"If I can offer a pointer," she says, and taps a finger on the tip of my nose. "Less talking, more touching."
I grin and mock-bite at her finger. "I do like it when you're bossy."
Ruth smiles, and then she gives me a thoughtful look. "Would it help you if I…take control?" Her hand covers mine, and she guides it to her breast. "I want us both to feel comfortable."
Will she think less of me? I pause, and then decide that no, she would not. Not if she's offering. "I would love it," I admit. "Show me what you like. Guide me this time…and I'll take the lead next time."
Her smile grows broader and her gaze flicks to my mouth. "I do like kissing."
I can do that. I lean in and capture her lips again, kissing her hungrily. Despite our agreement, I'm the one that leads the kiss, teasing her with my tongue and peppering her mouth with light, flirty kisses until she moans underneath me. She takes my hand, our mouths together, and guides it toward her breast, pushing aside the filmy fabric of her now-open tunic.
I skim my thumb over her nipple, remembering how stiff it grew and the noises she made when we were in the bath together.
Ruth inhales sharply when I touch her, making a needy sound in her throat. She clings to me, her hand at the base of my neck as I devour her mouth, plucking at the bud of her nipple. "Mouth," she whispers. "I want your mouth on my nipple."
I groan, my cock stirring to life at her gentle command. I press one more fevered kiss to her lips, then work my way down her skin, kissing a trail down her neck and chest, like she did to me. Her breast is achingly soft when my mouth skims over her skin, and I nuzzle at it, fascinated at the feel of her. Such a rounded, sweet mound tipped by such a tight, sensitive mouthful. I drag my tongue over the tip, rewarded with a whimper from my mate. "Does that feel good?"
"So good," she breathes, her hands rubbing over the stubble on my scalp. "God, you feel wonderful, Straik."
Hearing her pleasure makes me twitch with need of my own. It's rising inside me again, but I focus on Ruth. I want to make her feel as good as she makes me feel. I need to give her more than just a quick lick. I focus in on her breasts, teasing one and then the other, until her nipples are painted wet from my mouth and her skin is flushed. She makes little noises underneath me as I touch her, wiggling on the bed and arching up when I pull away to tease her with my fingers. All the while, her arousal scent grows and grows around me.
It's not enough to make her come, though. That much is obvious. She makes needy sounds, but her breathing and her movement does not intensify like it did when I touched her between her thighs. She needs more…and I am happy to do more. I move my hand from her breast and brush over the lower part of her belly, testing to see her reaction. Ruth moans and slides her legs apart, a silent invitation.
How can I resist?
I press one last kiss to the tip of her breast and then move my way down her belly. "Can I taste your cunt, Ruth?"
"You have to ask? The answer is yes. A hundred times yes." Her hands go to my horns, caressing them the same way she worked my cock, and my shaft stiffens in response. "Keep touching me. It feels so good."
I hover over the mound of her cunt, then rub my mouth against her curls. "I like the patch you have here. It smells like your arousal. This might be my new favorite scent."
She bites her lip, sighing with pleasure when I slide between her thighs, pushing them open further. The lights are bright in my room, and this time I have the ability to gaze on her body at my leisure. She's flushed here, her skin a deeper shade on her folds and along the inside of her thighs closest to her cunt. Reverently, I touch her with a fingertip and find that she's slick and juicy.
My mouth waters at the sight.
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Just to be on the safe side, I glance up at Ruth before I put my mouth on her. "You want this? My mouth on your cunt?"
"Yes," she tells me, squirming with urgency. She tugs on my horns. "You have to ask?"
"I do. You had no reaction the last time I tried this." At her blank expression, I confess my failed attempt to seduce her, only to find out that she'd been poisoned. "I thought it was me that you didn't like, that I'd done something wrong. That you didn't find my mouth on you pleasing."