After hearing what Jace said, Catherine remained calm for a moment or two.
She then asked, "Our meeting, was it planned by you, or was it a coincidence?"
Jace replied without a beat, "It was a coincidence!" he said as he looked at her.
Catherine then asked him some questions about this and that, and Jace replied with all honesty as he really did not have a bad angle here.
When it was all done, Catherine sighed deeply and slowly released his balls and gently pulled her hand from his pants, then she cupped his face with her left hand.
"I'm sorry," she said with a slight apologetic smile and pulled him into a deep embrace.
Jace could only accept her embrace, but he made no effort in hugging her back as he was genuinely angry at her.
"You could have just asked, I would have told you," he said in an irritated voice.
Catherine hugged him tighter. "I felt it was necessary, we still don't really know each other," she said softly as she caressed his back softly with her hand.
"And besides, I didn't take any pleasure in hurting you... Well, maybe a little bit," she said playfully.
That did it for Jace.
With his hands he grabbed her waist and pushed her off him to the other side of the sofa.
Catherine didn't resist, so he was able to push her aside; he then got up and looked at her.
By now the night had fallen, leaving only darkness outside, and the study was lit by a single lamp that cast long, flickering shadows across the mahogany shelves.
Catherine sat on the sofa sideways with a confused look as to why Jace had pushed her off him.
The hem of her dress had ridden up to her waist, revealing her long and slender bare legs; her right leg was tucked beneath her as she sat and the left leg dangled off with erotic elegance.
Her black dress, which she had loosened before, was barely hanging on her one shoulder while the other was bare; her milky white breasts were half out.
She was looking at Jace as he took in her image, with a smile.
Jace instantly felt a great desire to pounce on her and take her right there, but then he recalled what she had done and looked away; his balls still hurt! He turned around, picked up his bag and blazer, and walked to the door.
But he stopped at once; he looked down to see that Catherine had seized his hand to stop him.
Turning around he looked at her; she had a slight smile on her face and her eyebrows were narrowed in confusion.
"Where are you going?" she asked with a soft and curious tone.
Jace narrowed his eyes in anger. "I'm leaving!" he declared.
Catherine tilted her head in amusement and chuckled. "Hehe, I don't recall allowing you to leave," she said.
Jace's face turned blank. 'Uhhh... What now?' he thought.
But before he could respond, his hand was yanked by Catherine and she started dragging him out of the study.
"Wai—Catherine, what are you doing?" He tried to free himself but her grip was strong.
Within few moments Jace was in her bedroom, a spacious chamber scented with lavender and moonlight filtering through the tall windows.
She yanked off her dress which was already loose, and now stood bare with her ample breasts out with only her panties to cover her; it was clearly visible to him that she was wet down there.
His words of protest died in his mouth as he was captivated by her body.
Catherine, meanwhile, was undressing him with exceptional speed; within few moments he too stood in his boxers.
Catherine held his shoulders and kissed him sloppily, then she pushed him into the bed and climbed on him.
Leaning on top of him, Catherine continued to kiss him; Jace too got caught in the flow of pleasure.
He held her waist and started kissing her back fiercely.
Catherine, feeling his response, lowered herself until her wet panties were on Jace's hard dick through his boxers.
She started moving slowly, rubbing herself on him; her breasts were now pressed on his chest as she continued kissing him.
After few minutes they separated, both breathing heavily with swollen red lips.
Catherine smiled as she looked at Jace's flushed face.
"Do you still wish to leave?" she asked, amused. She leaned closer to kiss his neck.
"If you want to, I'll let you go," she said, her voice low.
Jace put his hand on Catherine's neck while she continued worshipping his neck. "No, you won't," he whispered.
Catherine chuckled against his neck. "No... I won't," she said, as she got off him and removed his boxers while looking at him; Jace let her do it.
She got the boxers off him, and now he lay completely naked on the bed. Catherine looked at his legs and thighs, feeling them with her hands.
Soon her hands reached his dick, which was dripping; with her hand she started stroking him.
Jace by now had accepted his fate for the night, so he let her do what she wanted.
He tried not to show much reaction as Catherine jerked him while sitting between his legs.
But...
What happened few minutes later was the thing that scarred him.
He never saw it coming; if he had known this would happen, he never would have gotten involved with her.
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**[Warning: R18 and elements of Femdom]**
Few minutes before,
Catherine sat in between Jace's legs, jerking him slowly while looking at his reactions.
From time to time he would twitch, breathing heavily, trying to hold back his climax.
It gave Catherine immense pleasure and excitement to see him twitch and squirm for her, but looking at him laying there so submissively, she couldn't help but want more.
She licked her lips.
"Jace," she called out. He noticed and looked at her.
Catherine smiled. "Remember, in the letter you wrote that you would be more submissive and let me do what I wanted," she said in a firm voice; at this point she stopped jerking him off.
At her words, Jace visibly quivered.
Catherine couldn't help but find him more adorable.
"Did I?" he asked with a wry smile.
Catherine nodded. "Yes, you did," she said, as her hands slid to his knees.
She nudged one leg outward, then the other, guiding him into a wider, more open position, and an M shape.
When he tensed instinctively, she pressed down just enough to steady him.
"Catherine, what are you doing?" he asked with a trembling voice.
He had a bad feeling about this; he arched up his upper body and looked at her.
Catherine smiled. "Oh, nothing really, just a thing I've been wanting to do to you since our first time."
She adjusted herself next—drawing closer, aligning her hips with his center.
Her thighs pressed down on his, keeping him in place
.
Jace's eyes widened in realization. 'This bitch!! She is going to fuck me in the Amazon position!!'
Jace moved, or at least he tried to.
"Catherine, please!—I don't want this! Sto—get off!!" he pleaded, doing his best to get her off his body.
But Catherine's eyes were in a different state; her mouth was open and she was literally drooling.
Feeling his resistance, she leaned forward and down and grabbed his hands and locked them above his head with one hand.
Jace could only squirm his body as he lay pressed against the bed, his eyes wide.
"Catherine—I'm not ready for this!! We'll try this later, please!!" he continued to plead.
Catherine leaned closer and captured his mouth in a forceful kiss; her other hand went below, holding his dick and pointing it at her entrance.
Then the next instant she descended on him, taking him in her vagina to the hilt.
Jace groaned in her mouth as she moaned in his.
But she was just starting; after waiting a moment, she started moving her hips slowly.
But her pace kept getting faster as she moved her hips in rhythm, fucking Jace.