There was nothing better than a vacation to the sandy beaches of Florida... The sun was bright, the waves were cool and perfect as they crashed down, showering you with the salty spray of the ocean to cool you from the scorching of the brilliant sun's rays. Anyone who could spend a few days lying on the beach forgot about anything that was bothering them... any worry or care in their world. It was... paradise. However, it seemed that all good things had to come to an end, Maverik's reflection ceasing with a tired sigh as he returned his focus to driving along a winding and seemingly endless road-he wasn’t even sure what part of the Carolinas he was in... More than to say that he was in the part that had a lot of trees. The problem was, the part that had a lot of trees had been happening for the past few hours... and the Calico was becoming somewhat drowsy. Perhaps it was because he had felt the urge to hit the beach one last time before he had left Florida, and he still hadn't quite recovered from the sunburned exhaustion that ensued. It may have simply been the fact that driving for hours upon end in a seemingly endless and for all intents and purposes identical road did nothing to pique his interest. The last thing that Maverik wanted was to fall asleep while he was driving... that would be an end that would most certainly ruin the perfection of his prior vacation. The calico made the decision as soon as the vision of twisted metal and his mangled body wrapped around a tree flitted through his mind. As soon as he got a chance, he was going to get a change of scenery and a bite to eat. Doing so would certainly revitalize him to the point that he would be able to continue on with his trip. With that thought in mind, Maverik took the next exit that he found off of the highway, flipping his GPS off as he did so (because it had started to bitch at him, "Recalculating... recalculating... turn around at the next available road.") and keeping his eyes open for any restaurant that might catch his eye. There was a problem, however... just as the Highway of the Carolinas was surrounded on either side with trees, the side roads seemed to be just as heavily populated with their woodland brothers. The only difference was that every now and then, there was a plume of smoke and a house nestled back into the woods that would have made Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother quite proud. Maverik gave a small little snicker... "Better keep my eyes open for the Big Bad Wolf..." His own words were a taunt, as well as a way to keep him amused. Though the road was paved, Maverik was beginning to wonder if this rural strip was going to provide him with the entertainment and source of food that he needed. The Calico made a mental decision that if four more houses passed and he didn't see some type of a restaurant, he was going to turn around and head back into the highway-he would take the next exit that he found that actually led to a town... As it was, he was afraid that he was going to hear some banjo music soon... House one passed entirely too soon... and then it seemed ages before house two and three flew by him on either side of the road. Just as he was approaching what he assumed to be house four, he realized that it wasn't a house at all. There was a sign up in a small parking lot-a golden background with crimson lettering. Maverik had to squint to make out what it said, but as he drew closer, the cursive lettering became more obvious: "Golden Tigress" Chinese Restaurant. And the crimson, looping letters were flashing at the bottom of the sign in a progressive line of letters. O. P. E.N. A small smile quirked at the corner of the Calico's lips and he let his car ease into the parking lot. However... he noticed that aside from one vehicle, there were no other cars there. His head twisted around, ears flicking inquisitively... perhaps it wasn't really open? Were they just constructing the place? Or, a more likely scenario was that this area was so lightly populated that no one ever came here to eat. There was also the chance that this simply wasn't a good restaurant at all, and that he would be better off to get back onto the highway like he had originally planned. He could almost count the place as a house, since there seemed to be no patrons currently visiting it. Still... it looked like a place that he could enjoy-he could tell that it was lavish just from the outside decorations. The entire building was done in red, with inlaid gold accents. There were beautiful curving statues along either side of the door, holding up the overhang of the roof like pillars-enormous tigers with ravenous expressions stared back at him, shining fangs exposed in a permanent snarl. Though he couldn't see inside of it, he noticed a beautiful pond that was perfectly placed beneath a bridge that led to the front entrance. He could only imagine that there were graceful koi fish swimming in the depths of the water. The scent of cherry blossoms carried to his car, and he could see the beautiful trees along either side of the