Katie took a small step back. “Then come get me.”
Katie may have been ready for an aggressive move, but she appeared a bit surprised by Carson’s rattlesnake-like strike. In a flash, one hand was on her ass and the other was behind her head, pulling her lips to his as he demonstrated his ownership of her mouth. He took back the yardage he had surrendered to her unexpected kissing assault, and now had her backed up against the wall. With the added advantage of being able to grip Katie’s long, flaming curls without any interference, he manipulated her as he saw fit, plunging his tongue into her mouth as he wished, enjoying the yelps of surprise and the moans of pleasure as they escaped from her throat. When he tilted her head far to one side and exposed her neck, he attacked the skin like a vampire, biting and sucking for all he was worth. He didn’t break the skin, but his efforts were formidable, and he knew there would be a significant mark there later. Carson didn’t care, and he was willing to bet Katie didn’t either, based on her unintelligible responses to his ministrations.
He took his hand from her hair and used it to grip her breast through her shirt. Despite the lust-fog that overwhelmed him, Carson knew he didn’t have a lot of time. Katie’s kidnappers could come around at any second for who-knew-what. But it felt so sublime to hold her body he couldn’t help but massage her taut, heavy tits through her clothes. Normally a patient lover – well, except for last weekend, but that was very different – he longed to spend hours sensually enjoying her breasts alone.
But he couldn’t – not now. He resolved to take the time to subject this part of her body to a more detailed examination in the future and, with one final, slightly-tortured look, he forced himself to abandon his caress of her breasts and begin working her belt buckle. The rewards there promised to be just as great, if not greater.
His hands worked frenetically, but apparently not fast enough for Katie. She broke their kiss and looked down, watching Carson’s fingers and emitting a barely-audible moan that sounded like wanton desire with a side of sexual frustration. She couldn’t stop bucking her hips into him, making Carson’s task that much more difficult.
His persistence paid off eventually, and he was able to yank her jeans down over her hips and thighs before they caught just above her knees. It wasn’t ideal, but he would make it work. He repeated the process with her panties.
They were as soaked as he was hard.
Carson had much less difficulty getting his own pants off, sending them flying across the room with a careless kick. He made several attempts to get into a functional position, but was stymied each time by the makers of the ankle cuffs, who seemed to have given nary a consideration that two people might want to have sex while using them. Backing off for one crucial second, he realized exactly what he had to do. Pushing her pants down as far as they would go, he spread his own legs wide, creating a moment of tenuous balance until he grasped her shoulders firmly. “Ready?!”
Not waiting for an answer, he rammed his hips forward, and timed it so well that his cock sliced through her outer lips and filled her completely in one massive thrust.
“Uhn!” Both yelled at the same second, one from being filled so quickly and completely, the other from having every nerve ending on his cock engulfed by soft, wet folds of such velvety skin. Two sets of eyes, wide from the sudden assault of sexual sensations, met briefly, but no words were exchanged. Carson could easily see Katie was not only liking this, she was reveling in it. He buried his face in the nape of her neck and started fucking her with powerful strokes as he drove his cock into her like a gleaming piston.
He moved his arms to hold her lower back, making sure not to drop her. He heard the seams of denim creaking and groaning under the pressure of their animalistic sex, but didn’t really care. He would not have been able to stop his hips nor move away from Katie if he’d been of a mind to do so or if the kidnappers busted through the door. The danger seemed to heighten his arousal. He couldn’t be sure, but something told him Katie felt exactly as he did, that sex in such a risky situation was pushing her over the edge as well. Maybe it’s the cuffs, he thought with a wry smile. If so, he’d be sure to pick some up for future use. The idea of tying Katie up in the future for just this purpose titillated him and turned him on more.
In the next second, his arousal tripled as Katie bared her own teeth and bit into the Carson’s shoulder – hard. He let out a cry combining the passion of a curse, the thrill of ecstasy, and the rush of pain. She didn’t let go either. Once she latched on, she sucked and licked vigorously until Carson wondered if she wished to strip the skin and muscle from his bones. If it feels like this, I don’t give a shit.
His pending orgasm built rapidly despite his efforts to the contrary. To cum so soon was to end the glorious sensation of closeness. He wanted it to last forever, to get
