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Kat hit the doorbell a second time. Where was Jason? He'd asked her and Tommy to stop by at 4:00; however, Tommy had gotten held up with a class, so she had come on ahead by herself. Checking her watch, she found that it was just 3:45. She was a little early, but Jason still should have been home if he was expecting company. Finally, she heard someone unlocking the door.
"Hey, Jason, I'm...oh!" Kat's hand flew to her mouth when she realized that she must have gotten him out of the shower. Water trickled down from Jason's dark hair and trailed down the length of his... incredibly cut body. A breath caught in her throat. She knew Jason was well built, but she never dreamed he was this gorgeous!
"You're a little early," Jason remarked. When Kat didn't reply, he prompted, "Kat?"
"Hm? Oh, I'm sorry," she murmured, flushing guiltily. She had gotten caught up in watching a droplet of water as it made its way down his throat to his chest, sliding lazily over his smooth, broad pecs.
"Come in; I was done with the shower anyway. Just let me get dressed...." Jason said as he ushered her inside. Kat noticed that he had thrown on a pair of bike shorts that hugged every ripple of muscle --and one very interesting bulge.
_If I'd known Jason was this yummy...._ Kat felt her hormone levels skyrocket off the chart, and she wondered if Jason was feeling the hormonal side effects of having the Gold Ranger Powers yet. She knew she was at the moment!
"Where's Tommy?" Jason wondered. When she didn't answer him, he prompted again, "Kat, are you okay?"
She blushed at having been caught with her mind --and her eyes-- wandering. "I'm fine; Tommy will be here in a little while."
"All right, but you're sure you're okay? You look a little flushed --like you're overheated or something."
"I am a little warm," she confessed, biting back a secret smile, knowing that her condition had nothing to do with the weather. Warm --ha! She was hot... and getting hotter as she followed Jason into the kitchen. The way his body moved under those shorts....
"How about something to drink while you're waiting for me to finish up?" he offered.
"All right."
Kat leaned against the table as Jason bent over to peer into the refrigerator. She bit down on her index finger knuckle to keep from moaning out loud. Oh, how she wanted to run her hands over Jason's tight ass!
She drew her finger out of her mouth and slowly trailed it down her throat to the collar of her silky blouse. Her eyes never strayed from Jason's muscular body as her finger continued its southward journey, drifting down between her breasts. Kat felt her nipples straining against her clothing in their eagerness to be touched. The urge to peel Jason's shorts down and take him into her mouth was nigh overpowering.
Her fingers left the facing of her shirt to wander across the swell of her breast in a vain attempt to relieve the throbbing hardness of her nipples. Eyes closed, she sucked in a sharp breath as her own touch sent a fiery bolt shooting straight to her pussy.
"...um... Kat...?" Jason gulped.
She opened her eyes to find him regarding her from across the room with a mixture of surprise and lustful interest in his eyes. Kat smiled slowly, seductively. She wanted Jason. Now. She wanted him to come and take her... and she knew how to bring him to her.
She hopped up onto the kitchen table, her short skirt riding high on her thighs as she crossed her legs. Sky blue eyes locked onto mysterious dark ones and refused to let go. Her tongue skimmed lightly over her teeth as she gave him a come-hither smile. He hadn't seen her yet in the throes of a hormone spike; all he knew her as was sweet, mild, demure Katherine Hillard. However, there was a reason Rocky had taken to calling her 'WildKat.'
Jason's eyes widened, and she noticed a stirring in his shorts as she stroked herself again --her hand gliding up her thigh, pushing her skirt even higher. She teasingly fluttered her fingers over the crotch of her panties before working her way up to her shirttail. Very deliberately, she undid the bottom button. Detecting a quickening in his breathing, she unfastened the next, and the next. She felt her eyelids growing heavy with her own desires; lust burned bright in her eyes and quirked her lips into a hungry smile. Her breath was raspy and harsh; her body demanded to be touched.
Jason wasn't close enough yet --though he had taken a couple of steps towards her-- so she indulged herself. Purposefully, she sucked a finger into her mouth and made a lavish display of caressing it with her lips and tongue. _Oh, yes, this is exactly what I want to do to your cock!_
She drew a wet trail down her throat and worked her fingers down to where the top two buttons still held her blouse closed. Grinning wickedly, she grasped the two sides of her garment and ripped it open. She gasped with the thrill of baring herself to Jason's avid gaze, and he moaned in appreciation. Kat let the satiny pink fabric slide down her shoulders and arms in a sensuous caress, leaving her with nothing but a lacy bra to shield her heaving breasts from Jason's hungry eyes.
