The thought is humbling. I slide forward to kiss his mouth again. I want him to feel all the love and affection and sweetness in my heart for him. I want him to realize what he means to me, even if we never resonate. I want him to feel half as cherished as I do whenever he’s around.
I move a hand down his chest. His vest is open and I push the fabric aside, exposing suede-soft skin and muscle. “God, you’re pretty to look at. I’m a lucky girl.”
“It is I who am lucky.” His voice is rasping, and I can feel his erection seemingly growing even larger under my bottom. It gives me another little thrill.
I move lower, sliding down to his legs. When I’m sitting on his knees, I reach forward and start to undo the laces of his leggings that hold the waist together.
“What is it you do?”
I look up at him, my smile sultry. “Something we human girls are very good at.” Then I pull his leggings open and tug them down, exposing his cock. It thrusts up into the air, proud and gorgeous, and I can’t resist. I lean down and take him in my hand, then drag my tongue along the length of his root.
The breath hisses out of him. “You…will use your mouth on me?”
“All over you,” I purr. “I’m going to put my mouth everywhere.” To back up my words, I start pressing soft, open-mouth kisses along the ridges of his cock. “Then, when I’m done tasting you, I’m going to take you deep in my mouth and suck you until you come.”
He gives a full-body shudder and I see pre-cum bead on the head of his cock. I immediately move my mouth there and lap up the salty drops. More follow, and I take several minutes to just lick and explore the crown of his cock with the tip of my tongue. His skin is soft here, not velvety like the rest of his body. It gives way to ridges and texture down the length of his cock, and I drag my fingers over it, my pussy clenching in response.
“Let me take you this time.” Salukh reaches up and caresses my hair as I drag my mouth over his cock again, rubbing my lips over his hot flesh. “Let me sink inside you and claim you as my mate.”
“Hush,” I tell him softly. My hand slides to his spur and I give it a teasing stroke, and he groans, falling back onto the floor and closing his eyes.
Am I being fair? Probably not. I’m giving him oral because I want him, but…it doesn’t feel right to take his virginity. He said he wanted to save it for his mate when we first started playing. He thinks I’m his mate…but what if he’s wrong? I don’t want to rob him of that first pleasure with the woman that will be his forever. So I take the head of his cock in my mouth and suck hard.
He makes an ‘unh’ sound in the back of his throat and his hand strays to my hair again, tangling in my curls. Encouraged, I take him deeper, rubbing the length of my tongue against him as I pull him into my mouth. I can’t take him very far, so I wrap my hand tight along his length and pump it as I use my mouth. His hips rise along with my movements, and the taste of him fills my senses.
“My mate,” he growls. “You tease me so sweetly.”
“Mmmm,” I hum, because I know he’ll be able to feel it all along his cock.
His hand tightens in my hair, and he starts to guide my mouth, his hips moving in time with my head. He’s fucking my mouth now, and it’s gloriously filthy and wonderful all at once. I keep a finger over the tip of his spur so he doesn’t bonk me in the nose with it, but the truth is – he’s got such a big dick that I’d have to take him a lot deeper to be in danger of that.
Not that I’m complaining about his size.
I pull back and tongue the head of his cock again, and my hand goes to his sac, teasing the sensitive flesh there. His balls are enormous, and it’s a little odd to me that he’s entirely hairless here when he’s suede everywhere else, but I kind of like it. There’s no messy pubes to get in the way of a girl’s business. I lick down the length of his cock and grip him in one hand as I move lips and tongue over his sac. He groans again, and I feel his body tremble against mine. I love touching him.
I’m eager to make him come, though, and I move back to his cock and take the head of him in my mouth again and begin to pump him with my hand, faster than ever. I remember how he worked the head of his cock with a flick of his wrist and so I try to mimic that with my mouth, giving a little tug with my lips every time I pull back.
He hisses and his hand pushes me away gently. “Tee-fah-nee, I…I am close—“
“I know,” I tell him. “I want you to come in my mouth.”
He makes another pained groan, and then he’s dragging my head back to his cock. My giggle at his enthusiasm is stifled as I take him back into my mouth and begin my ministrations again. Suck, pump, flick. His hips work faster, and I can feel the tension in his body under me.