The very idea that I might be required to put in overtime in order to catch up on what I had missed was a distinctly more delightful notion then I truly believe Kat anticipated- her words bringing a chuckle to my lips all the same as her fingers traces upon them and only seems to set the rest of my body aflame. It had been months, months since I had enjoyed this sort of exercise, every inch of my form perhaps a little more exited then it should be and yet I'm hardly a saint now am I? I want her, hell, in that moment I damn well craved her in every sense of the word. Guiding that t-shirt from her frame was very near second nature, I'd had her body more times than I could count, I knew it nearly as well as she surely did and yet each and every time it seemed so entirely new. Her figure alone was exceptional. Maybe I did tease her about the jogging and her obsessive need to go running about in circles and yet to say I didn't enjoy the result would be a lie entirely. Her skin was entirely as smooth and soft as I remembered it, even the scent of her was exquisite let alone the taste! My fingers roamed down her spine, holding her against me, allowing my lips to caress those perfectly exposed breasts and tease those sensitive peaks into arousal. The moan that left her lips was a distinctly pleasing sound. No part of me truly ashamed to admit that even that sound alone seem to rouse my body until every part of me was distinctly focused upon Kat alone. Where she had been and what she had been doing were rather suddenly unimportant.

I moved to press her back and onto the bed, entirely content to steal back that control she so seemed to relish, my words entirely designed to bait her in that moment as I kept her so pinned beneath her- only further subjecting her to that touch I was so determined to lavish upon her. You would think, I suppose, after all the times we've been together I'd come to expect something from the woman, to know she was hardly going to let me win so easily in this and yet the sudden movement of her legs caught me entirely by surprise- pushing myself away from her. The look of surprise on my features was entirely clear, blue gold gaze resting upon her before my lip quirked slightly upward. Well- if she wanted to play. Any idea I'd had of moving towards her was ended the moment her hands went to her jeans, my own form halted upon the bed, gaze so instantly drawn to her ass as it turned towards me. My hands, I think, gripped the bed sheets far tighter then I ever had before- it was all I could do to stop myself reaching towards her as she worked those jeans from her hips, sliding them in a manner distinctly sexy down her limbs and affording my gaze the sort of view that reminded me of exactly how tight my own jeans had become.

"God I want you."

It was very near a whisper from my own lips, my breathing having shifted to something thicker, heavier at even the sight of her within that thong. The building itself could have been on fire and I damn well wouldn't have noticed, my gaze roving over every inch of her exquisite form with an utter want that was becoming almost painful with the aching it so seemed to coax to life lower down on my own form. She lifted one leg at a time, sliding out of her jeans, the action offering me the barest glimpse of what so existed at the apex of her thighs. A groan I could hardly contain fell from my own lips as I continued to kneel on the bed, one hand running through my own hair in an almost glorious sort of frustration at the very sight of her teasing. It was all I could do to contain myself- though if she continued in this fashion this night would be over far, far sooner than I anticipated. Her fingers lingered on that single string that so held that tiny piece of clothing in place, the raise of her eye hardly missed. This unspoken question though, was a little more than I could bear. I rolled easily from the bed and onto my own feet, little more than a stride bringing me against her- arms encircling her from behind, pulling her gently against me, her back so smooth against my chest. Entirely assured she could feel just how much I desired her in that moment.

"I think you should let me."

My lips found her neck readily, working a pattern upon that skin as my hands ran the length of her figure, fingers so catching that delicate string, slipping beneath it- tugging swiftly to undo it before gently letting it simply fall away. This time I had little intention of letting her sneak away, hands resting upon her hips as I continued to press her back against me. This time I made no attempt to turn her around to face me either, letting one hand dip ever so slightly to that place between her thighs if only to assure she was entirely ready for what I had in mind. My lips continued to brush along her neck and down onto her shoulder, my free hand moving to hook within the waistband of my boxers shorts, pushing them easily down before stepping out of them and casting them aside with truly little thought. My mind, here and now- had a singular goal. It was easy then, to step back that bare step or so towards the bed, seating myself upon the edge before easing Kat down and onto my lap- quite content to enter her this way. It's a position I never have tried with her before and yet one I saw no need not to engage in now, my breath entirely warm against her neck, hips rolling slightly forward in the same moment to so allow her to get used to this sensation.

"I think I'm winning again."



k o h l
so you want to play with magic?