“Mmm, I’m glad you like it.” She was feeling sexy and naughty and hot all over. Her sleepiness seemed to have faded and she was more interested in sucking him off and putting on a show than going to bed at the moment.
His big hand found her head but he didn’t try to push her down, which was something Bobbi detested. Instead he just stroked her hair, watching with half-lidded pleasure as she took him in her mouth and sucked him and licked him slowly and thoroughly.
At last she felt him tensing and knew he was getting close.
“Bobbi,” he groaned. “Feela, I think…think I’m going to shoot.”
“Mmm-hmm,” she hummed and then stopped sucking him for a moment in order to say, “That’s the idea, baby. Just let go and let yourself come.”
“But, well…” He frowned. “I tend to produce a lot of seed. And I don’t know how you feel about me shooting it in your mouth.”
“Spoken like a true gentleman,” Bobbi said, smiling approvingly.
It was clearly Nature over Nurture in the bedroom, at least. She couldn’t imagine any of the Saurian males she’d seen being considerate enough to ask if she would rather not swallow.
“I’ll be honest,” she told Dragon. “Swallowing hasn’t been my favorite thing in the past. But I think for you, I think I’ll make an exception.”
His eyes widened.
“Then…you want me to shoot in your mouth?”
“I might pull off if I don’t like it,” Bobbi warned. She gave him a naughty smile. “But if your cum tastes anything like your precum, it shouldn’t be a problem.”
Then she went back to sucking and stroking him, feeling her pussy throb as he groaned and caressed her hair again.
“Gods, little one,” he said hoarsely, as she increased her tempo. “I never dreamed of a female doing this for me! Your mouth is so soft and sweet and it feels so good when you lick me like that!”
It’s going to feel even better when you come, Bobbi thought to herself. And just at that moment, the big Kindred let out a low groan and stiffened against her. She felt his thickness ripple in her hand and the first hot spurt hit her tongue.
It tasted just like the cinnamon red-hot candy she loved and Bobbi swallowed eagerly. If all guys had cum that tasted like candy, going down would be a lot more fun, she couldn’t help thinking. But then again, she’d already had fun going down on the big Kindred.
She liked giving him his first blowjob—loved giving him pleasure when he was so appreciative about receiving it. His hands in her hair had tightened but he still wasn’t pushing her down.
Likewise, his big body had gone tense but he wasn’t thrusting up or trying to shove his shaft down her throat. He was just letting her suck him—letting her take him as far as she wanted and no further. It was a nice change from her ex, Bobbi thought. He had been so pushy she’d stopped giving him blowjobs entirely.
At last the tension left Dragon’s big body and he went limp against the mattress. His broad chest was heaving like a bellows as he caught his breath. When he looked up, there was an expression of amazement on his face.
“Gods…that was…” He shook his head. “I can’t describe it.”
“Well, some things defy description,” Bobbi said, smiling. She licked her lips. “Mmm, you really do taste delicious, you know?”
“Do I?” He sounded surprised.
“Mmm-hmm.” She lay down beside him and snuggled close again. Of course it was a bad idea—he was still her kidnapper, she reminded herself—but she couldn’t help feeling close to him after everything they’d shared that night.
“Tell me, Bobbi,” he rumbled. “Do all mammalians show affection in the way you just showed it to me?”
“What? By giving each other blowjobs?” she asked, amused. But when she looked up, she saw his face was serious. “Usually only if they’re lovers—I mean, it’s a very intimate act.” She cleared her throat and went on quickly. “Obviously, you and I aren’t actually lovers but we’re in kind of…unusual circumstances right now.”
“I didn’t mean what you called a ‘blowjob’ exactly,” he remarked. “I meant what you called a ‘kiss’—pressing your lips to someone else. Do mammalians do that a lot?”
“Well…sure.” Bobbi smiled at him. “But where you press your lips varies depending on your relationship. For instance, you might kiss a friend or a relative on the cheek. Like this.”
Lifting herself on one elbow, she leaned over him and kissed his rough cheek gently. When she pulled back, Dragon raised a hand and touched the place where she’d kissed him with his fingertips, an unreadable look on his face.
“I think I like that,” he murmured. “Where do lovers kiss each other, then? Also on the cheek?”
“Or the lips,” Bobbi murmured. He had a lush mouth but she wasn’t sure he’d want her to kiss him there after she’d just swallowed his seed. Some guys, her ex included, wouldn’t like that—which Bobbi thought was silly but what could you do?