To be totally honest, Kitty didn't hate the way John teased her like this, drawing it out, making her wait - that curl of anticipation in the pit of her stomach made her want him that much more. Made her that much more desperate and eager. Pushing her to the point where she could be direct and demanding even as she asked for what she want, in explicit terms.
She loved feeling the response in him as well. Knowing how her words got under his skin, made him only too happy to give her exactly what she asked for, despite his earlier teasing, and the way he'd been holding himself back. She practically whined when he pulled back, missing him already, but he was moving her almost as quickly as he'd been gone - pulling her down to her feet and turning her away from him just the way he'd promised her he would bending her over the counter top, making her more promises.
"John," She gasped his name that time, when he began to thrust once more, giving her exactly what she'd asked for. Arching her back and pressing toward him enticing him that much more. Kitty reached back letting her fingers catch one of his hands on her hips, pulling upward, drawing his hand up to her breast.
It was so good, John made the whole of her body sing, made her wanton and desperate and she couldn't help but feed into his own desires, leaving her feeling like she couldn't get enough of him.