Catherine was shaking like she was hit by a jolt of electricity, trembling uncontrollably beneath me and letting out a contented sigh.
I was feeling pretty good too, licking her nipples and squeezing her breasts with my hands.
She was so lost in pleasure that her knees started to shake, sometimes brushing against my crotch as they moved up and down.
Her skirt covered her knees, and the matte texture of the fabric always sent a thrill through me, like an electric current. It was super comfortable and pleasant.
I started to take off my pants, unfastening the belt, pulling it out, then unbuttoning and unzipping the pants, pulling them down to my knees.
My cock, excited by the touch of the air, almost jumped out of my underwear.
I quickly rubbed my cock back and forth through my underwear, trying to calm it down before freeing it out.
Then, I sat on the sofa, spread Catherine's legs apart, and casually removed her panties.
I lifted her skirt to her abdomen, adjusted my position, and aimed my cock at the entrance of her pussy. Holding it firmly, I teased her by flicking my glans up and down at her entrance.
Catherine's pussy contracted suddenly, releasing a surge of moisture that instantly wet my glans. Using my thumb, I spread some of the wetness along my cock, making it slicker. Then, I slowly inserted my cock into her pussy.
Catherine let out a long, contented sigh.
She planted her feet on the sofa, unable to control lifting her buttocks up, matching my thrusting movements.
"So good... so pleasurable..." Catherine exclaimed with red eyes, her voice full of seductive sexual tension.
"I'm feeling so good too... sweetheart... you're so tight..." I said in a low, hoarse voice as I thrust.
Before long, I changed the way I was thrusting. I slowly pulled my cock out a bit, then forcefully thrust it back in. Each time I thrust in, I could reach deep into Catherine's vagina, making her sensitive spot tremble fiercely.
Soon, a stream of her juices overflowed, coating my cock and making a wet, splashing sound with each thrust. The sensation was so intense and pleasurable that it sent shivers down my spine.
"Harder... deeper..." Catherine grabbed my shoulders tightly and exclaimed.
Her waist began to spasm; she was about to climax!
I became more excited as I thrust. My cock expanded inside her pussy, making it hard for her to breathe.
I firmly pressed my cock deep inside her pussy, the glans tightly against the sensitive spot, and a stream of semen gushed out, filling her pussy once again.
Satisfied, I pulled out my semi-erect cock and carried Catherine to the bathroom for a shower.
Catherine reflexively hugged my shoulders, resting her face on my back.
Suddenly, she raised her head in confusion, looked around, and realized we were heading towards the bathroom.
"Aren't we going to continue?" she asked in confusion, revealing her dissatisfaction with the brief sexual encounter.
I chuckled lightly and teased, "What? Not satisfied?"
"I didn't say that. Don't get the wrong idea," she said, her voice softening with embarrassment.
"Is that so? Then let's just go shower and sleep," I replied casually.
"No way!" she exclaimed.
Right after, Catherine started grinding against me, her arms wrapping tightly around my shoulders, pulling me closer.
I was pretty pleased to see how much she wanted me. She wasn't always this direct about her desires.
I playfully slapped her butt, the sharp sound echoing through the room. The crack heightened the already charged atmosphere, sending a jolt of desire through both of us and pushing the tension to a whole new level.
"Don't worry, even if you beg me with tears, I won't let you off after just one round," I assured her.
After the past few days, her pussy had already adapted to my intensity and frequency.
I was leaving for my country tomorrow, and I wouldn't see Catherine for another week. I had to make the most of our time.
Blushing, Catherine lightly tapped my shoulder and didn't say anything more.
I carried her to the bathroom, laid a towel on the washstand, and sat her down.
After making sure she was stable, I went to the bathtub and turned on the water, quickly mixing cold and hot water together.
When the temperature was just right, I turned off the water and lifted Catherine into the bathtub.
"I don't want to bathe in the bathtub today," Catherine said, sitting in my arms.
"I'm not done yet. How could I bathe you now?" I whispered in her ear, "I just changed the location to fuck you."
As expected, she blushed and didn't look at me, only lowering her head to stare at her nipples.
"Don't look at your boobs again, you might start lactating," I teased with a smirk.
By now, my hand had already reached under her skirt to help her undress.
Catherine cooperated by extending her hands to assist me in undressing her.
After taking off her clothes, I casually tossed them aside, not caring if the skirt was waterproof or expensive. For now, I just wanted to satisfy my desires.
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have children, and I don't have any milk," she said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.
I nodded indulgently, "So you're saying I haven't worked hard enough to get you pregnant?"
Anger flashed in Catherine's beautiful eyes as she puffed up her cheeks. "I didn't mean that! Don't twist my words!"
"Okay, okay, I understand. You want some time for just the two of us. I'll make sure to fuck you enough and get you pregnant after that."
"That's not true! Stop making things up!" Catherine was about to get angry.
I couldn't help but be amused. Who would have thought the outwardly cold and domineering female CEO would have such a shy side in front of me?
She was so adorable!
"Alright, alright, I was just teasing. But my cock is hard now, and I want you in the bathtub," I said, rubbing my cock. "Get on all fours in the tub."