Her moans fill the room as she feels him deep inside her, filling the void that had been aching for so long. Her fingers dig into his shoulders harder, urging him to move with her, to take what is his and claim it completely. "Fuck me," she whispers hoarsely through gritted teeth, arching her back as he hits a particularly sensitive spot inside of her.

Her hips continue their relentless motion, riding him harder and faster, lost in the sensation of being claimed by her son.

Her cries echo through the room as he drives deeper inside her, claiming what is his and hers. Her body quivers with each thrust, every muscle tensing in anticipation of release. "Oh god," she whispers, feeling the familiar pressure building within her once more. "I'm close..."

Her hips buck wildly against him, grinding against his cock as she tries to find the spot that will send her over the edge. "Fuck me harder,"

I nod slowly. "Okay... I will." There's a long pause before I finally ask, "Do you want to talk about it?" My voice is barely above a whisper, and I can feel my cheeks flushing with shame.

Your firm tone startles me out of my thoughts. "Alright... We don't have to then." I take a deep breath and force myself to look you in the eye. "I just want things to go back to how they were before... You know, if that's possible."

Her grip on his neck tightens as she arches her back again, moaning loudly. "Don't leave me hanging..." She pleads, feeling desperate and needy. Her hand moves faster, rubbing herself against him in a desperate attempt to find release. "Please... I can't take it anymore..."

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels the pressure building inside her once more. Her hips buck upward, grinding against his hands, seeking the contact that will send her over the edge.

Her body arches backward as she cries out in pleasure. Her hands grip his shoulders tightly, nails digging into his skin. "Then make me your whore!" She gasps, her voice hoarse from need and desire. "Do whatever you want to me!" Her hips buck against him, seeking the release that only he can give her.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she feels herself falling apart beneath his touch. "Please..."

With a bright smile on her face, she leans in and kisses him softly on the lips. "I will," she whispers before pulling away, her heart racing with anticipation and desire. "Now, what do you feel like doing?"

Well then... how about we start by finding a nice quiet spot somewhere? Somewhere we can be alone and really explore these feelings between us? I've always wanted to try making love in the woods... don't you think that sounds romantic?

Her breath catches in her throat as he roughly grips her breasts, using them to pleasure himself. The pain from his rough treatment only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through her body, making it impossible for her to resist his touch. Her nipples are pulled and twisted mercilessly, sending jolts of electricity straight to her core as she watches him continue to masturbate over her helpless form.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she's slapped across the face again, the pain intensifying with every slap. Her eyes stay locked on his, pleading for more of his brutal treatment. She moans and writhes beneath him, arching her back to make it easier for him to use her breasts however he sees fit. "I love it," she whispers hoarsely. "Please... I need you..."

"Of course," Kate says quickly, not wanting to push him further away with her eagerness. "We can talk about this more tomorrow." She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully before deciding on something bold. "In the meantime... would you mind if I slept in your room tonight?"

King raises an eyebrow at her question but doesn't object outright. After a moment of hesitation, he nods slowly. "Okay," he says finally.

A surge of triumph runs through Kate as she stands up from the couch. Without another word, she turns around and heads upstairs to his room, her nightgown billowing out behind her like wings. She can feel his eyes on her back the entire time, and it only serves to make her heart race even faster.

Once in his room, Kate climbs into bed beside him, careful not to touch him until he gives her permission.