Patient readers: Thank you once again for your kind emails and encouragement. Here, finally, is the last chapter of the Kate Shaw series. I hope you like it.
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Her body moved underneath me, hands tangled in my hair as I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue. I could hear her moaning, feel her hips thrusting up to me, could hear her begging me for more, but I kept pulling my head back so the tip of my tongue was barely touching her clit, flicking her lightly. Her back arched and her hands tightened in my hair, but I didn't stop teasing her. I had her pussy lips spread open wide with one hand, giving me complete access to her, and it was driving her crazy.
"Ohhhh my GOD, Kate..." she moaned loudly, her breath coming in harsh gasps as she worked to move her hips up to me, "Katie please, please, please," she begged.
I slid my tongue more firmly onto her clit, covering her from bottom to top with the strong flat of my tongue, and at the same time slid two fingers inside her warm wetness. The reaction of her body was incredible, and I could feel my own wetness along the insides of my legs as she cried aloud with pleasure. I moaned deep in my throat as I tasted her and slid my fingers in and out of her, my tongue now rapidly lapping at her hard wet clit. Her strong legs tightened against my shoulders as she began thrusting her hips up and down in rhythm with my fingers inside her, and my chin was soon covered in wetness from her warm pussy.
I ate her with a fierceness that took me by surprise, my fingers sliding in deeper and deeper as I placed my mouth over her clit and devoured her. I wanted all of her, couldn't get enough of her, wanted to climb inside her and fuck her all night. She cried my name out loud as she came, her pussy sealed against my mouth as I sucked on her until she had to push me away. I laid my head on her leg and gently trailed my hand up and down the inside of her other leg as she gasped for breath, her arms and legs limp with exhaustion.
"Are you okay?" I asked, turning and lightly kissing the inside of her knee.
She shivered and jumped at the feel of my lips on her, then mumbled something inaudible.
"What?" I asked, laughing at her.
"I said, come up here, damn it," she replied, flopping one hand up and then back down again.
I grinned, sliding up next to her and putting my arm over her, resting my hand between her breasts. I could feel her heart racing, could see her pulse beating in the vein at the side of her neck. I kissed her shoulder and snuggled up next to her, reaching up to brush a lock of hair off her forehead.
"You're all sweaty, love," I said, lifting my head and kissing her temple.
"Mmmm," she mumbled, sighing deeply. "Well, you gave me quite a workout, what do you expect?"
I snuggled in closer, my hand sliding down her taut stomach and back up, raising goose bumps on her flesh. I noticed that her nipples were erect again, and I moved my hand to her right breast, lightly stroking, then gently rolling her nipple between my fingers.
"Kate, Jesus," she breathed, taking a hand and placing it over mine.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" she asked. "What you have ALWAYS done to me?"
I slid further down and began kissing the side of her breast, moving so her arm was around me and on my back. Her other hand was pressing my hand into her breast, the nipple right in the center of my palm, and I could feel the hand on my back tighten as I took her other nipple into my mouth.
"Ohhh god," she moaned, arching her back and pressing her nipple into my mouth. "God, Kate, sweet Katie...yes...yes, keep doing that, baby,"
My heart was pounding, and her nails were digging into my back. Her erect nipple was between my teeth and I flicked it with my tongue, then sucked on her as hard as I could while rolling her other nipple around in my fingers.
"Oh my god, you feel so good, baby," I said, sitting up a little to shift position. "I love doing this to you." I moved so I was lying alongside her, then bent down and took her nipple in my mouth again, sliding my free hand down between her legs at the same time. I gasped when I felt how incredibly wet she was, and she moaned loudly and spread her legs open wider so I could reach her easier.
I stretched a leg over her and pulled her leg between mine, nearly crying out at the feel of my own wet, slick pussy against her leg. I tightened up and could feel my clit begin to rub against her, and I began to move my hips back and forth in rhythm with my stroking her clit. She was moaning even louder now, holding my head tightly to her breast and moving her hips in time with me. The rhythm of our lovemaking was incredible to me, how we always seemed to be in sync. It was something I had forgotten during our time apart from each other, and it was wonderful to rediscover.
"Tell me what you want," I whispered, lifting my mouth off of her breast and looking up at her.
"Go slow," she said, her voice low and husky. "Slow down and play with me, honey."
I grinned and lowered my mouth to her nipple again, my fingers on her clit stroking more slowly as I lovingly explored every fold and ridge of her. I tightened and loosened my own legs, squeezing my clit against her leg as I stroked her.
"My god, honey, I can feel how wet you are," she gasped, her hand reaching over to my head and tangling in my hair.
