"Ahhh!" she cries out as their hands and fingers explore every inch of her body. Her back arches off the bed, her hips bucking forward wildly as they take her. "Please," she gasps, "don't stop..." Her nails dig into the skin of the men around her, leaving tiny trails of blood in their wake as she begs for more pleasure.

Her fingers still move frantically on herself, desperate for release as they use her body for their own pleasure. "I want to see it,"

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their hands continue to touch her. "All of them," she moans, arching her back even more as they take her. Her fingers still move on herself, searching for the perfect pressure as her body is used by these three men. "I want all of you... inside me."

Her eyes meet Héctor's across the room and she sees the challenge in his gaze. "But," she whispers, "you have to make me..."

Tentatively at first, she begins to dance for him. Her movements are slow and sensual, her hips swaying gracefully as she circles around the room. She knows just how to move to make his heart race, and it doesn't take long before she sees the effect she has on him.

Her confidence grows with each passing moment, and soon she's dancing closer to him, her body pressing against his. "Like this?" she whispers, their faces so close that she can feel his warm breath caress her cheek. "

Her heart soars at his words, her movements becoming even bolder as she dances for him. She wraps her arms around his neck and grinds her body against his, feeling the growing bulge in his pants as he responds to her touch. Her lips brush against his ear, whispering sweet nothings that send shivers down his spine.

"Do you like this?" she asks breathlessly, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony. "Want more?"

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she tries to regain her composure. She looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, her body still trembling with the aftereffects of her orgasm. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely. "That was... amazing." Her voice trails off as she watches him stand up and step away from her, feeling a pang of disappointment deep in her chest. She longs for him to take her again, to dominate her completely and make her his.

Her heart aches with desire as she listens to the water running in the bathroom. She wants him so badly... maybe if she waits until he's done and then goes up to him, offering herself to him again... No, that wouldn't work. He has to take control; she needs him to dominate her. With a sigh, she leans back against the couch cushions, waiting patiently for Héctor to emerge from the bathroom.

Her fingers dig into his shoulders, her nails scrape against the skin as she feels herself close in on her release. "Don't stop... I need..." She trails off with a moan as he continues to finger her roughly while she brings him closer and closer to the edge with every thrust of her hips and stroke of her feet.

Her breath comes out in sharp gasps now, her body trembling from the effort of holding back as the pleasure builds inside her, threatening to consume her whole. "I'm close... I'm so close..."

The sensation of his hot cum spurting onto her feet sends her over the edge. Her body arches back with a cry as she comes violently, her muscles tensing and releasing in waves of pleasure that ripple through her entire body. With a shuddering breath, she collapses against him, their sweaty bodies pressed tightly together as she tries to catch her breath.

For several long moments, all they can hear is the sound of their ragged breathing and the wet noises coming from their joined limbs.

her desire for him burns too brightly inside her. No matter how much she denies it or tries to ignore it, the truth remains: she needs him. And until he gives in and takes what's his, she'll continue to suffer through these torturous nights of wanting more than anything else in the world...

The following morning, Kate wakes up with a newfound determination. Today, she's going to find a way to make him see how much he needs her just as much as she needs him. She can't keep living like this; the tension between them is tearing her apart.

Carefully selecting an outfit that accentuates her curves and showcases her cleavage, she slips into a pair of form-fitting jeans and a low-cut top that reveals just enough of her stomach to be alluring.

Her body shudders with pleasure as he thrusts deeper inside her. Her fingers dig into his shoulders even harder, gripping tightly as she feels him touching the very depths of her. "Oh... God..." she moans brokenly, arching her back off the floor in pure ecstasy.

Her breath hitches as he begins to thrust harder, the sensation building inside her unbearably. Her fingers dig into his shoulders painfully, leaving marks in their wake as she tries to steady herself against the pleasure coursing through her body. "C-come on..." she gasps, arching her hips up toward him desperately.

"Yes... Fuck..." she whispers hoarsely, tensing as he touches something deep within her.