building. It was elegant... lavish... And Maverik honestly couldn't help the nervous feeling that was trilling through his body in wondering how anyone could afford to keep such a gorgeous place open in the middle of nowhere. If Maverik had thought that the restaurant was beautiful, however, it was nothing in comparison to the individual who appeared at the front doors as though the sound of his car had attracted her. He had never seen such an exquisite creature... Elegant, with her hair that blueish hue of night time as it chased the last rays of sunlight from the sky... Maverik's eyes were instantly drawn to her ample curves; a full bust, wide hips, contrasted by a perfect tiny waist. There was nothing about the tigress that was approaching his car that wasn't perfect. He could see the bright lime twinkle of her gaze as she approached him-each strip along her body was a gorgeous accent, and her long legs were displayed from the slits that came up to those perfectly luscious hips in a vivid crimson and gold oriental dress. The Calico felt his heart pump wildly at the sight... the woman was the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen in his life. Though it was the oddest and most cliché term that he had ever thought to use, Maverik was sure that it was absolutely love at first sight. He couldn't help himself-he had been almost ready to pull from the empty parking lot before, but now he was practically leaping from his car so that he could give a gracious bow to the tigress as she approached his car with a gracious and gorgeous smile upon her lips. "Welcome to the Golden Tigress Chinese Restaurant... it is truly an honor to have you here." Her voice was just as lovely as her appearance, and Maverik watched as her body came to a sweet bow before him. His hand stretched out, taking her own so that he could brush his lips along the back of her knuckles. That earned him another sweet grin. His eyes darted around, and he couldn't help the words that spilled from his mouth, though he did try to lace them with a sweeter blow. "It's truly an honor to be here... this has to be one of the most beautiful restaurants that I've ever seen, with the most stunning hostess that I have ever had the pleasure to gaze upon..." And then Maverik added the question that had been burning in the back of his mind... "But I can't help to notice that there aren’t any customers here, or any other cars for employees for that matter... was I mistaken in thinking that you were open? I can always come back later if you aren't ready for patrons..." Of course, leaving was the last thing that Maverik had on the mind. The woman before him was so exquisitely beautiful... he wanted nothing more than to stay and speak with her for the rest of the day. His exhaustion and hunger were completely forgotten in the wake of his hormones raging through his entire frame at the sight of her. He watched her features carefully to make sure that he hadn't offended her. He was, however, gifted with another beautiful smile. "Quite the contrary, sir-" "Maverik, you can call me Maverik." He couldn't help but to interrupt her, once more giving a small bow-he just had the urge to hear her say his name. He was gifted with yet another smile as she continued with her words. "Quite the contrary then, Maverik..." Her eyes twinkled as she spoke name, "The restaurant is open, and you see before you both the founder, owner, chef, and server. I am the Golden Tigress, and this restaurant is my namesake... and you..." She sidled closer to him, letting one hand lay lightly against his chest, "You are my first customer. I promise," The grin that had been nothing more than sweet and playful before suddenly turned near seductive, "I will give you an experience here that you will never forget. If you please," She turned, so that he was given a view of her plump ass as it swayed away from him, "Follow me. I will share with you the true joys of fine dining and all of the benefits that come with it." There was something about her tone that caused Maverik to feel a tug in his lower abdomen-the first warnings of arousal. He actually had to take a deep and steadying breath before he set his stride to match the Tigress'... he was suddenly wondering if there was more to the woman's hospitality than the simple desire to provide people with perfect food service. The Calico certainly wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to find out. As he opened the doors, he was instantly hit with the smell of food-his stomach gave a violent jerk; though he had forgotten his hunger in the wave of hormones that had completely engulfed him at the sight of the Tigress, he was suddenly reminded of the fact that he had initially pulled onto the road that had led him here because his stomach had demanded it. The fact that he was going to be able to get those nutrients while being served by the most beautiful woman that he had ever laid eyes upon? Maverik didn't know how he was so fortunate as to be in such a situation, but he certainly wasn't going to question it. "If you'll come right