Wicked Beat (Sinners on Tour #4)(43)

"Right." He cleared his throat. He was having an exceedingly difficult time concentrating. "That is what happens to a man when he has an innocent young maiden in his arms. Especially a fucking gorgeous, naked one named Rebekah Blake."

"I've never seen such a thing, monsieur," she said, her eyes wide with wonder. "Might I examine your wondrous protrusion?"

"Wondrous protrusion?" Now it was Eric's turn to laugh. "Sure, baby, you can examine my wondrous protrusion as much as you want."

Her small hand circled his cock and stroked its length. "It's so hard and hot. The skin so smooth." She rubbed her thumb over the expanded head, and he drew a shaky breath through his teeth. "Does that feel good, monsieur?"

"Yes, that feels really good."

She rubbed his cock head gently. Already his excitement was near the breaking point. She touched the bead of pre-cum with her fingertips. "What is this?" she questioned. She collected the tiny sample of fluid with her thumb and rubbed it on her tongue. "Oh, monsieur, the taste is delicious. Is there more for me to sample?"

Eric tried to think of something to continue their little game, but the best he could come up with was a breathless, "Yeah."

She slid down his body and licked the head of his cock tentatively. "How do I get more to come out?" she asked.

"S-suck."

She sucked. His fingers tangled in her silky hair as she sucked hard and bobbed her head to rub her lips over his sensitive rim. He watched her suck him, his cock disappearing into her sweet mouth. His breaths came in excited huffs. His pleasure built. And built. Oh God. He fought orgasm, but as usual his body didn't cooperate with his will. He clung to her scalp and thrust deep into the back of her throat as he came with a hoarse cry. She swallowed his cum, her throat muscles working around the head of his cock, and it was almost too much to bear.

"Oh God, Reb. Stop. It feels too good. I can't-"

She sucked him dry and then pulled back to release him from her mouth. "Oh, monsieur, that was so delicious. I would like more please."

"Give me five minutes," he said breathlessly.

She stood and snuggled against his chest. "I have such strange feelings between my legs, monsieur. What does it mean?"

"Strange feelings?"

"Yes, there is a wetness there, and it throbs and aches."

"Perhaps I should take a look."

Rebekah chuckled. "Yeah, I really think you should."

Eric turned off the water and led her to the bench. He spread several towels over its surface, knowing his beautiful Rebekah deserved better. "Lie here, mademoiselle. I will try to help you with your strange feelings between your legs."



       
         
       
        

"Thank you, monsieur. It is most perplexing."

He sat on a towel on the floor and pulled her to the end of the bench. He stroked her slippery folds with two fingers. "I see the wetness you were talking about," he said.

"What is it?"

He touched his tongue to her flesh, and she jerked in response. "My favorite flavor," he murmured and licked the rim of her opening until she was clinging to his hair, and her juices were flowing freely.

"Oh, monsieur. A little higher up there is a spot that needs examining, I think."

Eric grinned. He leaned away and drew his fingers through the curls at the apex of her thighs. "Here?"

"Close," she panted.

He brushed his fingertips over her clit. "Here?"

She sucked a breath through her teeth. "Yes. Yes. Right there."

He rubbed her clit in a circular motion. "Does that help?"

"Oh yes."

He leaned forward to replace his fingers with the suction of his lips and the flick of his tongue. "Oh Eric," she gasped. "I'm so close. Slide your fingers inside me."

He knew she was worried about her body being weird inside. He hesitated. "Are you sure?"

"P-please."

He slid the tip of one finger into her hot, slick flesh. His cock grew hard within seconds. He inserted a second finger and slowly pushed inward while he continued to suck and flick her clit.

"Oh, yes, Eric. That feels so good. Does it feel weird inside?"

It felt like pure heaven. Smooth. Warm. Silky. He wanted to bury his cock inside that slick, swollen passage. "It feels perfect, Rebekah. Perfect. Not weird at all."

He pressed his fingers into her as deeply as he could and then slowly withdrew before thrusting inside again. He continued to take her deeply with his fingers while he suckled her clit. She cried out, and her pussy gripped his fingers in rhythmic spasms as she came. Nothing weird about that either. He only wished her muscles were gripping his cock and he was joining her in bliss. When her body stilled, he carefully removed his fingers from her body.