Something Tangible

Empire What?

Steven kicked the bedroom door and strode in, carefully laying her on his bed. Katarina was still almost fully clothed, her skirt bunched up around her waist and blouse falling off her shoulder, a lacy white bra peeking out.

He took a moment to admire her, sprawled out for his viewing pleasure, before ripping off his dress shirt and blanketing her with his body. She tried not to gawk at the enormity of his erection. Smirking, he leaned in to give her a scorching, wet kiss before hovering over her, a devilish grin playing on his face.

Steven was going to savor her this time around.

He slowly unbuttoned the rest of her blouse, never once taking his eyes off hers. Mesmerized by his toned physique, Katarina ran her fingertips over the ridges of his chiseled abs, her feather-light touches making his muscles dance and other parts twitch.

Clever girl. He needed to regain the upper hand or this would be over way too fast.

Steven quickly divested Katarina of her skirt and shirt, trailing his tongue over every piece of newly exposed flesh before resting on his side next to her, propped up on one elbow. Clad in only a white bra, Katarina felt self-conscious under his heated gaze and tried to squeeze her thighs together to cover up the wetness seeping out of her, but he only wrenched them apart.

"Oh no my dear. I've been waiting to see all of you for far too long," he scolded her, making her impossibly wetter.

His fingers glided over her sternum before finally freeing each breast from the confines of her bra. About fucking time, they thought in unison.

Steven reverentially traced the supple curves, cupping one swollen mound while planting open-mouthed kisses on the creamy skin of the other. "Beautiful," he murmured in appreciation. He laved both nipples with his tongue before blowing his hot breath to watch the tiny pebbles pucker for him.

"Steven please," she implored him, weaving her fingers through his hair to bring his mouth closer.

His chest puffed with pride when he saw her body writhe uncontrollably and her eyes flutter closed.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Patience my dear," he reprimanded her, giving her a sharp whack on the ass before squeezing the warm imprint he'd left behind on her skin. Her eyes flew open and he was rewarded with a long, raspy moan that made him hard as granite.

Taking pity on her, Steven gave the now-painfully erect bud one last lick before finally taking it in his mouth and sucking hard, tweaking the other nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"Yessss. Fuck! More," Katarina pleaded, arching her back as he expertly suckled her.

When he bit down on the overly sensitized nipple, she yelped, bolting upright. "Shhh," he soothed, holding her down.

He continued his ministrations, worshipping each breast with his mouth as his hand skimmed down past her naval to palm her sodden sex. Swiping his tongue along her collarbone, he dipped one finger inside of her, reveling in the warmth that greeted him.

"You're so wet, so hot," he moaned, crawling back up to lick the shell of her ear as he inserted a second finger into her at an achingly slow pace.

Whimpering when he began pumping his fingers in and out, Katarina held onto Steven's bulging biceps and pushed back against his palm for more friction.

"Do you like that my beautiful girl? Do you want to fuck my hand?" he whispered, groaning when a flood of moisture saturated his hand. Oh fuck yes she does!