this way, I will give you the best seat in the house." Turning and giving Maverik a grin, the Tigress actually took his hand in her own and led him to a high topped booth right beside the kitchen. She gave a small bow as he was seated, and then flashed him a charmingly coy look from her lime hues. "Please... enjoy your surroundings while I disappear for a moment to the kitchen. There's no need to order, I know what will be perfect for you. I will return in a moment." And before he had the chance to ask her what she was going to make for him, she had swayed away into the kitchen, and he was left with nothing more than to take in the beauty of his surroundings. If the outside of the restaurant had looked appealing, the inside was nothing less than the perfect atmosphere and lovely beyond comprehension. The same statues that had stood tall and proud as pillars outside were flawlessly placed inside. Each table was a deep, rich cherry wood and every high-backed stool was inlaid with gold in keeping with the decor. Paper lamps hung above every table, each with their own beautiful depiction of a cherry blossom. The light coming from them was soft, and seemed to catch the gentle ruby and gold flecks that were spotted through the black tile floor. Soft, melodic music was playing from seemingly all around-a sweet tune with no words... the perfect pitch and tempo, and only loud enough so that it played at your senses, as though it was coming from within the very depths of your soul upon setting foot into the elegance of the room. All along the left wall, a fish tank was built in-though he couldn't name each fish individually, Maverik saw the array of colors... the shapes, the sizes. They swam in what looked to be an exact replica of the beautiful underwater scenery that he had glimpsed while in Florida. Everything about the restaurant was exotic and impossibly perfect, as though it had been cut straight from a fantasy and placed into reality with a tangibility that Maverik had never thought to experience. For a moment, the Calico wondered if he was dreaming. However, the scent that was drifting from the kitchen argued that he was not. Just as his gaze turned towards the double doors where the Golden Tigress had disappeared, he saw them open again. With one tray in each hand, she gracefully swayed back into the room... and with that same beautiful smile upon her lips, she laid before him a feast that was fit for a king-a meal that Maverik found completely impossible for her to have made in such a short time. She had to have been cooking as he had pulled into the parking lot. Still... if she had been, he wondered how she had known what his favorite dishes were? He saw three different platters of sushi-in what looked to be hand sculpted saucers, soy sauce, and a sweet orange sauce laid in wait. Aside from that, fried rice steamed in a pot, and what looked to be sweet and sour chicken was in a separate dish. A small tray held crab rangoon-Maverik looked up to the tigress with wide eyes... "Honestly, you have to be an angel straight from heaven to know the favorite foods of a wandering traveler." She gave a kind and gentle smile, simply shaking her head back and forth. "I wouldn't say that... I simply have a way with knowing exactly what my customers need. Since you are my first customer, I wanted to make sure that this was..." And she leaned in again, so that he was given a perfect view of her ample cleavage. Between her breasts, a pair of chop sticks were placed, waiting for him to reach out and take them. She finished her sentence in a lower, throaty voice, as she gave a gentle shake to her shoulders, urging Maverik to take the eating utensils, "Perfect..." And though he was almost frightened to reach out and take them for fear of repercussions, Maverik let one hand came out and gently removed the chopsticks from between her full chest. The Calico was glad for the table hiding his lap, because he could feel the arousal that peeked upward at just that interaction. She gifted him with another bow, and once more disappeared into the kitchen, leaving him to the meal in front of him. Maverik actually had to take a moment to calm down the hunger of his libido before he could even think about sating the hunger in his stomach... She was truly so beautiful, so sexy, so enticingly sensual. How in the world had he managed to be lucky enough to find her? Especially when she was in such a... giving mood? However, he let his attention turn back to the food, not wanting to offend his hostess by leaving such a magnificent meal that she had worked over untouched. Each morsel that he placed into his mouth was perfect-the rice had the perfect kick of soy sauce to it, the crab rangoon nearly melted in his mouth. The sushi was flavored to such perfect that he didn't even have to use the dipping sauces, and the sweet and sour chicken was truly to die for. He was feeling absolutely stuffed when the Golden Tigress returned with yet another platter in her hand. She laid before him the most intricate cake that he had ever seen. The bright frosting