"Come on... just one more," I teased, giving Catherine's nipple a gentle pinch.
She shivered beneath me, sending an electric sensation through my body.
Catherine let out a soft moan, unable to resist. With her lips brushing my neck, she whispered, "Darling, stop teasing me, please."
Her voice was soft, sweet, and oh-so-enticing.
"Alright, no more teasing. Let's get to it."
I got up, spread her legs, and positioned them around my waist. Climbing back on top, I buried my face in the crook of her neck, inhaling her faint, intoxicating scent.
As I kissed her neck, I adjusted myself and slowly began to enter her.
Catherine's arms wrapped around me, her grip tightening, and her legs squeezed around my waist, making me feel like I was being held in a vice.
Especially down below, where her tightness gripped me like a glove. If my cock could breathe, it would be gasping for air.
"Take it out!" Catherine pleaded.
"It's okay, sweetheart. Just a little longer. It'll be over soon," I whispered, trying to soothe her.
I nibbled her earlobe and gently licked it, hoping to distract her.
"No."
Her eyes closed, cheeks flushed. She reached out to scratch at my back, trying to distance herself from me.
"Hold on. Just like yesterday, it'll feel good soon."
I massaged her outer labia to help her relax and cautiously pushed in a bit more.
As I slowly eased in, the head of my cock finally made it inside, but it was still a tight fit.
This was progress compared to last night when I couldn't even get my cock in.
It seemed my persistence was paying off. Catherine's body was slowly adapting to me, loosening up just enough.
And my size was unique; even as she loosened, it was a perfect fit. She'd only feel this good with me.
No one else could experience the pleasure of being with her like I could.
Catherine was perfect for me. I'd train her to match my desires, and we'd be the best partners in bed.
"You're so tight, so perfect, so amazing! I love you so much."Now, my entire head was inside her. It was still tight, but the warmth and softness were incredible.
But Catherine wasn't enjoying it as much.
Tears streamed down her cheeks, wetting my shoulder.
She bit my shoulder, her voice trembling, "It's too big... can you pull out? It hurts so much! Please... darling."Seeing no reaction from me, Catherine nuzzled my face like a kitten, trying to coax me.
I softened immediately.
"Alright, I won't go any further. Can I just stay like this?" I asked gently.
Catherine didn't argue. She held onto my shoulders, resting her cheek against my neck, and nodded softly.
Her hair brushed against my neck, tickling my skin like feathers. It was a tender, soothing sensation that melted my heart.
I let go of her breasts and moved my hands to her back, one arm around her waist, the other caressing her smooth skin, holding her close.
I buried my face in her neck, rubbing my nose against her soft skin.
I kissed her neck occasionally, my tongue gently licking and nibbling.
Just having the head inside made her sweat, and as I licked her neck, I could taste the saltiness of her sweat.
"Don't lick... it's dirty," Catherine said, shrinking her neck, feeling ticklish.
"It's not dirty, it's delicious. I want to lick every inch of you."
I moved to the other side of her neck, gently licking her nape.
Catherine pressed her face against mine, gently scraping my cheek.
"It tickles... so much."
"You smell so good... I just want to lie here, licking your skin, nibbling your breasts."
Even though I couldn't fully penetrate her as I could with Grace and Hannah, holding Catherine like this and smelling her scent was a unique experience.
And knowing I was her first, without any other man's scent or touch, made her feel like a treasure that belonged only to me.
I felt myself falling deeply for her; I didn't want anyone else.
My goal now was to train Catherine to find pleasure only with me.
So even if we couldn't be together in the future, she'd always remember our time together.
"If you like it, you can use the same shower gel as me. That's what gives me this scent."
"Okay, then let's take a shower together."
"My bathroom is on the right side of the second floor, the outermost one," Catherine pointed out.
I nodded and lifted her up, kissing her as I carried her upstairs.
Catherine was startled by the sudden kiss and tried to push me away, but I held her neck gently.
She had no choice but to accept the kiss, her fists lightly pounding my shoulders.
"Watch your step!" she managed to say.
"Don't worry, I won't drop you."