They landed in their castle room mid-kiss, with piers' back slammed against the door.
Katherine's hand was already between them, stroking him through the leather of his trousers to feel how thick and hard he'd gotten in seconds.
Piers groaned into her mouth.
But the burning sensation between them both had gone past the point where they had to slow down.
She spun quickly and, planted both hands on the table, while arching her fat ass backwards.
Her short skirt hiked up on its own as Piers shifted her thin panties aside with two fingers.
Then he lined himself up and with hard push of his penis, he was buried deep.
Katherine's head dropped forward. "Ahn fuck… Piers—"
But he didn't pause. Instead he Just gripped her hips and started thrusting, giving her heavy strokes that rocked her whole body forward.
"That's it," he growled in a low rough voice against her ear. "Take it. Take every fucking inch, baby."
