she pulled off of him completely and pushed the top of her head into his hand, before moving back down. Her eyes were wide as she continued to look up at him, and then she engulfed him again in a soft sucking sensation. He let his fingers slide through her silky hair, eyes riveted first to the way she arched her spine in a position that put her surprisingly shapely arse in the air. His mistake was to let his gaze wander to her face and in that instant he was lost, the sight of her plump glossy lips wrapped around him with her eyes closed and a blissful expression on her face made him cry out.
That was when he felt it building up from his thighs and up his spine, his impending orgasm heading over him like a wave. Valto felt his fingers tighten in her hair, his breathing becoming laboured, and every muscle in his body tightening with each stroke of her mouth.
“I'm ...” He couldn't even finish his sentence, and instead he started to pull desperately at her hair even as his own head started to fall back on a groan.
Either she didn't understand what he was trying to tell her or she simply didn't care, because her mouth started to move even faster on him. His hips started to rock in counterpoint to her, sweat breaking out on his skin, and he was wound up so tightly that he thought he would stop breathing. Suddenly with one last swipe of her tongue his climax crashed over him, and through the fog he felt her hands clutch his hips as he all but started to thrash beneath her and he knew that he was being anything but quiet.
Embarrassingly he must have passed out at some point because when he blinked his eyes open Cat was lounging on her side next to him. Her hair smelt like lavender as it fell around him to pool on his chest, and she was smiling gently down at him.
“Hey.” She gently stroked his brow, and for a moment he almost forgot that her love for him was hidden beneath a layer of bitterness. “Are you alright?”
He opened his mouth to answer but his breathing was so heavy that he found he couldn't talk, so instead he reached up and pulled her down into a crushing kiss. He could taste himself on her tongue and found himself dragging her against him desperate to give her at least some of the pleasure that she had given him.
“It's alright,” she said against his lips. “That was incredible to watch.”
Incredible wasn't exactly how Valto would describe it; he had probably been a babbling sweaty mess completely at her control. Hardly the epitome of masculinity that Johann, or Niko, or Hans were.
“You don't want …?”
She laughed gently. “You have no idea how much.” Taking his hand and guiding it between their bodies, and then pressing it against the front of those lacy black panties. She was so tiny in comparison to him that his huge fingers delved between her slender thighs almost to her arse. Damp wasn't even the word for what she was, soaking wet was more like it and on an act of instinct he curled his fingers into her heat. Immediately she let out a keening noise and arched her back, fingers clawing against his bare chest. “Fuck, Valto.” Removing his hand he watched as her head fell forwards, her breath coming in soft pants against his sweat slicked skin.
“What can I do for you?” He craned his neck so that he could whisper the words in the vulnerable flesh of her throat. “Cat tell me.”
She took several deep breaths before rolling over him so that she was beside him on the mattress, for a long moment they simply looked at each other before Valto reached over tentatively to brush aside a curl of hair that had fallen across her eyes. “I would love to have your mouth.” Cat also reached up to trace his lips with her fingers, and he couldn’t help but kiss them in response. “But I don’t have the patience right now to teach you what to do with it.” Something in Valto jumped at the idea of being taught how to pleasure a woman, this woman in particular. “I think I shall make do