Satsu and Katie: I am worth it [FINISHED]

Katie leaned in to the mirror and angrily put on mascara, eye shadow, and liner. She quickly moved the brushes so that the elements of her eyes were perfect and continued mumbling as she went along.

"Are you muttering again?"

She rolled her now perfect eyes and called out from the bathroom, "Gee, however could you tell?"

"You need to stop doing that," Tara chastised her. She was sitting in Katie's living room, flipping through the latest issue of her favorite fashion magazine. She had brought it with her though; seeing as how Katie sure as hell didn't read that garbage. "You need to start psyching yourself up for your date."

Katie opened her blush container and began to poof it onto her cheeks. "Psyche myself up?"

"You know, like you do before a football game. Tell yourself you're going to have the best night of your life, tell yourself how pretty you are, and tell yourself how charming you are. It worked all the time for me." Tara chirped from the other room.

Katie stopped, thought for a moment about what her friend had said, checked her reflection in the mirror and she smiled.
She did look perfect.

She stepped a few feet away and rearranged the straps of her dress. She was wearing the dress Tara had suggested—or more or less, forced upon her—and matching shoes. The dress had a deep V in the front and one of the same size in the back. It had a tight waist and a flowing base that reached her knees. The slit on the sides went up to mid-thigh and made her feel exceedingly naughty. She grinned softly at herself.
Who's not worth it now?

She clenched her teeth together and brushed the thought from her mind. She twirled once in front of the mirror and then exited her bathroom. She walked down the hall and paused at the end of the threshold. Tara looked up from her magazine and grinned. "You are drop dead gorgeous."

"I know," Katie answered breezily, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "So, what time is it?"

"Seven-oh-four," Tara answered immediately. "You only need about fifteen minutes to get to Fleur and your date is at eight."

"Fantastic," she grinned, "I have just enough time to run by the drug store before I get to the restaurant."

"What do you need at the drug store?" Tara demanded immediately, her eyebrows wiggling copiously, "Hoping to pick up some extra-large rubbers for tonight?"

Katie rolled her eyes and picked up her evening purse. "I just need to fill a prescription Tara, that's all. And besides, you've seen what this Edle guy looks like… don't make assumptions."
"Whatever," Tara sighed, stood from her chair, and nudged Katie with her elbow. "I'll walk with you then."

Together, they made their way down to the lobby and Katie smiled at all of the stares she was getting from her neighbors. She opened the door and the cool autumn air blew comfortably against her face. She sighed softly and turned to Tara.

"I guess I'll call you later," she said, groaning fitfully.

Tara placed both of her hands on her shoulders and shook her softly. "You don't have to call me, I'll probably be with Toshiro anyway, and who knows?" She winked suggestively. "You might get lucky tonight."

Katie narrowed her eyes, "As in, the date will end quickly and I'll be lucky enough to get a good nights sleep?"

Tara only rolled her eyes and turned away. "Whatever, my sex-starved friend." She waved on her way out and continued to stroll down the street.

Katie shook her head and turned to walk down the opposite street. Her regular drug store was only a block a way so she really didn't mind walking in her nice shoes. Plus, it was a bit gratifying to get as many whistles and stares as she did. She hugged her stylish jacket tighter around her as she walked. Her skirt swished around her in the cool air and she hummed softly.
The doors to the pharmacy dinged as she strode inside and made her way to the back. She smiled at the ugly receptionist and gave her name and the prescription she needed. The woman smiled and began to busy herself finding what Katie needed. Meanwhile, Katie walked aimlessly around the store. It was small, not enough to be one of those drug stores that sold everything under the sun, but enough to have standard make up, facial cleaners, and therapeutic foot pads. Katie shifted through one aisle, wondering if she needed a new tube of lipstick, when something caught her eye.

It was insignificant really. Just one of those catch phrases that made products become more likable to desperate women across the country. Hell, she even bought exclusively from this brand. She thought that it made her skin glow more than the others.
Still… that one phrase.

Four little words.

Four damn words in a tiny phrase… and they made her angrier than she had been all week.

