His eyelids drifted half closed.
“You know,” he said, his voice husky, “some women ...” He trailed off, as if he had a suggestion he was hesitant to make.
“Yes, what is it?” she asked eagerly.
“Some women like to touch it with their mouth.”
He paused, watching her reaction with hopeful anticipation. He had touched her with his mouth and it had brought her exquisite pleasure. She wanted to do that for him.
She leaned forward and kissed the tip of him, then moved down to the fur-covered sacks at the base, then back up. With the tip of her tongue, she dabbed at the small opening, tracing it with tiny circles. Encouraged by his soft moans, she licked him like a stick of candy, lapping at every part of his cock. The head, the shaft, the sacs. She loved the feel of his contours under her tongue and his reaction when she licked the ridge under the head. She teased him by tracing around and around, until his breathing was ragged.
“I promised myself I wouldn’t ask you this, but ...”
“What is it?” She wanted to please him.
“I would love it if you took it inside your mouth,” he murmured, his voice rough with passion.
She smiled and licked the tip of him, opened her mouth, and eased him inside slowly. With the entire head inside her mouth, she lapped her tongue around him, then wiggled it over the tip. He groaned.
“Sweetheart, at some point I’m going to explode.” His breath caught as she sucked on him, pulling him in deeper. His hands captured her head, stilling her. “I’ll release an ... emission. If you don’t want that in your mouth ...”
She wrapped her hands around the base of him and stroked upward, following her mouth as she released him, keeping as much of him as she could in the warm, wet prison of her hands.
“You mean your seed, don’t you?”
He stroked her cheek with the tip of his finger. “That’s right.”
“It won’t hurt me. Right?”
“That’s right. You could swallow it if you wanted.”
She smiled. “Fine.” She slipped over him again and moved, up and down, licking and cajoling, watching his face contort in pleasure.
She squeezed and sucked while she gently grasped his furred balls in her hands. He groaned, and she moved faster, squeezed more firmly, drawing him deeper and deeper inside her mouth.
“Oh, God, sweetheart. Now.”
He grunted and moaned deeply. She felt warm liquid spurt inside her mouth, warming and exciting her. She sucked and swallowed, continuing to stroke his balls. Finally, his taut, clenching muscles relaxed, and his huge rod stilled and slowly diminished in size. She eased it from her mouth and laid it on his belly, enjoying the sated expression on his face. He drew her to his side, and she curled up next to him as he held her close and kissed her forehead.
“That was incredible.”
She loved that he echoed her words. As if the pleasure she’d given him matched what he’d given her. She hoped it was true.
She had never felt as safe as she did right then in his arms. Never again would she know such bliss.
But right now, she would enjoy it with every part of her being.
After several long, languorous moments, he rolled to his side and propped his head on his elbow, gazing down at her. His roguish smile and the glint in his eyes sent warmth shimmering through her.
“I don’t even know your name.”
“Shena.”
“That’s a lovely name.” He stroked her hair behind her ear. “Shena, I want to get to know you better.”
Warmth curled through her belly at his words.
“I’m returning to my family home after several years of traveling, and I can’t think of a better way to settle in than to court a lovely young woman like you. Especially since I am so overwhelmingly attracted to you.”