and designs were honestly a masterpiece... Maverik looked up to her with a soft smile on his face. He gently picked up the fork that she laid before him, and let it sink into the dessert in front of him. She didn't leave the table this time-instead she watched as he placed a bite into his mouth. The Calico nearly purred... the cake was perfect, rich... he couldn't even begin to pick out the beautiful medley of flavors that spilled into his mouth. Though it was almost nerve wracking to have someone watch him eat silently, he finished the cake in only a few minutes, and then pushed his plate away from him with a grin of appreciation. "You are going to make this area populated-people are going to come from hundreds of miles for your restaurant... that was amazing." He couldn't help it-it was true. Maverik had forgotten the sandy beaches of Florida, and the shining and perfect sun. Suddenly, this was truly the best moment of his vacation that he had experienced. It was, however, about to get a whole lot better. With another coy grin, the Tigress spoke once again. "Oh, we're not finished yet..." Maverik blinked once-he couldn't possibly eat another bite. The, "What do you mean?" that spilled from his lips was pure of inquisition. The Golden Tigress, however, allowed that coy grin to turn into one of pure seduction as she answered, "As my first customer, I wanted to offer you a service that I wouldn't usually give to any customer..." She trailed off, letting her bright gaze lower, as though waiting for Maverik to speak. And speak he did, because he had a growing suspicion of what she was speaking of... and that growing suspicion were making things beneath the table threaten to grow as well. His suspicions were confirmed as she answered... "Would you like a Happy Ending, Maverik?" The Calico's jaw dropped. Though that was what he was secretly wishing she would say... he hadn't really believed she would say it. He nearly jumped up from the table to stand before her, his hands going round her tiny waist. He wanted to kiss her before she had the chance to change her mind, and yet as her arms wrapped tightly around him, and she pushed him so that his back was against the table, Maverik realized that she was quite serious about her words... and that this little experience was about to get even more amazing than he had ever imagined. His lips hovered over her own as he spoke his next works, almost wary of letting them pass his lips for the fear that this would all turn out to be some elaborate joke, "Are you sure this is what you want?" As an answer, the Tigress let her lips crash forward so that her tongue could delve inside of his mouth. She licked and lapped at every corner and crevice that she could, as though she wanted to taste everything about him... to learn everything that there was to learn. Maverik felt his entire body give a slight shiver-ever the gentleman, he had asked to make sure that she was serious about her desire; her actions spoke louder than words ever could, and Maverik suddenly found a new burst of energy that hadn't been there only moments prior. It was with this burst of energy that he lifted the Tigress up without warning and spun her so that her back slammed against the table that he had been eating from only moments prior. He heard the tinkling of china for a moment as the saucer that he had been drinking from crashed to the ground, but Maverik honestly didn't care. His body was straddling the Tigress now, and he heard the low purr of pleasure that was spilling from her chest and throat at the proximity of their bodies. There was something about the atmosphere, the way that she was looking up at him with those lime eyes... the way that her tight dress was riding up her hips all the more as though to tempt him... Maverik felt himself lose complete control-the Calico's hands flew down along her body, grabbing her dress along either side of the split. Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiip. In one loud, long noise, her dress was torn along the seam to the collar-he would pay her for a new one later. Of course, she didn't seem to be protesting. The gasp that escaped her throat was one of pleasure, and Maverik could see the way that her chest was heaving, her nipples were hard; he could see the moisture already gathering between her legs at her arousal. One final jerk tore the dress at the collar, so that he could peel it back from her frame. It was draped on her arms now as nothing more than a long, lavish coat-it left her entire frame exposed... and that was exactly how Maverik wanted it. Though cups and plates had clattered to the floor, broken, or simply been thrown onto the stool that he had been sitting in, the tray of soy sauce and red sauce was still positioned at the corner of the table. Just the sight of it gave Maverik an idea that made his cock throb and his entire body seem to burn with need... Fingers gripped the little dish-as he did so, he pushed them both further onto the table so that he was straddling the Tigress. He could feel her wet pussy against his hardening