Because you're worth it! The sign read, with the picture of a bubbly blonde with perfect, computer generated skin, above the lettering.
Katie gnashed her teeth together and felt her hands ball into fists. Yes, she was worth it. Even if that goddamn Satsu Mori didn't think so.
"Fucking bastard," she snarled through gritted teeth and the eighty year old man down the aisle from her turned at the sound of her voice. Katie picked up a powder substance and tossed it around in her hand.

She had been stewing over Mori's comment for nearly two weeks now. Ever since he had said it she hadn't been able to get it out of her head. Twelve days of going to bed frustrated because that one statement kept on running through her head. Twelve days of glaring at him from across the office. Twelve days of absolute silence between them. Twelve damnable days of nothing but anger, hatred, and aggravation.
She hated it. She hated him. She hated hating him.

Katie heard her name called from the prescription counter and stomped back to it. She paid, grabbed the bag, stuffed it into her purse, and headed out the door. The clang of the bell was nearly twenty paces behind her because of how fast she was walking. She knew that she'd have blisters by the end of the night but she didn't care. She was too angry to care.
She took the metro steps two at a time and slid her card through the turnstile. She got a few more hoots and hollers from more young men. She had half a mind to get their names and call them up for sexual harassment charges. She pushed her way onto the crowded train and gritted her teeth together hard.

"You know what? Forget it. You're not even worth it."

Her hand tightened around the germ infested pole and she glared absently in front of her.
How dare he? How dare he say something like that when he was the one who wanted to sleep with her? She wasn't worth it just because she said no? He was the man-whore. He was the one who had kissed her senseless in the elevator after the merger announcement. He was the one who had groped her breast the following Monday. He was the one who kept trying to kiss her. He was the one who kept trying to get her to sleep with him.

He! Not she!

She clenched her fists and balefully looked up at the number of stops she had left. Four; she had four left until she reached Fleur.
"I'm not worth it… bullshit!" She huffed, her words perfectly audible to all of the other passengers around her. One woman gave her a dirty look while her teenage son gazed at Katie up and down with an odd mixture of appreciation and teenage hormones.
Katie glared out of the darkened windows and growled like a tiger getting ready to pounce.

She was Katie Tay, member of the noble Tayfamily. She was a corporate lawyer for one of the greatest company's in the world. She was worth a great deal of money—both because of her net worth and her family heritage. She was young, she was attractive, she was educated, she was elegant, and goddamn it she was worth everything!

Katie stood up and immediately stomped to the doors of the metro train. They dinged open and she rushed out of them as quickly as she could. She was two stops short of where she was actually supposed to get off. She angrily huffed up the steps and emerged on a rather unfamiliar street. She knew where she was going though. Oh she definitely knew.

Her steps were furious and hurried as she moved to one of the tallest buildings on the very expensive street. Her eyes narrowed as she zeroed in on her target. The doorman saw her coming and had the door to the complex open before she could even step foot onto the expensive carpet. She gave him a curt nod and barreled into the lobby.

An older man was seated at the reception desk. He didn't seem to notice Katie at all, but that might have been due to the dirty magazine in his hands—the cover, of course was hidden underneath a sheet of computer paper—the smile on his face, and the slight boner in his lap. Katie came forward and slammed her palms flat onto his desk. The man jerked upwards and sent the magazine flying, he turned around, apparently to chastise her, when his eyes widened and raked down her entire body—or, what he could see of it at least. Katie growled when she realized that she would be fueling his perverse mindset for the next hour or so.

"I'm here to see Mr. Mori," she growled, her voice cutting through him like a razor through flesh.
"Sign here," he said in a quietly awed voice, passing her a sign in sheet. Katie scrawled her name so it was unintelligible and pushed the clip board back.

"What floor and what apartment?" She demanded, her angrily glowing eyes frightening as soon as possible.
"Seventh floor, apartment eighty one."

