Calling for Greer(Greer) / Private location - Gilded Cage

He held her there for a minute. Let her adjust. Then he started his long and hard strokes again. "That what ya wanted?" His voice was a growl. Low and husky at her back. He reached around so he could flutter his fingers over her button again.

A sharp bark from her sounded as he first moved but soon her face was buried again while her body rocked against him, hearing his words, arching more, and lifting her head to scream "Si." with another stronger tremor through her, again tightening on him.

One hand reached into her hair. Pulled her head back. "Don't bury ya face." He growled it. Then he sped up. He moaned as he continued to slide in and out of her with those long and hard thrusts in her tightest of places.

With her head being held, her could hear the notes, moans, and cries that she had been keeping buried in the pillow. Another shudder through her, while he worked in and out; and there was no mystery that she was loving every moment of it.

Still he continued. He held her head up. Leaned over to bite at her throat. His fingers pinched her button hard when he sped up again. He didn't want to hurt her. But at the same time she felt so good. He was almost pulling all the way out of her before he thrust back in. All the way so that his hips met with hers.

While he held her head up, he was holding her weight, and she just let go of trying to pretend she had any control at this point. She hit a note that shouldn't be possible when he pinched again, her body arching into him, and an intense wave ran through her, her muscles tensing on him as her body seem to keep building towards a release he was taking her too together.

He shivered. But he kept going. Long and hard as he thrust into her. He let her sounds dictate his movement. Continued to press his hips hard against her. His fingers flicked over her button while he growled at her. It was pretty clear he was enjoying himself.

A low growl came from deep in her, barely coherent, "More." arching her back more for him to get deeper into her.

She asked for it. He was still careful. But let some of his natural strength slip through. Let him pound harder into her. Though he did not let the full force of his potence out. He let some slip through. Because she asked for more. He didn't slow down. Then he pinched her button again.

She seem to be able to still take it, a sound of frustration that she couldn't arch more, and another wave ran through all of her, and she gave a cry again as he pinched. "Bite..." with a breath "pinch" and "in, please" while her whole body was again tense an odd silence that seem to be just vibrating for him to hit her just right.

He growled for her. Then did as she asked. His fingers pinched her button sharply. His hips met with hers hard. Then his teeth closed on her shoulder. He gave her a loud groan.

She seem to have reach an apogee when he did as she asked, from her came a sound that was pure, naked that expressed the nirvana flowing through her, the vibrations increased, as the quivering turned into crashes, that were accented by his thrusts, and just a felt growl/purr can be felt from her.

He kept going for a few minutes. Letting her ride the waves that he felt coming from her. Then he slowed down a bit for her. One hand running over her back. The other flicking against her button. The long and slow thrusts continued. Another growl by her ear.

She couldn't talk, she was caught in a most heavenly loop, unable to think, her body responding purely on instinct and wishing he could join her where she was.

He started to shiver not long after she did. He growled against her again. Thrust hard into her. Then he held still while he took his own pleasure from her. He took one hand and petted her gently.

Once he started to pet her, her body went limp, and still a soft rumble purr could be felt more than heard.

He didn't pull away from her. Just turned over to his side. Wrapped one arm around her waist. Still inside of her. He pet her stomach. Then ran his fingers through her hair. "Why did ya hide ya face darlin?" He asked it softly. By her ear.

A soft chuckle, "I can bite the pillow.", looking over at him, and shaking her head.

His brow rose quizzically. "Why bother?"

"It's a nice sensation to bite and it means I don't get the neighbor's complaining, but I am thinking this place really is sound proof." looking at him "Does it bother you?" raising an eyebrow back.

He laughed. "Naw. Not really. I like ya noises darlin."

She laughed "So you like listening to the cat in heat?" with another soft laugh.

He laughed. "Yep. Makes such pretty sounds."

Looking at him "Really?" shaking her head, her eyes looking at him, "You are dangerous." shaking her head.

He laughed. Brushed her hair. Kissed her shoulder. "Why'm I dangerous?"