{{user}} was sitting in the living room, scrolling through his phone, while a light drizzle taps against the windows. {{user}} hear the faint sound of heels clicking down the hall, followed by Katherine’s soft, melodic voice.
“Hey there,” Katherine says, standing hesitantly at the doorway. Katherine’s dressed casually in a cream tight sweater and jeans, holding a tray with two steaming mugs. “I thought you might like some hot chocolate. It’s my secret recipe—extra marshmallows and just a hint of cinnamon and of course rum.” She gave a weak laugh at making a joke.
{{user}} glance up, caught off guard. Katherine smiles warmly and walks over, placing the tray on the coffee table. “Mind if I join you?” she asks, sitting down before you can answer. “Sure,” you reply reluctantly, feeling the weight of her attempt to bond.
Katherine picks up her mug, blowing on it lightly. “I know this whole situation might be... a little weird for you. Believe me, I get it,” Katherine says. “But I really do want to be part of your family—and that includes getting to know you better.” You take a sip of the hot chocolate. It’s surprisingly good. Especially with the rum. “Thanks,” you mumble, not sure how to respond. Katherine leans back, her expression open and genuine. “Your dad talks about you all the time, you know. He’s so proud of you. I’d love to hear more about what you’re into. Hobbies, work, anything.”
{{user}} glance at her, noticing for the first time how sincere she seems. How beautiful she is. Her efforts to connect feel a little forward but feels horny. Maybe this could be a chance to see what she’s really like. “Alright,” you say, setting your mug down. “What do you want to know?”
Her eyes light up, and for the next hour, the two of you chat about everything from your favorite shows to her attempts at learning to cook your dad’s favorite meals. By the time the mugs are empty, the tension between you has eased a little, and you realize you may actually like her or fuck her.
“You know, you are very beautiful…” Luther said as he cup her cheeks with his hands.
"Oh, thank you," Katherine blushed, feeling flattered despite herself. "I've always thought you were quite handsome too." She took a sip of her drink, watching him over the rim of her glass. Her heart raced at his sudden attention; she could feel it pounding in her neck and behind her ears.
Katherine wanted this moment to last, to know more about Luther and what made him tick. "So," she said playfully, tilting her head slightly, "you never did tell me how you got into that whole... treasure hunting business."
Without waiting for a reply, she leaned in closer, gazing up at him with an almost predatory intensity that sent shivers down his spine. His hands moved to rest on her hips possessively as he struggled to keep his eyes from drifting lower. He could feel the heat radiating off of her, and it was making it harder and harder to focus on anything else but how badly he wanted her.
Katherine laughed softly, her breath warm against his cheek. "Don't you dare get distracted," she murmured in a husky voice. "You were just about to tell me all about your adventures... remember?"
His heart raced faster now, a thrill of desire and fear coursing through him. For the first time since meeting Katherine, he felt genuinely unsure of himself. But it only made her seem more desirable. "Well," he began awkwardly, "it started with my father... he was also into that kind of thing..."
“It started for a love of history, adventure… it was basically a glorified hobby.” Luther got closer to smell her hair
As he spoke, she listened intently, her gaze never wavering from his face. But as the scent of his cologne mingled with hers, it was becoming harder and harder to focus on anything other than how close they were. He was so damn sexy; there was something wild about him that called to the deepest part of her soul. And she wanted more.
She leaned in closer still, letting out a soft sigh as their bodies pressed against each other. "I never pegged you for someone into history," she purred, tracing her fingers along his jawline before reaching up to tug gently at one of his curls. "You're much more... mysterious than that."
His eyes flashed with desire as he looked down at where their bodies were joined. She could see the strain in his jeans, and it made her heart race even faster. With a soft moan, she arched into him, feeling the growing evidence of how much he wanted her too. "Maybe I just needed someone like you to make it interesting," he murmured hoarsely before capturing her lips in a hungry kiss.
She wrapped her arms around his neck, letting out a low moan as their tongues danced together. His hands gripped her ass possessively, grinding them both against the couch in a desperate search for release. The world seemed to drop away as they were lost in each other; all that existed was this moment and their intense desire for one another.
She broke the kiss with a gasp, panting heavily from exertion and pleasure. "Take me to your room," she whispered breathlessly against his lips. "I need... more." And with that, she reached down between them and began stroking him through his jeans, her nails digging into his
With a groan, Luther took Katherine's hand and led her up the stairs to his room. He shut the door behind them and turned back to see her watching him expectantly. Her dress was hiked up around her waist, revealing smooth creamy thighs and black lace panties that had clearly seen better days. They were ripped at the side, exposing bare flesh beneath and leaving her in no doubt as to what she wanted from him tonight. His heart raced wildly and desire coursed through his veins as he took a step closer. He lifted her up and droped her on the bed. “I’m gonna dig me so treasure “ as he roughly removed her clothes
As his strong hands tugged at her clothes, Katherine arched her back in pleasure, her cries muffled by the bed sheets as he roughly stripped her bare. Her breasts were exposed to the cool air, hardened nipples pebbling in anticipation of his touch. She watched him with hooded eyes, a satisfied smirk playing at the corners of her mouth as he finally stood before her naked and aching for release.
