Red Confession: Feverish Surrender at Catherine’s

Early June heat clings to Catherine’s studio. Paul siffles Beethoven, his cologne chokes me. We climb the steps, my pulse quickens at her door. Annie opens, silk blouse hugging small tits, blue nails flashing. Odors of semoule, roasting lamb hit hard. Catherine emerges in black dress, blonde hair half-tied, heels clicking. Her lips purse for Paul, fiancés now. Jealousy burns my gut. I sit beside her, eyes devouring her curves. Gigot slices thin, hot fat sizzles. My joke about the lamb fucking his ewe lands dead. Silence stings, but her breasts rise with each breath. Wine flows, red and bold. Club plans ignite. In the dark throb, Annie’s hand grazes my zipper. Catherine dances with Paul, body swaying. Fury rises. I drag Annie to the toilet stall. Her knees buckle on heels, mouth engulfs me. Tongue laps balls, hands pump. But Catherine haunts, cock softens. Back home, her tiny tits flop free. I finger her wet slit, she moans. On all fours, I ram hard. She spasms, cums twice. Still, I ache for Catherine. Weeks later, alone with her at couscous joint. Tears for Paul’s ‘secrets’. I lie, feed her fears. Whiskey loosens her. At her place, banquette-lit yields. Legs part, golden bush glistens. I mount, pinch nipples. She smiles pained. Thrusts deep, sweat mixes. Lick her clit till she quakes. Condom on, pound her tits, lips seal mine. Hips buck, she cums with me. Skin scorches, heart hammers possession.

Her studio air thickens, bodies slick. I chevy her harder, nails dig flanks. Gland throbs against walls clenching. Sweat drips from brow to cleavage. She gasps, arches, nails rake back. Urgency surges, veins pulse fire. Flip her, ass up. Fingers probe anus, tongue flicks. She bucks wild, screams muffled. Cock plunges, balls slap wet flesh. Heart races, breath ragged. Possess her fully, devour every inch. Tits bounce hypnotic. Pull hair, yank head back. Eyes lock, hers wild surrender. Pace frenzied, skin slaps echo. Climax builds, unstoppable. She shudders first, cunt milks me. I explode, filling condom hot. Collapse entangled, breaths sync in heat haze. Pulse slows, but skin tingles electric.

The Fever Ignites

Morning light pierces. Coffee brews, her eyes pierce accusing. ‘Savage bastard.’ I grin, taste her still on lips. Cheated Paul, stole her night. Body hums aftermath, muscles ache sweet. Jealousy ashes smolder. She doubts my lies, clings to him. But I had her, raw, total. Skin still burns where I gripped. Heart echoes that devouring rush. Unique fire, dangerous bliss. Paul none the wiser. Desire lingers, red and insatiable.