They made their way back to the bedroom, but by then, Selina wasn't in the mood to play the submissive anymore. She surprised Dick with a judo-flip, tossing him onto the bed, and then padded after him on all fours, on top of his supine body.
"You look like you could use some help with that," she cooed, running her hand down Dick's chest and stopping with it wrapped around his stiff erection. "You've got it nice and clean for my dirty little cunt."
The phallus pulsed in her fingers, so hard it was straining at the leash. She leaned down and brushed her pointed nipples across Dick's chest, feeling his member swell in her hand at the sparking contact of their bodies.
Dick reached up to her, grabbing handfuls of her softly quivering breasts. His eyes drifted shut as his fingers played, Selina's flesh warm and lively to the touch.
"If you were just gonna jerk me off, you should've done it in the shower," he playfully chided her. "Easier to clean up."
Selina slid her wet skin off of Dick's touch and mounted him, holding his cock between her coiled thighs, grinning lewdly with the beating of its passion trapped against her tender flesh.
"I bet I know where you'd like that to go," she said, toying with him by twisting her hips from side to side, working his pole this way and that. "I don't know if I'll let you in, though. Don't you know cats don't take showers? You need to give them a bath. And my pussy's just dying to feel that tongue of yours..."
Dick laughed. Fleetingly, it occurred to him that Selina might be playing coy with him--wanting him to overpower her, to ravish her, and that she would toy with him until he gave her what she really wanted.
But no. That seemed like something that, if it were to happen, would happen between her and Bruce. She had to want
this
from him. A man who was flexible enough to let her into the driver's seat. He'd shown her he could take charge. Now he had to show her that he didn't
have to
be in charge.
But he wasn't a pushover. He'd give her what she wanted, in his own way. Dick rolled Selina onto her back, tangling her in the scattered sheets. She happily wound them around herself as she trembled lustfully.
Selina knew he'd give into her. She just didn't know what that would feel like. Her eyes glowed and she lifted her arms up to Dick hungrily.
He started at her lips, but only allowed himself a small taste of them before he worked his way downward. He used only his own lips, sucking softly on whatever smidgen of her skin caught his intrigue. Leaving a trail of wet hickeys down her smooth porcelain skin. He kissed a fierce red into the hollow of her throat and inched slowly away, moving along the lines of her clavicle and then up the glorious swell of her breasts.
"
Ohhh!"
she sighed, her body quivering with the heat of the fire lighting inside her. She loved how Dick's wet little suctions reverberated through her tensed physique.
Selina trembled with blooms of heat when his lips closed around a hardened nipple--then let out a shuddering moan as he slurped away at it, chewing and sucking, not stopping until her whole body was shaking.
As focused as he was on Selina's gloriously pleasured reactions, Dick could not ignore his own reaction. His balls were swelling up, his cock jerking wildly. Every touch and taste of Selina's body was only prelude to the crescendo of being inside her. Anticipation of that made his prick ache urgently.
But he wasn't going to fulfill his desires just yet. He wanted to work Selina into putty in his hand, far past the point of no return, before the demand of his own stiff prick was answered. Then, when she was absolutely ecstatic, and only then would he feel it was time to indulge himself.
Most men would kill for a night with a woman like Selina Kyle. The least he could do, Dick mused, was make sure she enjoyed it as much as he.
