I lift my head. “I’m still processing what happened, but I wanted you from the moment I met you, Kobrik.”
He takes my face in his hands while he stares into my eyes.
“What are you looking for?” I ask.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” I say, slipping the strap off my other shoulder, until the baby-doll top slides down my torso.
Kobrik picks me up, my top abandoned on the floor as I wrap my legs around him. We kiss as he carries me back to the bed where he lays me down, then turns to strip. That ass… Oh, my. I can see myself nipping it and every other part of him.
I check the calendar on my nightstand. Post occupation, birth control is virtually non-existent and condoms are too damn expensive. The little black star in the corner of October eleventh tells me I’m safe.
“Hey!” I yelp as Kobrik pulls me to the end of the bed where he’s kneeling.
“What are you—” I stop mid-sentence as he slides my panties down and spreads my legs. “You’re going to kiss me there?”
He quirks a brow. “Should I not?”
“Yes, you should!”
He chuckles as he kisses his way up my legs while he runs his hands over my pussy. A finger slips into my slit, and damn, I’m incredibly wet. I’ve never been touched there, not by a man’s hand.
Kobrik horns curve back completely, nearly disappearing from my line of sight. Determination and lust flash in his deep blue eyes.
When he licks his lips, my pussy gushes. He’s really going to?—
He dives in, his tongue entering my folds and I’m immediately struck by the pleasure, theintimacy, of his touch.
With the flat of his tongue, he licks me—licks me!—until my hips start moving on their own. Rising, pushing against him, begging for more.
And I do want more.
Everything he has.
Everything he is.
When he reaches that one spot, heaven help me… He sucks me into his mouth, rolling my clit between his lips. I can’t talk, or think, but moans surround me. Mine?
Yes!
A pressure builds inside me, making me squirm and rock against his mouth. I shove my hands into his hair, holding him there.
He doesn’t let up. A deft finger enters my core and strokes me.
“I’m going to explode.”
He doesn’t reply. He can’t, not with his mouth on me, but I swear I hear him chuckle.
As another finger enters me, his nose, his tongue, even the scruff of his jaw brushes against my most sensitive area. He’s relentless and unabashed. And he’s all mine.
My entire body climbs higher and higher. My fingers dig into his hair and quickly find the bumps at the base of his horns. I play with them. Tapping, stroking, circling any and everything until I’m rewarded with a deep, sensual moan which resonatesalong my pussy. This is what I need. Hearing his arousal,feelingit.
I rub the bumps faster and faster matching the pace of his fingers inside me.
Another moan, almost a growl, fills the room. I lose myself to that rich timbre, my hands unable to stop. Kobrik’s lips clamp down on my clit and a thousand stars burst behind my eyes.
My knees shut, trapping his head between them like a vise. I wish he could stay there forever. Wouldn’t that be a sight!