cock-his hips thrust, writhing slightly so that she gave a small yip of pleasure at the feel of his hardening length working against her clit. As he did so, the hand holding the soy sauce brought it above her chest-giving a hungry grin, Maverik let the dark liquid slowly pour along her perky nipples. It rolled down her ample breasts, in between her cleavage. It slid down her frame to the concave of her belly button-it soaked into her fur... and Maverik felt hungrier than he had when she was serving him the dishes. He was nearly a blur of motion as he ducked his head down-a hungry tongue lapped out, swirling around the Tigress's piqued nipple. She cried out approvingly in pleasure, as though that one touch was nearly orgasmic to her; in response Maverik's hips thrust downward, so that the fullness of his length played and worked against her core again. Maverik could feel how the Tigress's clit twitched and vibrated in need. Though teasing her was arousing and erotic beyond all thoughts, the Calico truly had to practice self control in order to keep himself from simply thrusting into the Tigress and ending it all. His discipline, however, was phenomenal... because instead of shifting his hips so that he could delve inside of her with his throbbing arousal, he lowered his head and fastened his mouth once more onto her nipple, giving a slow suck while his tongue lapped in perfect circles to lick the soy sauce from her frame. She nearly screamed at the second teasing touch, and her hands came up so that he felt her claws raking along his back; that sharp sensation driving Maverik to arch again. The tip of her nipple, so perky in his mouth, made him give in to temptation. He rolled his hips back so that his cock was pulled free for a moment from her already drenched center. Carefully, he maneuvered himself so that just the tip of his arousal was playing against her core. It seemed to madden and infuriate her that he wasn't inside of her-though she wasn't speaking it for the moans that were spilling in a near constant stream from her chest, he could see the begging in her eyes. She wanted him inside of her just as much as he wanted to feel the tight, clenching warmth of her walls around his engorged member. In another display of his self control, Maverik let his hips work forward, so that only his swollen head entered inside of the Tigress’s tight pussy. He could feel her walls already trembling to clench around him, he could feel how tight she was-had living in such an isolated place kept her from sexual experiences? Just the thought made him all the more aroused... made him want to take her until they were both screaming, twitching, and so drunk on pleasure that they couldn't move. However, the Calico didn't want the experience to end so quickly... and so, though it was nearly painful for him to do so, he let his hips flex and thrust so that only the tip of his length continued to work inside of her tight core. As he did so, his head once more lowered, his lips endeavoring to once again suckle against her breasts. The salty perfection of the soy sauce made him quietly growl against her flesh, and the rumbling vibration of it seemed to make her squirm even more beneath his working, thrusting body. Her breasts were like melons before him, the gorgeous fur completely soaked in sticky the soy sauce made them all the more tempting. Without warning, the Calico gave into his urges and let his head fall completely forward so that he could smother himself in fur, soy sauce, and the soft warmth of her breasts. His head moved from side to side, motorboating those ample mounds, shaking and working so that they rocked back and forth, bouncing against his cheeks, against the side of his head, his ears... the feel of it was so erotic, so intoxicating and arousing that he nearly lost his grip on the control that he had been working for. Like a whale coming to the surface, Maverik lifted his head, gasping for air as he did so-the feline beneath him was so... Perfect... Maverik's hand on the Tigress's hip was the only thing that kept her from rocking her body forward and taking him completely inside of her. He could feel her writhing and working beneath him, but he continued to tease at the Tigress's opening, until the entire head of his erection was soaked with her sweet juices... and with one last swipe of his tongue, her breasts were cleaned of the soy sauce that he had poured onto her frame. Now slicked and drenched with his saliva, Maverik couldn't stop himself. He let his body shift upward, so that his hips straddled her perfect waist-two hands came down to press those full breasts together, and without saying a word, he let his pussy slicked cock dive between those mounds. It was a feeling that he had never truly experienced before, and one that send him writhing and moaning on top of her. Her breasts were a perfect contrast to the tightness of her pussy-they were soft, warm, slippery with his saliva... he thrust between them and had the pleasure of seeing the tip of his head dive back out between her cleavage. For a