Her fingers were twisted into the sheet as she tried to anchor herself to the bed. Cage's fingers curled inside her and his lips closed over her sensitive clit. She was so close… she could feel it. Suddenly his lips were gone, but she could feel his hot breath against her skin. With the dart of his tongue, he licked her slit from top to bottom and then pressed on the spot where his fingers disappeared inside her.

  His fingers rubbed against the rough spot inside her that made her belly tighten. If he continued, she wouldn't be able to hold back. Not that he wanted her to hold back. Even though she was torturing her slowly and not being rough with her, she understood. This was their first time, he didn't need to go all out and show all his moves.

  Katherine thrust her h.i.p.s up, swiveling it from side to side to get him to be faster. For a second, he did just that, roughing pulling out and then pushing in before curling his finger and stroking her insides. From what she could hear and feel, he was humming a song over her, his lips clasped over her clit and he sucked. She could hear the bohemian rhapsody in the background and he took full control. The electrical shocks that went through her made her see dark spots.

  She was scared that she would pass out for a moment. With one last suck, she felt herself explode on his fingers. Her stomach rolled as she quivered, her body moving on its own accord and not wanting to stay in place as he kept sucking on her over-sensitive bug. She groaned, wanting to push him away but also wanting him to continue.

  When she opened her eyes and looked at him, she saw him part his lips and let the nub go. He had a devious grin on his face as he kissed it one last time. She grabbed his hair, rougher than she had wanted to, but he didn't seem to mind… and pulled her to him, kissing his wet lips and tasting herself on him. The taste of herself mingled with his fragrance was something she could never get enough of.

  Yes, it was new to her. She had never tasted herself on someone else's mouth and it was damned s.e.xy. She rolled them over so that she was on top of him. She sat on his legs and leaned over.

  It was her turn.

  She ran her fingers over his chest and watched as his smile faded away and all that was left was the scorching heat of his eyes. She reached for the waistband of his pants and unbuttoned it. His hands came up to cup her b.r.e.a.s.ts but she swatted it away. If she let him touch her again, she would be at his mercy in no time. She wanted to see all of him.

  She climbed off him and pushed the pants down, following it with his boxers. She could have easily pulled him out from the small pocket, but what was the fun in that? She needed to see him in all his glory.

  She was rewarded with the magnificent sight of his c.o.c.k springing out and showing itself proudly to the world. Cage hissed as the air hit him, but Katherine couldn't help but focus only on the extremely hard and thick c.o.c.k in front of her eyes. He was definitely bigger than her ex and a lot of those people who make p.o.r.n and she was mildly worried how they would fit. It had been some time for her.

  "Nice c.o.c.k," she found herself saying. He chuckled at her words but didn't contradict her. Of course, he knew he was packing this monster that any woman would salivate over. Damnit. How was he keeping these women off? Thank god this was a well-kept secret or she couldn't imagine the amount of attention Cage would get. If it was even possible to get more attention that he already did.

  She had always thought c.o.c.ks were ugly things, even though she liked them. But this one? Call her biased but she would totally tag it as pretty. Not sure if Cage would approve of his little brother being called pretty.

  "Thank you," he said with a c.o.c.ky smile. She quickly pulled the boxer down his ankles and freed his legs. He pulled her up and planted a wet and sweet kiss on her mouth, making her forget her intentions. Was this reward for praising his c.o.c.k? She wondered.

  The thick rod poking at her inner thigh brought her back to reality. She sn.a.k.e.d her hand down and wrapped her hand around his c.o.c.k and squeezed it. It was so hard that she couldn't wait to see how it felt inside her. She rubbed a single digit over the tip and felt a drop of pre-c.u.m residing there. She spread it around and gave his c.o.c.k a quick tug before pulling away from him and crouching between his legs.

  She felt a streak of glee at the thought that she was the one who made him this hard. It made her so hot that she dragged her hand down her torso and touched herself between her thighs. She was still looking at him and saw his eyes widen when he realized where her other hand had gone.

  Cage propped himself up on his elbows, trying to get a better view.

  It was easy to touch herself in front of him. She had never been comfortable doing it before and had never felt the need to do it either. All in all her s.e.x life had been bland. She had occasionally touched her clit to get a little more pleasure but it had never worked before. Now, she could feel how wet she was, she stroked herself gently, putting two fingers inside, wetting them completely before replacing the hand on his c.o.c.k. She wrapped her wet fingers around his c.o.c.k and slowly stroked his shaft. The wetness acted as lubricant and he bucked, m.o.a.ning as she worked him ever so slowly… up and down, squeezing him at the base before dragging her hand all the way to the top of the shaft and swirling a finger over his tip.