He wasn't wrong. Or lying. She could see it in his eyes, and it excited her even more. She could feel his desire for her as clearly as her own for him. But he wasn't going to give in just yet. His kisses, soft and featherlike at first, became more precise as they trailed lower, exploring her body with reverence and passion.

"You're so beautiful," Phoenix murmured against her skin. "I want to memorize every inch of you."

Catherine's breath hitched at his words. "Phoenix," she whispered, her voice filled with longing.

Phoenix's kisses left a trail of fire on Catherine's skin, claiming her in a way that drove her to the brink of sanity. His touch was both gentle and maddening, teasing and passionate. Every brush of his lips, every caress of his fingers, sent shivers through her body. She arched into his touch, silently begging for more.

"Do you want me to keep going?" he asked with a cocky grin, knowing full well what her answer would be. His fingers traced lazy patterns on her skin, never quite touching where she wanted him most.

Catherine bit her lip, trying to maintain some semblance of control. But the need coursing through her was too strong to deny. "Yes, please," she quickly replied, abandoning any pretense of restraint. "I want you. I need you. Please, Phoenix, don't tease me anymore."

Phoenix's grin widened. "But teasing you is so much fun," he said, his voice playful. "The way you respond to my touch... it's intoxicating."

Slowly, deliberately, Phoenix continued his exploration of her body, his eyes never leaving hers. By the time he reached his destination, Catherine was panting with desire. He had barely touched her, and she already felt like she might explode from the anticipation alone.

As Phoenix continued his passionate exploration of Catherine's body, the world around them seemed to fade away. The glittering lights of the city below became a distant blur, the soft whisper of the wind against the tower's windows a mere backdrop to their shared breaths and quiet moans. Catherine felt as if she were floating, suspended in a moment of pure bliss, tethered to reality only by Phoenix's touch. Every caress, every kiss ignited a new flame within her, building a fire that threatened to consume them both. She marveled at how perfectly they fit together, how each movement seemed choreographed by some higher power that had always meant for them to find each other.

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Phoenix began to touch her with a warmth and gentleness that was both inviting and maddeningly slow. Catherine moaned loudly, arching her back, her mind reeling at the reality of what was happening. She lost herself in the sensations, her fingers clawing through his hair as waves of pleasure washed over her.

"Oh Phoenix!" she cried out, her voice filled with ecstasy she had never experienced before. "Please, don't stop. I've never felt anything like this."

The way she moaned his name seemed to spur him on, intensifying his ministrations. "That's it, Catherine," he encouraged, his voice thick with desire. "Let go. I've got you."

Catherine found herself reaching heights of pleasure she had never known. She tried to wriggle away, overwhelmed by the intensity, but Phoenix followed, leaving her no choice but to succumb to the waves of bliss that crashed over her.

As she came down from her high, Phoenix looked up at her with satisfaction. His eyes were dark with desire, his breathing as ragged as hers. "You're so incredibly sexy," he told her, his voice husky. "The sounds you make—I want to hear them again. Will you let me hear them again, Catherine?"

Catherine's cheeks flushed even more, a mix of embarrassment and lingering pleasure coloring her skin. "I'm not sure I can," she admitted, still breathless. "I've never experienced anything like that before. It was... intense."

Phoenix's expression softened. "We can stop if you want," he offered, though the look in his eyes suggested he hoped she wouldn't take him up on it.

"No!" Catherine said quickly, surprising herself with her vehemence. "I mean... I don't want to stop. I want more. I want... everything. With you."

A slow, sensual smile spread across Phoenix's face. "Then you shall have everything," he promised.

He continued to lavish attention on her, drawing out her pleasure again and again until Catherine was left trembling and gasping for breath. His skilled touch and unwavering focus on her pleasure left her reeling, experiencing sensations she never knew were possible.

Hours passed as they explored each other's bodies. Catherine found herself reaching new peaks of pleasure multiple times, each more intense than the last. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced before, and Phoenix seemed to take immense satisfaction in bringing her to these heights. His own enjoyment was evident in his expressions and the sounds he made, which only served to heighten Catherine's arousal.

"You're amazing," Catherine breathed during a brief respite. "How do you... where did you learn to..."

Phoenix chuckled, the sound sending pleasant vibrations through her body. "Practice," he said with a wink. "And a deep appreciation for the female form. Especially yours."