moment, he allowed himself to indulge in the pleasure of fucking the perfect tigress' tits-Maverik's hips flexed hard and fast so that the head of his penis appeared again and again... so that her full breasts were bouncing beneath him. Both hands came, gripping her nipples and giving a tight squeeze to hold them in place as he continued to work at her tits as though they were her waiting and ready core. The pressure that his fingers exerted against her sensitive nipples seemed to drive the Tigress wild, because she began to buck and writhe beneath him... and then, finally, words spilled from her throat. "Please... God, please... no more teasing!" And that was enough-though Maverik wanted nothing more than to continue fucking her tits until he came all over those perfect mounds, until he came so hard that it splashed against those parted and begging lips, he let his body slide down once more so that the length of his cock was pressed to her opening. A small flex of his hips send him delving slowly inside of her, so that half of his length was encased in that warmth. His eyes rolled back in an instant of pleasure, but that delight was short lived. Crawling down her body, Maverik let his cock fall from inside of her yet again as his tongue worked its way down, stroking against her fur and teasing inside of her belly button-he continued to fall down, giving one quick lick against the entire length of her pussy, so that he could taste the sweetness of her glistening liquid in perfect contrast to the salty soy sauce. In another movement too fast for the feline beneath him to react, Maverik flipped her body over. She gave a small little squeal of shock and delight-instantly, her hips thrust upward so that her perfect ass was displayed, legs spread open so that the calico had a flawless view of the line of her pussy, still wet and waiting for him. His hand stretched out, reaching to the other table in hopes that he would be able to find something else to tease her with. Something cool and round met his fingers, and as Maverik pulled the Tigress down so that her hips were hanging off of the table and he was given perfect access to her opening, he saw that the object that he had grabbed hold of was mandarin oranges. The thought of the sweet juices spreading along the perfect curve of the Tigress's back, slipping to touch the top of that perfectly rounded ass? It made Maverik give an actual growl-his hips working forward, and without warning his full and thick length thrust inside of her. A chain reaction seemed to occur from that motion. As she felt him diving inside of her, the Tigress let her hips work back, and her core clenched tight, so that he could barely work his way inside of her. She was so tight... and it felt so good to Maverik that his hands squeezed around the oranges. The burst beneath his grasp, sending their sweet and sticky fluids all along her back, soaking into the fur of her shoulders, along the sweet curve of her spine, and against the flush and full ass cheeks that bounced as she worked her way back down, already wanting to feel the thrust of the Calico's cock inside of her again. Maverik tossed the shell of the mandarin orange aside and brought both hands down to the table alongside of the Tigress. Slicked fingers were sticky against the table as he dipped his head down and let his tongue run in a long line along the base of the feline's spine. The Golden Tigress gave a sharp scream of pleasure, and Maverik found himself completely lost in the moment. Without warning, he immediately began to thrust inside of her hard and fast-his hands came from the table to firmly grasp her hips, so that he had the perfect leverage... and she could do nothing but to hold on to the table that she was half dangling off of and cry out in pleasure at the feel of him working inside of her. Both felines seemed to be completely lost in the moment, as though they were two wild animals in heat who could think of nothing more than letting their bodies connect, than mating and forever being entwined with one another. The Tigress beneath him moved her arms so that she was propped up on them, her claws scraping over the table as he continued to drive hard and fast into her from behind-the slight adjustment seemed to give the calico even more access into her tight little channel, so that another growl of pleasure escaped him. Beneath him, the Tigress was truly purring her pleasure in strong enough vibrations that Maverik could feel it in her pussy as he continued to work and thrust harder and faster inside of her. Each movement of his hips sent his cock diving and then disappearing inside of her. As it did so, his balls slapped forward to work and tease at her exposed clit, so that both felines were gifted with a burst of pleasure-the feel of his balls smacking against her trembling nub sent the Tigress into a frenzy. Her core clenched, her claws dug hard into the table, and she rocked herself back so that her breasts bounced and Maverik was brought even deeper inside of her. The feel of that reaction brought scream after