She didn't even say 'thank you' before she was off, resuming her furious pace to the elevators. Once she was in one—empty, of course—she paced inside of it. Her brain was fizzing with anger as she stepped out and lividly made her way to apartment eighty one. She stopped in front of the door and had one desperate thought before her hand reared up and began banging on the door.
He better not have a woman in there.

Katie continued to pound the material of the door into mottled shreds of wood for at least a full minute—making her hand go numb in the process—before latches finally clicked and the fixture was finally swung open.
She shoved her way inside before he could even say anything. Hell, she had even gotten about six steps inside before he actually realized what was happening.

"Katie? What the fuck are you doing here?"

He was cooking. He was actually cooking. Damn, she didn't even know that he could cook. It smelled great too. It wasn't the typical burger and fry combination she usually saw him eating. No… this was much, well, healthier.

Her eyes scanned his tasteful apartment for a moment before she swirled back to him. His place was very large, even larger with hers, with at least three other rooms hidden behind the hallway to the left of the kitchen. The living room had an ivory carpeted floor, a large, plasma screen television, a very nice, navy couch, a gas fire place, two cushy chairs, and a glass coffee table. Sports magazines, photos, trophies, medals and little knick-knacks decorated the space as well.

His kitchen was also very nice. He had top-of-the line pots and pans placed tastefully around the walls, cooking instruments on the marble countertops, an island with an oven on it, and—at the moment—what looked to be a stir fry pan filled with rather delicious looking vegetables, a pot of roiling pasta, and a bottle of open red wine scattered about. He had a small table off to the right of his kitchen. Windows were open above the table, wafting in fresh air from the outside as well as the dim glimmer of city lights.
But Katie couldn't be distracted by that. She had come here with a mission in mind. She wasn't about to blow it.
She wheeled around and glared at him like she had never glared before. Gritting her teeth together and balling her fists at her sides she rooted herself into her spot and snarled. "I'm not worth it?!" She screamed.

He stood there for only a minute before he realized what she was talking about. Even then he had the nerve to smirk at her. He had the nerve to walk past her and go back into his kitchen. He had the nerve to chuckle lightly as he went back to stirring his vegetables, he simply turned down the heat and they simmered lightly. Katie resisted the urge to take a long and good sniff before she got overtly angry again. So instead, her anger just doubled on its own.

"I am worth it!" She shouted, stomping towards him and pointing one deadly finger at him. "I am Katie fucking Tay! I am always worth everything."

"Oh sure," he chuckled, "You're Katie Tay, of course you're worth it." He simply shook his head and then looked over his shoulder. "It's twenty of eight." He sneered back at her and raised one eyebrow. "Don't you have a date to get to?"
"I'm not going anywhere," she growled angrily, moving closer and closer to the island until her hands were pressed against the cool marble top. "Until you admit that you were wrong."

His short bark of laughter was cut short when he slammed his stirring spoon down on the counter and crossed his arms over his chest. "Then you might as well cancel your date Sunshine because you're gonna be here a long time."

"You have no right," she seethed, leaning forward onto the counter, "To tell me that I am not worth it. You're the one who is always trying to get into my up my skirt. You're the one who has been kissing me—"

"Oh like you didn't kiss back?" He interrupted.

"If I had as enthusiastically as I could have you would have been left in a state of shock." She snarled.
"Ha," he snorted, "I highly doubt that."

Katie felt like a jungle cat ready to spring on an unsuspecting deer. She rounded the corner of the island and stood until her face was tilted up, his was down, and their noses were almost touching. Her nostrils flared as she growled, "I could show you right now."
His smirk told her that he was angry, pissed off, ready for vengeance, and aroused. "Honey, if you do this I doubt you'll leave this apartment tonight."

"I can walk away." She snapped, she reached up and fisted her hands into the collar of his dress shirt—which he still hadn't changed out of.
"I'd like to see you try." He hissed, his nose bumping against hers.

Katie surged up and her lips collided with his. He wasted no time at all. Satsu's tongue violently shoved itself into her mouth and his hands gripped the undersides of her ass tightly. It was as if he was afraid that if he didn't hold her hard enough she would push him away again.
Not yet. Not before she showed him.

