Drantos(104)

“I bet I can distract you from the pain.”

“Dusti.” He growled her name.

She met his passion-filled gaze, licked her lips, and lowered her attention to the tempting sight in front of her. Her tongue darted out to swipe across the tip of the crown. Drantos groaned softly in response and his cock twitched in her hand.

She took him slowly inside her mouth, tested his thickness to make sure he cleared her teeth before wrapping her lips around him. A hand tangled in her hair but he kept a loose grip. She moved cautiously at first, taking a little and sucking him in deeper until he threatened to choke her. She backed off to set a steady pace of using her mouth to suckle him. With every caress of her tongue, he growled.

Men who growl are hot, she thought, her entire body responding to the animalistic sounds she drew from him. She knew he’d hardened even more, the texture of his arousal undeniably stiffer, and his hand tugged gently on her hair in an attempt to make her stop.#p#分页标题#e#

She pulled back and released him. Her gaze lifted. “What? Don’t you like this?”

His eyes glowed light blue. “Flip, sweetheart. If you stop I’ll die, but I want access to you. I need your taste on my tongue.”

She hesitated. “Your back…”

“Trust me. Sixty-nine position on our sides. I’ve been hurt far worse than this in the past. I can take a little discomfort.”

“Are you sure? This is about you.”

“I smell you,” he snarled. “I want and need your taste. Give it to me.”

She eased up and then readjusted her body until she faced his lap, with hers in front of him. She paused, unsure what to do.

Drantos gripped her thigh and tugged her closer, until she ended up pressed flat against his body, her lower belly high against his upper chest. “Spread your thighs for me.”

She did, and watched as he tucked his head, used her inner thigh to pillow his cheek, and then bent her upper leg until he’d trapped her foot under his arm along his side, where her limb rested against his ribs. His hand spread her vaginal lips and she gasped when his mouth found her clit. He didn’t warn her before he sealed his lips around the sensitive bud. When he started to use his tongue and the suction of his mouth, she cried out in pleasure.

His hips thrust a little, his cock bumping her cheek.

She got the message and would have laughed, if what he did to her didn’t feel too intense to allow anything but another moan. She opened her mouth, took him back inside her, and adjusted to the new angle. He slowly moved, not thrusting deep enough to choke her, but setting the pace.

His mouth on her clit and the drive of his hips while he fucked her mouth in shallow strokes threatened to make Dusti lose her mind. She moaned against his flesh, sucked him hard trying to hasten her own climax, which had her pressing her pussy tighter against his wonderful mouth. He growled deeper, creating vibrations against her clit with his tongue, and she gripped his thigh with her hand while bracing her body further by clutching the bedding.

Pleasure gripped her when his tongue rubbed faster, his hips bucking to force her to take him deeper inside the wet, tight seal of her mouth, and she swore he seemed to thicken in size just a little more. A snarl tore from Drantos and the first burst of his release started to fill the back of her throat.

She swallowed, loving his heady taste, his cock pulsing against her tongue, and then she screamed around him when pure rapture gripped her. She started to come hard, her own hips jerking in a frantic motion. His hand released the leg pinned to his side to grab her ass, holding her in place pressed tightly against his mouth, while he licked at her to draw out her pleasure.

Drantos jerked out of her mouth and released her clit. They both were out of breath, their labored breathing the only sound in the room, until a chuckle came from him.

“I love your taste, sweetheart. I can’t get enough. Next time you’re going to be sprawled over me when we do this position. You’re stronger than you look.”

She rolled onto her back but made sure she didn’t pull her thigh out from under his cheek, and lifted her head with a grin. “What does that mean?”

“Holding your leg down to keep you spread open for me became difficult. You totally would have used your thighs to pin my face if I’d allowed it.”

She laughed. “I really liked you there.”

“Come here.” He lifted his head to free her thigh.

She turned around on the bed, burrowed into his chest. His arm pillowed her head while his other one curved tightly around her back to draw her even closer.#p#分页标题#e#

“I love you, Dusti.”