scream of pleasure from the striped cat's throat. It was an endless loop of pleasure, and one that the Calico had no desire to see an end to any time soon. Maverik let one hand move forward so that he could grab hold of her ample breasts, so large that her nipples worked and played against the table with each thrust of her hips downward. He worked, massaging and rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefingers, so that yet another cry of pleasure was torn from her, loud enough that the Calico found himself wondering if the Tigress was going to have any voice at all on the following day. With a growl of satisfaction at just that thought, he continued to thrust violently inside of her. Though he was completely focused on her gratification and reactions to his movements, Maverik could also feel his own pleasure slowly growing inside of him. He knew that when he finally found release, it was going to be so earth shattering that he might very well rip the table apart. Getting there, however, was almost more pleasurable than finding that perfect end. His head dove down once more, his pink tongue coming out to lick between her shoulder blades so that his mouth was filled yet again with the sweet tang of the mandarin oranges. The food play that was going on seemed to stroke every erogenous nerve in his body without truly touching them, leaving the calico feeling as though he were aflame. Maverik loved it, suddenly so happy that he had chosen to come to the restaurant-he forgot completely about anything that had transpired before. Everything in his life was about this moment... this pleasure, and the squirming feline beneath him. There was nothing that could compare to the pleasure that the moment provided, and he completely drowned out everything else that had ever existed. For a moment, his other hand came up from the table to give a sharp and quick slap to the full and ample ass that was literally bouncing beneath him with each thrust of his hips. Once more, the Tigress let out a scream of pleasure-Maverik's hand came down, using her ass as leverage instead of the table. His fingers were working, now gripping her perfect curves-breast in one hand, ass in the other... had there ever been another Heaven in opposition of this? Maverik didn't know... and in truth, he didn't care. He wanted to become so lost in this moment that everything else that had ever existed disappeared. It seemed as though such was already happening for the Tigress-she was squirming and writhing beneath him, and his hand on her breast allowed him to feel just how fast her breaths were coming-her chest was rising and falling at such rapid speed that he was surprised she wasn't hyperventilating. The moans that had been a near constant before were now completely drowned out by purrs and the short bursts of screams that continued to spill from her chest. Maverik could tell by the way that her walls trembled around him that she was close to orgasm-just the thought of feeling her walls clenching tight and fast around him was enough to send his own heart racing. However, the Calico wasn't ready to be finished yet. His hand moved from her ass to the folds of her pussy-delving inside, he found her clit pulsing and trembling. He moved his forefinger and thumb and gave it a gentle squeeze, rolling it just as he had her nipple-just that was enough to send the Tigress nearly jerking off of the table-just that motion told Maverik that she was going to find her pleasure with his next movements. The Calico's hips pulled backward, and one last thrust sent him diving hard and fast inside of her. As he did so, he let his fingers work and move, rolling, playing, flicking, working at her clit so as his dick dove deep inside of her; he felt her body spasm violently as the first wave of orgasm overtook her. It took everything inside of him to pace his breathing so that the pulsing, squeezing sensation of the pleasure didn't bring him along for the ride. She worked, writhed, and bucked beneath him like a woman possessed-it was as though she had no control over her body and she was a slave to the impulses of pleasure that were overtaking her. Maverik could feel her wetness, feel the way that she almost squirted her fluids. Her clit was vibrating beneath his working fingers, and the pulsations of her core were so tight that it was nearly impossible for him to pull back out-it was as though those clenching walls wanted to keep his thickness all to themselves. He worked, he thrust, he dove and fingered her until his body was coated in a fine layer of sweat... and until the Tigress herself had screamed herself into hoarseness and was still drawing breaths to try to scream again. Maverik's thrusts slowed as the Tigress's orgasm began to die down... until his hips were a gentle cadence in time with her trying to catch her breath. She looked over her shoulder, and he could see that her eyes had grown darker with the passion. "Why didn't you..." Her words, however, were cut off. Maverik flipped her back over so that he was once more looking down at her. The calico