Katie battled violently with his tongue. Her lips pushed fervently against his as she angled her head to the side. It was as if she was trying to fucking eat him whole. She groaned deeply in her throat when his hands started to knead her ass. It felt good. Too good. The vegetables simmered beside them as she clawed her hands into his hair and pushed him even harder against her. His hot orifice clashed with hers and she growled low in her throat. They kissed for nearly another full minute before she heard the exact same sound come from Satsu's throat.
It was in that exact moment that she realized how stupid she'd been. Right now she knew that she was in far too deep to just walk away.
She would not be leaving Satsu's apartment tonight.

Katie's arms curled tighter around his neck and she gasped when she felt his rough and calloused hands yank her upwards and thrust her onto the kitchen counter. She gasped at the sudden movement but the sound never left her mouth. Satsu was fastened to her as tight and as hot as he could. His mouth was wet and warm and utterly delicious. She groaned deep in the pit of her throat as his tongue did ferocious battle with hers. His teeth nipped at her bottom lip, her fingers tightened in his hair, and his hands grabbed her ass tighter and tighter.
Her pussy was already throbbing under the fabric of her dress. She could practically feel herself dripping with the desire she felt for him. Oh fuck, if his hand would just slide between her thighs, or if his cock would slip between her folds, she knew that she'd be fantastically and euphorically happy.

His hands left her buttocks and curled around her back. His lips were still doing frenzied war with hers and she unleashed an almighty moan when he slid her ass forward on the sparkling white countertop. Her legs spread on their own volition and that was when she felt him.
Katie's eyes flew open and her mind went numb when she felt his hard, engorged, length press against her increasing wetness. She thought she had gotten an idea of him during their little tryst in the elevator but that had been nothing compared to what she felt right now.
Her body sizzled in anticipation when his chest molded to hers, pushing the part of him that she wanted the most even closer to her center. Her legs felt like gelatin as he continued to kiss the ever-loving daylights out of her.

Maybe she was going a bit too fast with this. After all, she had only been inside of his apartment for, well, less than five minutes. Now she was having sex with him on his kitchen counter while there was food cooking on the burner next to her ass? Was she insane? Where was the calm, cool, and collected Katie Taythat had left her own apartment today? Where the hell was the corporate attorney, the sister of Byakuya Tay, the smart, successful, businesswoman? Where was the woman who told herself that she wouldn't sleep with Satsu Mori because it would exponentially damage her career? More than that, who was this wonton, sex-starved, crazy woman who had taken her place?
This is the woman who hasn't had really good sex in nearly four years, her mind seethed. Get over yourself and fuck his fucking brains out!
He barely seemed to notice her moment of indecision. Or, for that matter, that she was hot and ready and aching to be driven into by his massive length. His attention was solely focused on her mouth, so much so that her hunger grew tenfold. He kissed her like there was nothing left for him to do today but kiss her. He seemed to forget that he had pasta boiling on the stove or vegetables in the pan. Right now it seemed like the only thing he ever wanted to taste was her.

Satsu's hot mouth slid to the side of her neck and he began to place wet, fiery, breath-stealing, orgasm-inducing, open-mouthed kisses onto her rouge skin. His teeth scraped the tight cords of muscles protruding from her throat and his tongue laved the marks it left behind. She craned her head to the side so she might give him more room to work his tantalizing magic. Her ruby lips parted and her lungs gasped for breath.

Her body seemed to vibrate with the moans she was eliciting. One of her hands slid upwards into his hair and gripped as tightly as she could. The other began to slide precariously down his body. Over his shoulder, down his chest, trailing over his abdomen, and then down to the part of him that she wanted to feel the most.
Satsu Mori was a blessed man.

Something she had never heard before escaped his throat the moment her small hand ran down the length of him. He was pushing so insistently through his pants and her body hummed at the thought of that length thick hot inside of her. His mouth was still busily feasting on her neck but her hands seemed to have minds of their own. She shivered as her persistent hand continued to stroke him up and down. He jerked in her hand and she shuddered at the power she felt.

