mix with my renewed thrust. "OH!" she gasped, cumming again, and I pinned her waist down as the effect caused her to rise. She wailed helplessly as this time she trembled against me. I pushed into her further until the table creaked back and forth. We went on for solid minutes, her eyes rolling at the back of her head as a hurricane of release struck through her in a way her body couldn’t contain. I was just in the same state, and staying on my feet felt like a difficult task, but her tight hole was making me lose my mind, the sound of her drunken moans, her body glued to mine, her nails clawing my back. And when she calls my name through that silky voice of hers, I’m insatiable.