She enjoyed teasing Jason like this; there was something utterly delicious in displaying and playing with herself for him, knowing she had him just where she wanted him. She was so hot! Her panties were soaked through, and her hips thrust in search of contact to ease the throbbing heat of her pussy. She obliged for a moment, squeezing her thighs closed around her hand as her fingers slipped under her panties. Then, her hands were on the move again, reaching up to cup and gently squeeze her mounds. The friction of her nipples surging against the stiff lace was maddening. Jason's eyes followed her every move as her fingers traced the outline of her lingerie, gliding across a soft, pale swell, dipping into the valley of her bosom then up the next. She slipped a finger under the concealing fabric to toy with her achingly hard nipples. Jason had taken a few more steps closer. His imprisoned dick was rock hard and fully erect. He swallowed hard, mesmerized by her provocative movements. She imagined he was all but salivating with the urge to touch and taste her.
"What do you want, Jason?" she purred, continuing to caress herself.
"I want to see your tits," he answered, his voice husky with need.
A shiver shuddered through her at his coarse words; she loved it when guys talked dirty during sex! With an oh-so-naughty smile, Kat reached in and lifted her breasts from the confining cups. She all but moaned as the cool air of the kitchen licked at her hot, hard knots. Her fingers closed over the rosy buds in a delicious pinch, pulling a low rumble from deep in her throat.
"Oh, man," Jason moaned, echoing her own sighs as she wet her fingers and traced them around the dusky pink centers.
"Care for a taste?" Kat offered, licking her lips slowly.
It was too much for Jason to withstand. Kat leaned back, shaking golden wisps of hair out of her eyes, thrusting her perky breasts forward, as Jason stepped between her spread legs and pressed his hips tight against the apex of her thighs, accepting her invitation.
"Mmm!" they both sighed as his lips closed around a nipple. Jason's arms went around her, drawing her closer, causing her hips to grind into his. With Jason supporting her, Kat reached back to undo and discard her bra.
"Y-yes!" she gasped, delighting in the way he bit just hard enough to excite but not hurt then soothe the throbbing bud with his tongue. It sent tingles shooting straight to her clit then all through her body. Her hands grabbed Jason's waist as she ground out her need against his hardness.
Jason eased her back on the table. When she could no longer reach his hips, she pressed his face deeper into her tits. His hands moved between their bodies, undoing the buttons down the front of her skirt. Once that was out of the way, he tore her flimsy panties off, completely stripping her. His finger then found their way across the hot, moist folds of her sex ... searching ... finding her stiff button....
"Fuck me!" she shouted. She didn't care how much she wanted to suck his cock; she had to have it inside her.
"My thoughts exactly, Ms. Hillard," he rumbled, grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head.
"I like the way you think, Mr. Scott," she panted as her body arched more fully against his. His mouth covered hers in a savage kiss --tongues dueling, teeth nipping. She tried to pull out of his grasp as his mouth on her neck made her writhe beneath him. He released her hands, but his gaze commanded her not to move. She had no intention of moving as she watched Jason slowly peel off his shorts and his magnificent cock sprang free. Hard, long, and thick --just like she liked them!
Jason clambered onto the table, hovering over her. His finger dug deep into her ass cheeks as he raised her hips and spread her legs wider.
"Fuck me!" Kat growled again. She shrieked with delight as his shaft slammed hard into her hungry pussy.
"You are a wild woman!" Jason groaned as her fingernails bit into his back.
"And you love it," she returned as she pulled him closer so she could plunder his mouth again. Speech became impossible as Jason's rod drove relentlessly into her cunt. Their frenetic rocking had the table creaking and groaning under them --not that they would have noticed if it had collapsed.
"Harder!" Kat urged, thrusting her hips against him with as much enthusiasm as he plunged his dick into her. "Deeper ... ram your rod into me!"
Jason was hitting all the right spots; Kat felt the tidal wave surging through every fiber of her body. Her lover continued to pound her with abandon. Harder ... faster.... So close ... she felt the wave thundering to shore ... cresting ... crashing....
Kat screamed; her senses careening out of control as her body bucked and writhed in the most powerful orgasm she had ever had. Her legs locked around Jason's waist, and her nails left red tracks down his back. She was still quaking with the after shocks when Jason's fire erupted into her. His shout rivaled hers as he pumped his come inside her.
They rode their pleasure out long and loud, until they both collapsed on the polished wood --sweaty, exhausted, but hardly satiated.
"Mm, I can hardly wait for seconds," Kat purred, trading still-hungry kisses with Jason as her hand sought out his semi-hard cock. "I want to know if you taste as good as you fuck."
"Same here, but how about we take this someplace a little more comfortable --say, my bed?" Jason suggested, sliding a finger into Kat's pussy then popping the come-covered digit into his mouth. The gesture made her shiver with delight.
"Why?" she wondered, licking her lips as she eyed his cock hungrily. "My mum always said the only proper place to eat a meal was at the dinner table."