pulled her legs up so that they were propped against his shoulders-as he felt the last pulse of her orgasm fade down, he began to thrust inside of her again. Her eyes widened and her breath came in a quick gasp... and Maverik knew that he had accomplished his goal-he had caught her at the end of her orgasm, so that another was building already. Her eyes closed and she began to tremble beneath him, as though the feeling of this pleasure was too much to elicit a scream, too much to do anything other than cause her to nearly rock out of her own skin. Maverik had already lost control of his impulses-the implacable burning tension that was building inside of him now refused to be denied... with her legs up over his shoulders, he was diving so deeply inside of the Tigress that he could feel her very limits. It was so erotic that he could hardly catch his breath-the Calico wondered at how his heart wasn't thundering straight out of his chest. He was thrusting so hard and fast inside of her that his sac was now slapping against her ass, sending an echo of the sound around the entire empty restaurant. His hips were moving in a blurred motion, so that anyone watching would have had trouble discerning the color of his fur... and Maverik could feel the desperate pressure inside of him growing. It was like water in a pot-at first, it was simply simmering. However, as his hips began to thrust violently, it started to boil. He could feel her core already giving little pulses-the orgasm that was growing for the Tigress was so much deeper than the first, welling up from the very core of herself. Those rhythmic contractions around his manhood sent a jerk through Maverik that nearly drove him to insanity-he felt it as his orgasm grew even stronger. His hands came down to once more work and grab at the Tigress's breast. The feel of those soft mounds beneath his hand only lent all the more urgency to his orgasm. He was growling and groaning now, as quick and fast as he could draw his breath-his orgasm was roiling and threatening to completely boil over. Maverik's hips thrust hard, fast, deep inside of the Tigress... and each thrust sent little jolts of electricity through his entire body. However, it was the piercing scream that rang through the restaurant that pushed him over the edge. The feline beneath him was the culprit, and it seemed as though she had found her voice again as a second orgasm swept through her. Her entire body arched, her hands coming to her own breasts, holding Maverik's tight against them, kneading the flesh. Her core gave a violent squeeze, and then pulses that came so hard and fast that it quite literally forced Maverik to follow. His own head fell back, and in a moment of ecstasy, the calico gave a stifled roar through clenching jaws as he began to thrust into her with no rhythm or thought at all, other than to fill her up, to touch her very center. It looked as though he were trying to thrust through her-he was so deep inside that he was surprised that he couldn't see the tip of his cock spilling from her mouth... that he couldn't see the cum that shot in thick ropes from his tip dribbling from her lips. He screamed, and gripped her breasts all the tighter, which only caused her pleasure to heighten. They were caught in an endless loop of eroticism that sent both felines twitching, writhing, and caused their eyes to roll back into their heads. Maverik could feel it as his cum filled the Tigress up and then began to spill over, splashing back against his frame, soaking his balls, sliding down her ass... dripping to the table. The bursts of pleasure blinded Maverik-the only thing that kept him anchored with the heated pulse of the Golden Tigress's core... and the feel of her breasts beneath his hands. Finally, with one last thrust, the Calico collapsed down and against the Tigress, so that they lay in a sweat and cum soaked, heaving pile of pounding hearts trying to slow down... Whether it was moments or hours later, Maverik wasn't sure. The Tigress had her hands around him and they were clinging to one another as though they were the last people on Earth. The Calico only knew two things... One: This had been one of the best moments of his life... And two...? That he didn't want it to end-or, more so, that he knew he wouldn't be able to drive without wrecking. He lifted his head from the perfect pillows of the Tigress's chest and gave her a sweet look, his grin charming. "Would you mind if I stayed here for a nap?" Maverik bent his head down, nuzzling between her breasts again as he asked. She arched her back, and he heard her begin to purr again. "Not at all-you're such a sweetheart... maybe I'll serve you up for breakfast in the morning." She gave a small, ominous wink as they both stood, still holding to one another. "Let me show you to the lounge..." Maverik, watching the perfect sway of her ass, could do nothing but to grin and follow her. This was turning out to be the happiest ending that he had ever had in his entire life. He could only hope that breakfast the next day gave the same results.