She giggles. “Do you enjoy your new kind of alarm clock?”
“Gluh,” I agree.
Another giggle, which somehow manages to shoot straight to my heartandmy dick at the same time, even though my dick is still throbbing and hot and wet from her mouth. “Did I suck away your brains as well?”
“Uh-huh.” It’s almost intelligible human speech.
She giggles a third time. “I quite enjoy this.”
“Enjoy what?” I ask, proud of myself for managing actual words.
“Doing this blowjob to you.”
“You do, huh?” I’m regaining my higher functions, now, and tuck her wild, runaway hair behind her ear. “What about it do you enjoy?”
“It makes me feel very powerful. You clearly cannot control anything you do or say when I am having your cock in my mouth. I enjoy making you feel this way. I enjoy watching you go so crazy with the feeling good.” She kisses my jaw. “And I really quite enjoy how silly you are, after I have finished.”
“However much you enjoy it, honey, it doesn’t come anywhere fuckin’ close to how muchIenjoy it.”
She grins, her lips curving against my cheek. “Good. This is my purpose, after all.”
“What prompted it?”
She shrugs. “I woke up feeling quite hot, so I removed my clothing. And then I felt you to be erect, and it caused me to remember at the camping place, when I did this to you. And I…” She shrugs. “I wanted to do it again. I wanted to give you pleasure.”
“You certainly did.”
She nuzzles my throat. “I am no longer feeling so sore.”
I can only laugh. “My greedy girl is horny.”
I feel her confusion. “Horny? Please, what does this mean?”
“Means you want sex. You’re sexually aroused.”
She palms my cheek and kisses the side of my throat. “Oh. Well, then, yes, I am very horny.”
I laugh again. “Should do somethin’ about that, then, shouldn’t we?”
She moans as I slide my hands over her ass, grinding her sex against my thigh. “Please, yes. Please,please, yes.”
I slip my hand between her thighs, find her seam. “Fuck, honey,” I groan. “You’re fuckin’soaked.”
“When I am horny, I think my pussy becomes very wet.”
I laugh, but it’s more of a groan. “When I’m horny, my cock gets hard. When you get horny, your pussy gets wet.”
“You like it? That my pussy is very wet?”
I groan another disbelieving laugh. “Fuck yes, Anj.”
I slip my fingers through her wetness, toying with her until she whimpers. “Please, will you make love to me again?”
I shake my head. “Nope.”
She lifts her head, confused. “No?” Hurt flashes across her beautiful features. “But, I thought—”
The hurt of imagined rejection is too much, and I speak quickly to erase it. “Not yet,” I say.
