John could sense her displeasure in the pleasure that was being given. Sure he could have just caved and given her exactly what she wanted, but this was also so wonderful. The teasing as much torture for her, was torture for him too. Seeing the feasting desire in her eyes while he held back, to be fair, drove him wild.
Something about being wanted so heavily to make him work harder. Of course, John wanted nothing to give Kitty orgasm after orgasm. She deserved every one she got, and he loved most giving her them.
Keeping her teased and stoking that fire, John nearly died with how she said his name. Just that simple tone made his length twitch in her. While her hands moved around his body to his hips pulling on him, he let her pull him towards her so he slid deeper into her. Just the way she told him to fucker, how to fuck her, and most of all how to leave her after they were finished. With her so close to him as she leaned up, John was happy to listen to each word eagerly. Something with when she got vulgar John couldn't help but obey Kitty. Especially with his entire cock buried in her. Returning the kiss just the slightest, John knew they'd end up in positions like this, possibly in weirder places than a clean facility in her home.
A purr coming from John as he grinned a wicked grin that would have given her all the answer she needed. Alright, she wanted it hard and unable to walk - John would be rude not to oblige her desires. Also his desires. John withdrew from her completely, with an involuntary groan of displeasure, but down to her feet she went as he spun her around to make good on his promise. Once John had Kitty's back to him, he leaned in slightly to whisper in her ear. "Don't worry, babe." He teased as his hands played over her hips. "I will always refuse to leave you unsatisfied." He nipped her earlobe lightly bending her over - with a shift of his frame and guiding himself right back to where he wanted to be giving her the fierce thrusts she desired so bad.