I picked up the pace and intensity, and Catherine's hips matched my rhythm, lifting up eagerly.
After about a hundred thrusts, my lower back tingled, and I released, filling her warm pussy with my cum.
Catherine clung to me, kissing me deeply before slowly coming down from her high.
She eased her hips down, lying flat on the sofa, nestled in my arms, breathing heavily.
In just half an hour, we were both drenched in sweat, and the area beneath us was wet and sticky.
I got up, slid my arms under her back and legs, and carried her to the bathroom.
I took her into the shower, rinsed us off quickly, washing away the sweat.
After thoroughly cleaning ourselves, I wrapped her in a towel and took her to bed.
The housekeeper had already changed the sheets while I was out buying ointment.
I laid her on the bed, her wet hair dripping over the edge.
I grabbed a towel and gently wiped her hair, then went to get a hairdryer and dried it.
By the time I finished, she was asleep again, her cheeks flushed and looking adorable. I kissed her forehead, tucked her in after covering her with a blanket.
I picked out a clean set of pajamas for her and grabbed my own from the suitcase.
After closing the curtains, I crawled into bed with her for a warm, long nap.
When we woke up, Catherine was almost lying on top of me.
Her warm breath against my chest filled me with warmth.
I couldn't help but ruffle her fluffy hair and said in a hoarse voice, "Trying to seduce me right after waking up?"
"No way, don't flatter yourself." Catherine immediately rolled off me, turning a few times away.
I chuckled. "Why'd you roll so far away?"
"Afraid you'll want to do it again." Catherine said, crossing her arms over her chest and giving me a playful, yet cautious look.
"That's not gonna happen. We've been doing it a lot lately, and you need a break. So today, I'll be more restrained." I said, leaning over to hug her.
The closeness brought her scent to my nose, a faint fruity smell that captivated me.
I buried my face in her neck, inhaling her unique scent.
My lips trailed kisses along her smooth neck.
The warm breath tickled her, making her squirm, and she turned her face towards mine, causing me to bury even deeper.
I felt a surge of heat, and Catherine clearly noticed the change in my body.
She quickly moved her hips away, creating some distance between her and my heated member.
"Trust me, I won't do anything. Just let me hold you properly." With that, I placed my hand on her butt and pulled her closer.
The size and heat of my cock were hard to ignore. As soon as she felt it, she immediately tried to move away.
I gave her a playful smack on the butt, a bit annoyed. "Don't hide from me! If you move again, I might just have to fuck you."
Hearing that, Catherine froze and let me press her against me.
Satisfied, I turned the spanking into a gentle caress, stroking her soft, firm butt.
After a while, realizing I wasn't going to do anything more, Catherine relaxed and snuggled back into my arms. We lay there together for almost an hour.
The peaceful moment was interrupted when Catherine's phone rang.
Her phone was somewhere on the carpet under the sofa. I got out of bed to grab it for her, then lay back down, holding her.
She answered, "Hello?"
"Catherine, the client has arrived at the branch. When will you be here?" Jane's voice came through.
"I'll be right there. Send a car to the basement," Catherine said, struggling to get up from my arms.
"Got it," Jane replied and hung up.
Catherine hopped out of bed and went to the closet to pick out her clothes.
I followed her, leaning against the wardrobe with my arms crossed, watching her and the clothes in the closet.
"What are you hesitating about? Let your dear boyfriend give you some advice," I said lazily.
"My lucky color today is white, but the client's lucky color is pink. I only have two clean outfits, one pink and one white. Which one should I wear?" Catherine pointed to the two sets of clothes in the closet.
This was a tough one. Both outfits were business suits, and they were complete sets, not easy to mix and match.
And it seemed girls paid more attention to things like zodiac fortunes, so it wasn't an easy decision.
"As your boyfriend, I'd love for you to wear your lucky color and not compromise for anyone. But if you really want this project to succeed, I'd suggest going with pink. It'll make a strong impression on your client." As I said this, a bright idea hit me—I remembered I had brought a white suit.
Excitedly, I snapped my fingers. "But hey, how about this? You wear the pink suit to nail the deal, and I'll wear the white suit for good luck. Sound good?"
Catherine looked at me strangely, then at the white suit in the closet.
"Are you saying... you'll wear my white suit? It probably won't fit you in my size," she said tentatively.
"What are you thinking?" I shook my head, amused.