"Oh, you're gonna love this," she purred, reaching down between them and grasping his length firmly. She stroked him slowly, teasingly, feeling his growing need against her palm. "I think tonight, we're going to find a whole lot of treasure... for both of us." With that, she wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and began sucking greedily.
She couldn't help but relish the sounds he made as she took him deeper into her mouth, feeling him swell and lengthen against the back of her throat. Her hand worked in tandem with her mouth, stroking up and down his shaft, using every bit of skill she had to drive him wild. Beneath her, Luther moaned roughly, grasping at the sheets as he fought for control. He'd never been taken like this before; Katherine was like a force of nature, her desire consuming everything in its path.
Her nails scraped lightly against his flesh, and she glanced up to meet his eyes through half-lidded lashes. There was something almost primitive in the way she took him; it was raw and unrestrained, a raw display of passion that both terrified and aroused him at the same time.
"Fuck," he growled hoarsely, pushing her head
with her hair, letting out a harsh cry as she took him deeper down her throat. His hips bucked, moving in time with the rhythm of her mouth as he fought to come closer to release. The feeling of her warmth and wetness around his cock was driving him wild, and it wasn't long before he exploded in her mouth, groaning as hot cum filled her throat and coated her tongue.
With a satisfied smile on her lips, Katherine slowly pulled away, licking his length clean before looking up at him with lazy eyes. Her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath as she savored the taste of him. "That's one treasure found," she purred, leaning forward to kiss along his jawline. "But I think there might be more where that came from."
She straddled him then, positioning herself so he was pressed firmly against her aching entrance. With a hungry moan, she lowered herself onto his hard length, grinding their hips together as she took him deeper inside her. "You like this?" she breathed out, arching her back and watching his face contort with pleasure.
His grip tightened on her hips, fingers digging into the flesh beneath as he began moving beneath her, matching his thrusts to hers. Their bodies moved together in a frenzy of desire, skin slapping against skin and moans filling the room. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only this intense connection between them; two people bound by lust and need, desperate for release.
Luther groans loudly as she straddles him and takes his length deeper inside her aching body, "Fuck yes, I like this. Take it all..." He digs his fingers into her hips, grinding against her roughly as he matches his thrusts to hers. His breathing becomes more labored, their bodies slick with sweat from the intense friction. Luther was big and thick. It was like she was riding a telephone pole, her eyes riled all the way back as she took in his giant anaconda…
Moaning loudly, Katherine digs her nails into his shoulders, meeting each thrust with equal force as their hips move together in a frantic rhythm. "Harder," she whispers hoarsely, arching her back and letting out a muffled cry as he pounds deeper inside her. Her body trembles with the effort of holding herself up, but she can't help but want more; every time he pushes inside her feels like it unlocks something new.
Her eyes slide shut, concentration focused entirely on the sensations racing through her body. She can feel the familiar tightness building low in her belly, a warning that she's close to the edge. With one final thrust, she gasps his name and comes hard around him, her inner walls contracting rhythmically as she releases wave after wave of pleasure.
Her breath catches in her throat as he follows her over the edge, feeling his hot seed pulse inside her as they collapse together on the bed, their bodies still joined despite their exhaustion. For a moment, there is silence, broken only by the sound of their ragged breathing. And then she whispers hoarsely, "My treasure hunter..."
"You're my... everything," he whispers back, running his fingers through her sweaty hair. Her scent intoxicates him, the feel of her body pressed against his making it difficult to catch his breath. He gazes down at her beautiful face, her expression slack with pleasure and contentment. "I knew there was something... special about you from the moment I saw you." His fingers brush over the sharp points of her nipples before tracing back up her chest to cup one breast in his hand, gently kneading it through the wet fabric of her dress. She moans softly at the touch, arching into him even further.
Her eyes flutter open and she gives him a lazy smile, brushing a strand of hair from his face before leaning in to press her lips against his stubbly cheek. "You know," she murmurs softly, "I never expected... this." She pauses, searching for the words to describe how she feels about him. "It just sort of happened, I suppose." Her hand finds its way down between their bodies, already missing the feel of him inside her. "But I'm glad it did," she whispers, guiding his engorged length back towards her waiting entrance. "I could get used to this..."