Blood flowed between Alex and Kitty as she walked beside him, side by side, his hand firmly wrapped around hers. His hand was warm and slightly rough, his fingers firmly fitted as they wrapped around her own. The contact stimulated her, a shiver running the length of her spine, tension wound at the base of her belly.
As Alex brutally slammed her into the wall, Kitty had her breath caught in her throat. She felt the hard wall of muscle that was his chest pressing against the soft curves of hers, his hips pushed deep between her thighs. He enfolded himself around her body heat, and she was stunned.
His lips wandered to her neck, following a trail of fire on the sensitive skin. Kitty's head lightly knocked against the wall. Her moaning sigh with each suck and bite on the sore area left her breathless. She found her fingers in his black hair, pulling him closer, softly begging for more.
Alex moved, his mouth slamming into hers with bruising intensity. His tongue thrust between her lips and danced hers in a mad spin. Kitty could feel the coffee on his lips, a whisper of mint. It was strong.
Her palms followed the breadth of his shoulders, down the curve of muscle beneath his coat jacket. She ached to touch him anywhere, to follow his contours with her fingers so she couldn't ever forget. There was no time for that now, however - not when the meeting was only a matter of hours away.
Alex's fingers crept under her dress, fingernails clawing up past the smooth thighs. Kitty's shuddering thighs under his hand couldn't help but quiver on down as she couldn't release a scream from her throat because his fingers traced the lace of her panties. She was burning so bad for him that this dampness seeped through the narrow material.
"Alex," she gasped into his lips, hips avidly rubbing his hand. "Please."
He growled in her, his hand slipping into the waistband of her panties to stroke up and down her folds of damp flesh. Kitty's body stiffened beneath his touch, her strangled gasp bursting from her throat as he teased around her clit with his thumb.
When she was poised on the brink of falling off, Alex let her go, and she was left alone and in pain. Kitty snarled in fury, untamed and uncontrolled eyes meeting his. "No, please. I need you."
Alex halted her with a lip, giving her a fierce, blistering kiss on the mouth. "Not here, love. I want to savor this with you."
He helped her back into her gown and her hair, stealing a last brief kiss before he departed. The day passed in a blur of stolen looks and sex-smelling touches, details of their scandal running constantly over Kitty's mind.
And then the day was done and they were alone by Alex's office. The day when the door shut on them, they were at each other like famished animals. Clothes were scattered all about as they staggered towards the couch, a clump of clinging hands and slapping lips.
Kitty sank back onto the soft pillows, her breasts rising and falling as Alex lay between them. She could feel the warmth of his body beneath the smooth dress shirt fabric, the scratch of his belt buckle against her stomach. His eyes moved over her flesh like a touch, and she shivered.
"Alex," she panted, her voice trembling with desire. "I want you inside me. Please."
He swore at what she was insisting on, his shaking hand reaching for his buckle. The rip of the leather trying to force its way through the loops was music to Kitty's ears, her body flying off the couch in expectation.
Alex shoved his boxer briefs and pants out of the way with one smooth motion, his beautiful thickness radiating. Kitty licked her lips at the sight of him, so wide and hard and handsome. He stroked himself once, twice, before he aligned himself at her opening.
He drove one forceful thrust into her, planting himself to the root in her warmth, tightness. Kitty cried out at the searing penetration, her claws sunk into his shoulders as he spread her wide like a queen. He was enormous, deep. She felt him deep inside of her throat.
"Fuck, baby," Alex snarled, his face twisting in ecstasy. "You're so fucking tight. So perfect."
He let her fall back behind him, then walked, his hips thrusting into hers in short tempo. Kitty accepted each stroke with abandon, her legs bringing him closer as they encircled his waist. Body upon body crashing resonated through the office, interrupted only by their grunting and gasping moans.
Alex settled his hips just so, hitting that magic spot in Kitty so that she's stars before her eyes. She creamed out a scream, her inner walls clamping tight around him like a vice. He let out a growl of a roar, emptying himself inside her for all he was worth.
They both collapse, a messy pile of sweat-skinned limbs and hot flesh, their chests pummeling and dropping in desperate attempts to breathe. Alex's mouth roams across her sweaty forehead, fingers drawing randoser lines on the greasy skin.
"Woah," she panted, her face twisting into a happy grin. "That was intense."
Alex smiled, his head dropping into the dip of her neck. "Mmhm. Something I could easily get used to."
They stayed there for a little longer, radiating in their making love. Alex knew that whatever the future held, he and Kitty would always have this - their passion, their love, their unbeatable bond.