Page 135 of Titus

I continued to massage myself against her explosive spot, helping to build, continue, and heighten the pleasure this was giving her. The ache building inside of me told me that when I let myself go, I might pass out from pleasure if I wasn’t careful.

My entire body tightened with the effort it took not to lose control. Calling this ecstasy would’ve been an understatement at this point. Every muscle in my body was tense from the restraint it took to hold myself back and let this build between us, rather than completely unravel in her arms right then.

It was as if I were drunk on this woman’s sensations, ripping like bolts of energy through my cock and surging into my entire being. I ran the tip of my tongue over her shoulder, guiding my lips to kiss the back of her neck while she sank herself further back into me.

My breath caught, and my eyes rolled heavily, steadying myself, nearly exploding into her in that exact moment. Hearing this woman come undone with me inside her, feeling her body grasping for more of me… it took everything I was as a man to hold me back.

None of the fantasies I had of being with her came close to this. Once I regained control of myself, my lips moved to the top of her back, then to her arm, and finally to where I gripped one of her breasts firmly.

“Oh God,” Cat panted out. “Yes. Fuck.”

She arched harder into me, bringing me deeper than I’d been since entering her.

“Te necesito más cerca,” I breathed into her ear, telling her how I needed her closer, before taking her earlobe into my mouth and gently tugging it between my teeth.

God, how I wanted her clit just like this. But that would come later.

I rolled her nipples between my thumb and fingers while she continued to ride my cock in ecstasy.

Christ.

Watching her like this beneath the warm light was nearly enough to finish me outright. The soft sounds leaving her mouth. The way her body kept arching back against mine for more.

The trembling breaths she tried—and failed—to steady every time I touched her.

I slid my hands slowly down and along her waist while struggling to keep any rhythm that wouldn’t send me straight over the edge with her.

“Dios mío…” I breathed roughly against her skin.

Catalina laughed softly beneath the sound of her own uneven breathing, almost euphoric now from the way our bodies moved together as if they were naturally made to be as one, just like this.

Without warning, she pulled away from me. I barely had time to process the loss of her warmth before she turned onto her back against the pillows, her dark hair spilling wildly across the cream sheets as she looked up at me like she wanted all of me this time.

That look nearly destroyed me. She lay there completely open, completely surrendered to me.

For a second, I could only stare at her. At the flush across her skin. The rise and fall of her chest. And the way her thighs parted slowly beneath the lantern glow as she reached for me again.

“Come here,” she whispered softly.

God help me.

The need in her voice instantly stripped the last thread of restraint from my body. I moved over her, catching her mouth in a deep kiss as she pulled me fully down against her again, as if she couldn’t stand the distance either.

And the second our bodies moved together in slow and deep perfection—I already knew neither of us was surviving this with composure intact.

Catalina’s body arched beneath mine with a soft gasp that nearly stripped me of the last remaining thread of control.

She felt increasingly wet with each thrust I buried into her. Hell, years of this woman not having this made for everything to come together perfectly for us both tonight.

She pulled my face gently from hers with her delicate hands. Her glossy eyes fixated on mine while I moved more slowly and deeply.

“Fuck,” she whined, eyes on the ceiling, completely wasted on the feeling I was giving her with my cock.

And then her eyes returned to mine. She looked wildly undone, in a trance, her mouth slightly parted, her tongue lazily gliding over her bottom lip.

“That’s it,” I encouraged.

I felt the exact second she started unraveling. The trembling in her thighs locked around my waist. The way her fingers suddenly tightened in my hair. I brought my lips down to hers, wanting to taste her kiss as ecstasy exploded through her for the first time in too long. The soft, broken breaths spilling from her mouth into mine had me fighting to maintain some measure of composure above her.