The controlling and all-mighty Satsu Mori could tremble underneath her touch.
His pelvis pushed forward hard and slammed his thick length into her. She jerked her head back and he began to kiss the front of her throat. The sensation was like nothing she had ever felt before. The sensitive area was sweet and tender and so responsive to his touch. His teeth scraped over her voice-box and she let out a strangled gasp. Now her hands were no longer on his body, they were behind her, angling her form so she could support herself against this delicious onslaught.

The fingers that had groped her ass only moments ago began to slide forward. Katie's rather revealing dress skirt had already been pushed upwards more than she would have allowed—thanks in part to the slit on the sides, but hell, this was her hooker dress. Still, Katie knew where this was headed and right now, she couldn't care if he ripped the damn thing to pieces. The feeling of his rough padded fingertips sliding from the silkiness of her dress to her heated flesh was nearly enough to throw her into an orgasm. She groaned and jerked underneath him as the sensation of his hands sliding up her clothing.

Christ! It had been so long since she had been intimate with an actual man! She was so sick of using her stupid vibrator that couldn't do anything but make her come, and even that was getting harder now that she had had the touch of a man to dream about instead. She never really realized how much she missed the foreplay, the passion, the heat, and the intensity that was all wrapped up in sex. Hot, sweaty, countertop sex with men she would like to see chained to a bed.

The chains will come later, she promised herself halfheartedly. Right after the—

Katie's mouth opened in a started gasp when she felt the cooled, marble, countertop against her bare ass. And her bottom was indeed bare. Satsu's fingers were dragging her black silk underwear away from her ass as slowly as he wanted. She groaned fitfully as they peeled away from her dripping center. The lace had practically melted into her skin because of him.

"Oh fuck," Katie breathed. Her chest was heaving and her breasts yearned to be touched. Her arms were her only supports as she attempted to keep herself propped up against the counter. Satsu's mouth was still wrecking havoc on her neck. He was kissing her collar and nipping at her throat. She was quite sure that her entire body was a bright, cherry, red. Her cheeks were scarlet and as such her mind was sizzling with the intense heat. She groaned and leaned forward.

The result was catalytic.

The cold counter top against the heat of her throbbing pussy was far too much for her to bear. She let out a sharp cry that echoed throughout his apartment. His mouth shot up from her neck and Katie's hands clamed onto his shoulders. Her body was quivering under the intensity of what was happening to her. She could feel him, hot and ready, against her bare self. He was pressing agonizingly through his clothes and she wanted to let him find some sort of release. She wanted release. She wanted to be pummeled into harder and faster than she had even experienced in her life. She wanted him. She wasn't going to push him away this time. She didn't think she could.

"Oh God Satsu," she groaned. She couldn't help but curve her spine and push her breasts into his chest. Her nipples were pebbles against his solid walls of muscle but his hands didn't leave their places on her thighs. He was stroking her, readying her, pulling her closer to him.
Her hands curled into claws and she raked her nails down his body until her fingers found what they had touched only moments ago. She gasped when she felt him again but this time around her sounds were swallowed by yet another erotic kiss. He was even larger than he had been a few moments ago—if that was even possible. Both of Katie's hands fondled him with more urgency than before. His kiss became harder and more desperate as she felt his control beginning to weaken.

Her nails raked down the tent of his pants and she felt him shake dangerously. His hands were sliding down her thighs, in towards the center, moving closer and closer to the place she wanted to be touched. She could feel his fingers tickling her dripping bed of curls. He brushed the outside of her center and she jerked hungrily against him.

Meanwhile her fingers were doing their own desperate searching. She gasped and moaned against his mouth, her breasts were striving against his chest, and her nails were busy tearing off his belt, ripping open his pants, and setting free what she wanted embedded so deeply inside of her.

