Oh he was going to be in so much trouble, Kitty told herself and was just about to tell him the very same when he drove himself into her again in that same quick and delectable pace that had the words off her tongue as she gasped in pleasure before he was back to teasing once more as he slowed his pace to a, quite frankly, unacceptable sort of slowness that had her toes curling.
She growled, "As if you haven't-" She was cut off when he pressed his mouth against hers kissing her quiet as he drove himself forward again cutting her off once more before he was teasing her again, just the blunt head of his cock teasing against her now, tempting her.
"John." She said his name once, just the once as her hands moved from his shoulders to his waist pulling him toward her, insistently, eagerly, wantonly. "I want you to fuck me," She said it slowly, enunciating each word carefully, "I want you to fuck me hard, and fast, and just the way you promised me you would, and I want to be left unable to walk by the time we've finished." She shifted herself just a little, enough to press toward him just a bit more. "And if you can do that for me, perhaps we'll be able to try this again in the future."
Kitty kissed him, light and teasing, a small coy smile on her face. "Can you do that for me, John?" She asked, "Please."