they had only to return to the castle, no matter how grave the injury.
So despite his initial desire to look for Nel immediately, he knew he should wait the two days. He would need every ounce of strength. Not to mention the added benefit of being with Astrid during that time.
She continued to kiss him, proving she was indeed an apt pupil. Her small tongue dipped between his lips tentatively at first, then he moaned, and she speared it in with confidence. He ran one hand up her back, beneath the borrowed shirt and to her nape. He held her to him there and with his other hand cupped her lush bottom. Despite her thin frame, she had the most delectable ass. It was barely a handful, but oh what a handful. He squeezed it in appreciation and she wiggled in his grip.
“Mmmm, Orestes…”
“Yes, my sweet.”
She smiled against his mouth before kissing him again and he liked this more aggressive side of her. She surprised him further by moving away from his mouth and leaving a trail of kisses down his throat. He let his head fall back and she continued to work her way south. Once she reached his chest he expected her to stop. Instead, she pushed against him and he merely raised a brow in question.
“Will you lie back, please?” she asked quietly.
He almost didn’t. Having a woman on top of him could be wonderful but it wasn’t his preferred position. But then he saw the uncertainty in her eyes where there had been nothing but passion a moment ago and he immediately lounged back onto the fur-covered floor. A smile lit her face and dispelled his doubts as if they’d never been.
“What do you have in mind?” he asked.
She straddled him, placing her warm sex directly over his cock and he groaned. He gripped her hips and pushed against her. She gasped and he smiled.
“I don’t know,” she said.
He stilled while she looked him over. When she licked her lips an image of them wrapped around his cock immediately sprang to mind. He breathed out roughly and wondered if she had any experience with that particular act.
“I have a suggestion, but only a suggestion. You can say no,” he said. “But first, remove the shirt.”
She whipped his shirt off and threw it aside. Then she ran her hands over his chest and nodded. “Okay.”
“Have you ever taken a man into your mouth?”
Her jaw dropped and true confusion showed in her pretty eyes. “What?”
He couldn’t help but chuckle. That answered that question.
“Do you remember how I pleasured you with my tongue?” She nodded. “You are more than welcome to do the same for me…if you wish.”
Her expression cleared into one of curiosity. “Oh.”
She looked down at where her hands now rested on his lower belly. He quivered unexpectedly at her innocent touch and he nearly laughed at himself. He’d been with so many women over his long life, and yet this little human had him nearly trembling in expectation. She slid down his thighs, her sex rubbing enticingly over his skin. He nearly stopped her and asked her to ride him instead. But then the moment passed and she was positioned between his thighs, looking down at his erection curiously. She licked her lips again and his cock jumped in expectation.
“Oh! Did you do that?”
This time he did laugh. His cock jumped again and he nodded. “I am able to move it to some extent.”
“Ah. Um…can I touch it?”
“Oh yes, my darling. I would be very happy if you did.”
She lifted one hand and let it hover just over the head of his cock for a moment. He folded his arms behind his head to fight the temptation to grab her and roll her beneath him. He ached to pound into her delicate body.
Finally, when he wasn’t certain he could wait another second, she slowly dropped her hand and palmed the head. He groaned and moved his hips without thought. She closed her finger over him gently. Too gently.
“It won’t break. Rub it, tug on it a little even.” Her thin brows shot up but she did as he said. “Yesssss,
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