Exactly The Same

Utter and absolute resolve.

That’s what I feel right now.

And it’s all for her.

Nothing else matters in this moment except the human girl lying naked in my bed.

“I want to fuck you so bad, Kitty-Cat,” I hear myself say, biting on her ear as I whisper the crude, honest words into it. She purrs at the sensation, gasping with every nip I take at the small ring of cartilage. “Are you going to let me, sweetheart? Hmm?”

She’s panting heavily now, her heart racing, threatening to burst out of her. I feel it beating so powerfully against my own chest that I swear it could pass for my own.

Her eyelids flutter under dark, elongated lashes, rising and falling in rapid, twitchy motions. She makes a sound; something between a whimper and a sob. It’s obvious she’s overwhelmed with both the novelty and intensity of the sensations she’s feeling.

And, by God, so am I.