Trembling, she reached down and gripped him. Her entire hand wrapped around his length, stroking him diligently and with obvious purpose. She tested him, felt him ready and wet at the tip; she gripped him and felt him pulsating for her.
He jerked his mouth away from hers and she felt his intensely amber eyes pierce her hazy violet ones. His head was jerking back and forth in slight but intense disagreement. She frowned hard but he only pulled his mouth into a sloppy grin and bent next to her ear. His next statement not only made Katie long for his clearly functioning thought patterns but also for his darkly whispered promise to come true. His hot breath flowed past her ear and teased the delicate hairs of her nape. Katie's body reacted and her grip on him tightened even more.
His deliciously steaming breath cascaded down the side of her throat and Katie moaned softly. His hands slid between her legs and she gasped when his digging fingers pried her legs away from each other even further. Her body hummed when she felt his fingers graze over her pussy.

His head was now level with her breasts. Her fuzzy brain wondered how he had gotten there but she was more focused on his inquisitive fingers than his head. She could still feel his searing breath against her body. It was seeping through her thin clothes and spreading over her skin. She felt like she was on fire.

She could no longer see his head in front of her. Hairs from his head were no longer tickling her chin and she looked around blearily to see where he had gone.

It wasn't until she felt the intrusion of a slender, wet, teasingly erotic tongue into the place that was throbbing the hardest that she knew what was going on. Katie's head was thrown back and her mouth opened wide. Her eyes were closed and her legs were clamped around Satsu's head buried between her thighs.

"Oh… g-god Sat-su!" Katie cried. Her hands surged forward to grip his hair; she wound her fingers around the flaming orange and scraped her nails against his scalp. If he experienced any discomfort he sure as hell didn't show it. His tongue was too busy making a leisurely exploration of her slick and intimate sex. He tasted her up and down, probing gently into her but withdrawing before her pleasure came to an end. She gasped hard and jerked herself further onto him. Pressing herself hard and hot against his talented tongue. She groaned when she felt his lips clamp onto her clit and suck. This was more than she had ever experienced. He tilted his head and she whimpered when his tongue pushed hard into her.

The string of expletives that formed in her mouth were never released. Her tongue choked them back into her mouth before she could even get them out. She felt like she was drowning. Satsu's tongue was curling in circles around her tightly wound pussy and his teeth were nipping and biting at her clit. His fingers were brushing against her and alternately pushing inside of her. He was driving his tongue and his fingers so far into her. She couldn't think, she could barely breathe, her body was in flames and her mind was spinning out of control.

"Oh… g-god!" She cried and she felt her insides collapse with a force unlike anything she had ever felt before. Her muscles clenched hard around Satsu's fingers and tongue and she flowed beneath him like an orgasmic river. His tongue lapped at everything. She shivered hard and his fingers pummeled into her still. His lips clasped over her numb clit and suckled diligently.

Only when every drop of her had been swept up by his tongue did he finally raise his head. Her hands stayed fastened in his hair as he slowly came up. His eyes bored into hers and she bit her lip hard when she saw what was in his gaze. Heady desire, glazed by passion, shined into her face.

She jerked his head towards hers and forced his mouth back onto hers. He groaned and wrapped his arms around her back as he kissed her back. Her mouth opened to him and she shuddered when she tasted her own juices on his tongue. She grunted hard and shoved herself against him. Her pelvis smashed against his and his length pushed hard into the side of her thigh. She groaned and one of his hands wove up to her chest. His fingers hungrily groped her breast and she yelped.

His mouth was feasting hard on hers and his hand was pushing away the strap on her top. Katie couldn't wait for that. She couldn't wait for him to full undress her or for her to do the same to him. He had already pleasured her and now she wanted him to have the same kind of release. She wanted him inside of her. She wanted more.

Her hand reached down from his hair and went straight for his cock. Her hand gripped him tightly and she brought his rigid member from the side of her thigh to right in front of her. His mouth ripped off of hers in a startled gasp. Katie's hand guided him as she pulled the tip of him over her hot and slick opening.