"Mmmm," I hummed into her breast, my tongue flicking lightly over her nipple. Her fingers moved restlessly against me, in my hair and on my back, as her pleasure mounted.
"Do you want to come like this, baby?" I asked, lifting my head again.
"No," she said, looking into my eyes.
I grinned. "What do you want? Tell me what you want me to do to you."
She looked away, then back at me with a force that nearly knocked me over.
"I want you to fuck me, Katie," she said, her eyes blazing into mine.
"Oh GOD," I groaned, then rolled over on top of her and laid down on her full-length. I ground myself into her, feeling her hands dig into my back and her hips rise up to meet me. We kissed fiercely, both of us making noises in our throats, bodies working together as our passion rose.
"Are you sure? Are you ready for this?" I asked, stopping to catch my breath and looking down at her.
"I want this, baby. Please...please fuck me," she whispered.
I lifted myself off of her and slid off the bed, then took the strap-on from the table by the bed and put it on. I looked into her eyes as I sat next to her, and she took the cock in her hand and stroked it lightly. I watched her, thinking that if I had been a man, her touch probably would have set me off pretty quickly. As it was, I was about to come unglued at the thought of sliding it inside her for the first time.
I leaned down to kiss her and started to kneel between her legs, but she stopped me. I looked at her questioningly.
"What's wrong, baby?" I asked.
She said nothing, but sat up, then turned over so she was on her hands and knees, her butt in the air in front of me, her pussy glistening in the candlelight.
"Baby?" I said, hardly able to breathe.
She looked back over her shoulder and smiled, the most loving, trusting smile I have ever seen.
"Take me this way," she said softly, then put her head back down on the pillow. I looked down at her, so open and vulnerable to me, and I felt a rush of love come over me so hard that I felt faint for a moment. I wondered how I could ever have felt doubt about my love for this woman.
Moving in behind her, I slowly guided the tip of the cock into her waiting pussy. She gasped as I entered her, and once I was inside her, I put my hands on her hips and slowly, gently, went deeper inside her. She moaned and pushed back against me, and I lost every last ounce of self-control.
"Oh, honey," I moaned, thrusting faster and harder, her gasps and cries lighting a fire inside me. I wrapped one arm around her waist and bent over her, pulling her into me as my hips moved back and forth. I felt something on my arm, then moaned when I realized she had reached back and was touching herself.
"Oh my god," I said breathlessly. I covered her hand with mine, feeling her fingers move on her own clit, then pushed her hand aside and spread her lips open, stroking her clit with my middle finger as I continued to thrust in and out of her. I could see the sweat glistening on her back, could feel the tautness of her body as I held her and stroked her. She was moaning more loudly now, and she placed her hand over mine and forced my finger harder onto her clit.
"Fuck me, Kate," she gasped, her breath ragged and uneven. "Come on, baby, fuck me hard."
The sound of her voice and the words she said went through me like a bolt of lightning, and I felt like a wild animal as I pounded into her. She came suddenly, with a loud cry that sounded almost primitive in its emotion. Gasping, I leaned forward and rested my head on her back, not willing to slide out of her yet. My arms were around her, and I could feel the muscles in her stomach move as she breathed. Afraid of hurting her, I sat up and slowly pulled out of her, then gently moved her onto her side. She laid there, eyes closed, still panting.
"Are you okay, baby?" I asked, leaning over her.
She opened one eye and smiled at me, then closed her eye and let out a huge sigh.
"Kate, I have missed you so much," she said.
I lay down next to her, propped up on my elbow. I gently brushed strands of hair off of her forehead and kissed her, then said, "I've missed you, too, Jordan. That fucking month felt like a YEAR, away from you."
She smiled again and reached out for me. I slid out of the leather harness and dropped the strap-on to the floor next to the bed, then snuggled up next to her and put my arms around her. Within a few minutes, Jordan was sleeping deeply. Shortly after that, I joined her.
The next day, we both slept in. I was exhausted from the tour, and she had been working feverishly on her project with Marta, wanting to have it completed by the time I returned. As promised, she had a vacation planned for us, but hadn't yet had a chance to tell me where we were going. Not surprising, considering that I had attacked her the moment I walked through the front door.
I stretched languidly, reveling in the luxury of being in my own bed with Jordan after a month of sleeping alone, in hotel rooms. Feeling me begin to stir, Jordan turned to face me, her feline grin making the corners of her mouth curve up.
"Hello," she said, her voice rough and husky with sleep. Her hair was tousled, her eyes startlingly green against the white of the sheets.
