Chapter 3
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Catalina's Pov.
His lips met mine immediately we entered his suit, the door slamming shut behind us. I barely registered what it looked like, all I could focus on was him.
He pushed my back against the door in a fast motion, locking it with one hand while the other hand gripped my waist, pulling me closer to him as he kissed me.
His mouth was hot and urgent, tasting every corner of my mouth like he had been starved of it.
A moan escaped my lips as I felt his tongue brush through mine. My fingers went into his hair, pushing his head into mine.
I moved my hands to his neck before moving them to his chest. He was hard underneath his clothes and the desire to feel his chest under my palm consumed me.
I started taking off his jacket and he pulled his hand away from it, tossing it somewhere in the room.
One of his hands slid into my hair, gripping it gently but firmly, angling my face to meet his every movement. The other gripped my neck, rubbing my skin softly.
My hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, desperate to feel his skin beneath my fingertips. He groaned low in his throat when my palm met the heat of his chest, muscles twitching under my touch.
His lips left mine as his kisses moved down my jaw to my neck, igniting sparks across my skin. I tilted my head to the side to give him more access, my eyes fluttered shut, and I surrendered to the moment.
To the thrill. To the fire roaring through my veins.
My knees threatened to give out from under the intensity of it all, and I leaned towards him.
He pulled back slightly, our harsh breaths mingling in the space between us. His eyes were dark, filled with something raw, desire, hunger.
"You sure about this?" he asked, his voice rough as he struggled to get the voice out. His fingers tightened slightly on my waist as he held my body firmly against his.
"Yes," I whispered hurriedly, wanting to feel his lips and hands over me again.
I clutched the back of his neck, bringing his mouth back to mine, more desperate now, like I needed to kiss him hard enough to survive.
He groaned low in his throat before lifting me to his waist and walking us backward toward the bed without his lips leaving mine.
My back met the soft bed as he placed me on the bed gently. He kneels before me before removing the shirt and unbuckling his trousers.
I reached for the rope which held my gown in place, and he helped me lose it from behind. He raised the dress over my head and tossed it on the floor.
I was left with nothing but my panties as I didn't wear a bra.
His eyes looked over my form with desire before bending to take my breast in his mouth and hand.
My head was thrown back as a surge of pleasure hit me. He kept on sucking my breast while he fondled the other. He gave both breasts attention, making me a moaning mess beneath him.
He stood up from the bed and removed his trousers, making me see his c*ck which was hard, veiny with a pink cap.
I gulped down the saliva forming in my mouth as I stared at it. I have never seen someone as huge as that.
“Are you on birth control?” he asked, joining me on the bed. I nodded, my eyes still on his c*ck.
“Good because I am going to take you raw,”
He hooked his hands at the band of my panties before ripping them apart. A gasp left my mouth.
That was one of my favorite sets.
His mouth went back down to my neck, teeth grazing sensitive skin, drawing shivers from my body.
His fingers followed the curve of my waist and the swell of my hips, memorizing me. I arched into him, gasping as his fingers trailed from my inner thigh to my vulvar.
His hands teased me, and then I felt a finger filling me up as it filled me. I moaned out loud as he explored every inch like he had all the time in the world.
I wanted to speak to him. To tell him I have never been touched in this kind of way. But the words dissolved the moment his lips found the curve of my breast. All that left me was a shaky, breathless, "Please."
He looked up at me, holding my gaze as he obeyed.
He finally entered me, making my breath leave my lungs. I clung to him, nails digging into his back as he moved within me, slow, deep, and deliberate.
Each thrust shattered something in me and rebuilt it all over again.
My voice was hoarse, needy, and utterly unrecognizable. I was lost in him— in the feel of him, in the weight of his body over mine, in the way his mouth whispered sweet nothing into my ears.
He wasn't gentle. We weren’t careful.
He kissed me through it all, again and again, until tears slipped free from my eyes— not from sadness, but from the overwhelming way he made me feel.
I could feel my toes curl as I felt him hit a perfect spot in me. This will take all night. That was the last thing I thought of before losing myself into the passion of his doings.
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My alarm broke through my sleep and I groaned in annoyance. I barely slept through the night. Why the hell is it disturbing me?
I sat up on the bed and wanted to take my phone and switch it off when I felt a big hand on my waist.
I looked down and saw a man's back with his face turned to the other side. Memories of last night came to me.
“Sh*t,” I cussed as I gently removed his hands from my waist and stood up from the bed.
My clothes were neatly folded on the chair and my bag and shoe were beside it.
He must have helped with it. I quickly put it on over my head. I looked for my ripped panties but didn't find it
I combed my hand through my hair to make it better than s*x hair and wore my shoes.
I saw a book and pen and quickly inscribed on it, thanking him for a good time. I tore it out and placed it on the nightstand beside him.
I opened my bag and took out the key to the car I wanted to give Tyler. I didn't need it anyway. I placed it on the note.
It was just a one-night thing to make me forget everything, and he should be compensated for it.
I left the room and took a cab back to my apartment.
I knew for a fact I wasn't going to forget that night anytime soon.
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