"Shit," he breathed and Katie took that as a sign of consent. Without further ado she slid forward on the counter and pushed his huge cock into her. She groaned hard at the intrusion and briefly took a moment to thank the gods for bestowing such an enormous blessing onto Satsu Mori. Her head dropped back and his hands moved down to her ass to bring her even further forward. She whimpered and sighed when he stilled inside of her. She could feel him, in all of his glory, pulsating and throbbing and pushing against her cervix and her inner walls.
Inaudible words were coming from his mouth and she gasped when he buried his head into the crook of her neck. His lips were moving against her skin, forming words that had no meaning, saying things she couldn't comprehend, sending tingles like she had never felt before down her spine.

"O-oh… fuck," Katie crooned, nearly having an orgasm just from him being encased within her. "Satsu." She pleaded. Her hands moved to wind around his back and his shoulders. She pushed herself closer to him. She had to feel him everywhere.
What occurred next was only a blur of mind-numbing pleasure. Satsu pulled away from her only to slam back in so hard that Katie's shrill scream of enjoyment echoed on Satsu's walls. Satsu's body moved again and again, slowly gaining speed until Katie was clinging to him and begging for release. His hands gripped her buttocks tightly as his pelvis thrust into her. His teeth bit into her neck and her nails dug intensely into his scalp. Sweat poured off of his forehead when she began to thrust up in response. Her hips met his halfway and the sensation was mind-blowing.

Katie could feel herself ready to explode, the pressure was building up again so hard that she could barely contain herself. Satsu was almost there as well. She could hear it in the small wheezes and shuddering grunts that were escaping his mouth. Desperately, she dragged her head back to his and shoved her lips onto his. Their kiss was fierce and hot; both fought for dominance as their bodies oscillated against the kitchen counter. Utensils clattered to the floor and food continued burning as Satsu and Katie competed to see who would come first.
Katie's body was sent into cartwheels as her pussy spasmed. Her orgasm hit her so hard that her eyes rolled into the back of her head. The sensation of Satsu thrusting in and out of her while she gripped him hard and hot was overwhelming. Not a moment later, a choked, gasping, sound echoed from Satsu's throat. She felt warm and sticky liquid fill her insides and slide down her thighs. Her mouth had to be wretched from Satsu's just so she might be able to breathe. Her chest heaved with the effort and her body tingled with the after-effects of what had just happened.

Sweat slid down her temples and her breasts as she sat on the countertop, panting, blinking, and clutching Satsu. He seemed to be having difficulty just standing up properly. His body was heavy and solid against her. His head was cradled between her shoulder and neck, his breathing was labored, and his lips were lazily grazing her exposed skin.

They stayed that way, listening to each others breathing and attempting to control their frantic heartbeats, for a while. Satsu was still lodged inside of her and—to his credit—he sure as hell wasn't getting any smaller.

Katie swallowed heavily and tried to ease the ever-loving panic that was now settling inside of her stomach.
Oh god, she thought traumatically, if I thought that one kiss complicated things then I can't even imagine what this'll do.
Before she could think of anything else, her body jolted slightly when she felt Satsu slide himself out of her. She had to bite her lips so a moan wouldn't escape from her mouth. He slowly brought his head up to hers and Katie got a chance to look into those bright and heady amber eyes. They were unreadable, but then again, that was no surprise. A frown creased his forehead but it wasn't like the other frowns she had come to know. His face was somewhat peaceful, to say the least.

Katie leaned her head forward to rest against his. Her breathing was a bit more controlled than before but his was beginning to pick up again. Katie glanced into his eyes and balked at the unheeded desire that was still burning inside of them.
Katie's breathing grew harder the longer he stared. She gulped and felt her body trembling softly.
She could see what he wanted. It was there, plain as day…
More sex.

He wanted to continue this little fiasco until their energies were completely spent. Katie would have objected to such a glower in his eyes but…

But she wanted it again too. Badly.

Katie's mind spun as she considered what she could—should—do.

They had already had sex so their business relationship was ruined from this point on. She didn't really see why they couldn't have sex again since they couldn't possibly decimate their twisted working relationship any further than they already had. What harm would it do them right now?

She hadn't had sex in so long and now it felt so good. She really wanted to feel him again. She wanted to fuck him six ways from Sunday. She wanted to be on top and underneath and maybe in front with him coming at her from behind.

