Finding Katie

Chapter 18

The momentary sound of traffic penetrated my dazed mind, and then the snap of the door to the street falling closed in the bottom of the staircase. Then sudden silence again, now only broken by footsteps on the stairs, coming nearer.

A groan was torn from my throat when Katie's mouth found my earlobe. No way was I going to be able to end this. I blindly kicked my foot in the direction of where I'd dropped my bag until it connected and I heard it slide over the floor, then shuffled a few steps into her flat and shoved the door closed with my elbow. I turned and pressed Katie up against the door.

Her hands were already in my hair, running over my scalp, and my now freed hands found her breasts, through her bra and thin top kneaded, caressed, twirled the nipples until she was panting against my neck.

"Ben," she pleaded as her thighs clenched around me.

I could only nod at her unspoken request. My hand hurried down between us and if our lips hadn't already fused again I would have let out a grateful groan that she was wearing a skirt. It made it so very easy to slide my hand under the fabric and find her panties already wet.

I probably did groan then, definitely did so when I pushed the lace aside and pressed a finger inside her wet haven while my thumb found her clit.

Katie's head fell back against the door on a moan, her fingers digging into my scalp as all of her tensed. It took but a few thrusts before she was clenching around my finger, her back arching.

"Ben," she panted as she started to grind against me. "I want you. I want to come with you inside me."

A plan I could wholeheartedly agree to. "Let me get a condom." I started to let her down to her feet, but Katie only tightened her hold, both her arms and thighs, and shook her head.

She met my gaze. "IUD."

Something inside me released at the word, at the utter trust Katie was showing me. At the trust she was asking of me. Bare?

I scarcely had any breath, but I had to know for certain. "You're sure?"

She only nodded and kissed me.

My head swam, my heart was thumping a mile a minute as I kissed her back and took all this woman offered. If I hadn't, I would have been displaying that grin again, only wider, smugger.

Katie's hands lowered and made quick work of my belt and zip, pushed my trousers and boxers down to rest low on my hips. "Now, Ben," she whispered frantically against my lips.

Nodding just as frantically, I lifted her legs over my arms and in the same movement pushed into her. Her breathless moan mixed with the satisfied growl rising from the midst of my chest. It was so good. So familiar and yet so new. There was no way I could do slow or gentle, not this time.

It didn't matter. Katie didn't want me to go slow. She clenched around me, moved on me, and only cheered me to go faster with both her body and her gasps when I grabbed her arse and pounded into her.

The whole door rattled on its hinges, the flap of the letterbox clattering at each fierce thrust, and Katie almost moaned in concert with it, her breaths and whispers hot over my jaw.

I wanted to laugh, but I hadn't the breath for it. Instead I found her lips again, claimed her mouth as the electricity build stronger inside us, around us, welled and grew.

Katie was almost at the pinnacle where it would all explode, as was I, and I pushed harder, faster, until she arched on a cry of my name, clenching so hard around me it took but two more thrusts before I came so hard my legs shook and only the door behind her held us upright.