Her skin began to hum again as she thought of the ways they could use each other's bodies tonight. She could have sex, she could give him sex, and then she could leave in the morning and just forget it ever happened.

Like hibernating, she thought, I'll stock up on sex before going back to being relatively celibate.

Katie's hands began to run up and down his arms, which were still encased in a long-sleeved shirt. His eyes were beginning to glow in the cool light of the kitchen. Still looking him straight in the eye, she reached over to the other side of the countertop and grappled for her purse. His gaze flickered over to hers and she swallowed hard when his hands rose to start massaging her hips.

She pulled out her cell phone and gripped it in her hand as she gingerly slid down from the counter where she had just had sex. Just the thought of what happened here made her mind and her face flush with heat. She took several deep breaths, attempting to steady her breathing as her feet found steady solace on the ground. With one final look into Satsu's burning eyes, she turned around and rested her elbows on the top.

Behind her, Satsu sucked in a strangled breath but she felt the cloth of her dress slide back over her skin. Just as well too. She knew that presenting her ass to him like this might be a risk. What if he decided to fuck her again before she did what she needed to do? Oh well, she needed a bit of quiet.

She flipped open her cell phone and dialed information. She cleared her throat and hoped it didn't squeak when she spoke.
"Fleur restaurant, please."

She felt Satsu head come down beside of hers. He began to trace his lips up and down her throat and nibble on her distended ear lobe.
Katie heaved a shuddering breath and pushed her ass against him. She could already feel his erection against her. Oh Christ it felt good. He wasn't lying about that refractory period of his. Five minutes was nothing to him.
"Fleur restaurant, how may I help you?" The snooty voice on the other end of the line asked.
"Yes," Katie began, her voice was actually quite clear, considering how Satsu's mouth was still working hard on her throat and his erection was pressing enormously between her ass cheeks. "I'd like to speak to Tim Edle please; I was supposed to have dinner with him tonight."
"One moment ma'am."

Satsu's hand slipped under her dress and between her legs. Right to that place where she was wet and hot and ready for another go. He slid one finger inside of her and began to pump her. It took all of her self control not to start moaning like a whore on the telephone.
"Hello, Tim Edle speaking."

"Tim," Katie said, fighting diligently to keep her voice steady, "This is Katie Tay, we were supposed to meet for dinner."
"Supposed to?"

Oh Lord, he actually sounded disappointed. Who gives a fuck? Katie thought haphazardly as she ground herself against Satsu's fingers. She was having sex! She shouldn't feel bad about standing up some other guy if he was having actual, honest-to-God, hot, sweaty, unbelievable, sex.
"I'm sorry," she lied, "But something happened with my friend and her wedding plans, you know Tara, the one who—" Satsu bit down on her pulse… hard, "Got us together?" Katie ended up squeaking out the last part.

"Yes?"

"There's been an emergency and I really need to see her for s-some g-g-girl t-time." Satsu's thumb was teasing her clit while two of his other fingers were slowly—ever so fucking slowly—pumping into her.

"Oh… well, that's too bad. I guess we'll just reschedule then. How about—"

"Tim," Katie interrupted before he could get the words out, "How about I just call you?" She kept it short and sweet, it was all she could actually do at this point.

"Sure… you go be with your friend." He said, doubt and disappointment evident in his tone.

Katie didn't care. She was coming. She was really, fucking, coming, on Satsu's hand… his fingers… she was coming.

"Okay, bye," she gasped and clicked the phone shut just in time to place her hand in her mouth, squeeze her eyes, shut, and scream at what she was feeling.

She rode the waves of her orgasm until she was boneless against the counter. Satsu's erection was pressing into her even harder than she had ever imagined before. She swallowed and felt him pull her up, spin her around, and press her to his chest.

He lowered his mouth to her ear and whispered, "I told you that you wouldn't leave this apartment tonight."

Katie's head shot up and she glared at him. "Just shut up." She growled, right before she threw herself on him, and kissed him.
Satsu only smiled into her kiss before flipping off all of the stove switches and stumbling towards his bedroom.