sweet Astrid.” She smiled and squeezed her hand enough to steal his breath. “Oh do that again.”
She did and he nearly shot off the floor. Moisture leaked from the tip while she ran her small hands over him. They weren’t smooth like other women’s—a sign of her hard work—but he didn’t mind one bit. The small calluses on her fingers worked to incite him further and soon he was pushing off the floor with his heels as he rocked his hips into her grip. He widened his thighs and an ache formed in his balls.
“Your other hand, sweetness…cup my balls.”
She looked confused for a moment and he was about to demonstrate when her gaze dropped between his spread legs. He saw the moment she understood and soon her other hand had a firm grip on him.
“Oh, yesssss. Squeeze them just a little. Yes, like that.”
One hand faltered a bit while she concentrated on what the other was doing, but he didn’t mind. It was probably for the best since he was so close to coming already. He’d completely forgotten his request for her mouth until she leaned over him unexpectedly and licked a drop of moisture from the head.
“Gods…”
He fisted his hands beneath his head to keep from grabbing her.
“Was that okay?” she asked.
He could only nod while beads of sweat formed on his brow. She smiled and stole his breath again. Then she leaned down and got to work licking him like a treat. He wouldn’t last much longer like this. For a moment he considered stopping her, but then he glanced at her face. Her eyes were closed as she worked her tongue over him. Both hands moved in tandem now and she began to hum softly. She appeared to be enjoying herself. Well, who was he to stop her pleasure?
He grinned at the thought and relaxed into her ministrations. All too soon he felt his seed bubbling to the surface. He groaned and placed a hand gently against the back of her head.
“I’m going to come. It’ll shoot out…quickly.”
He could barely get the words out through his panting breaths but she nodded in acknowledgement. She didn’t stop and he wondered if she realized what was about to happen. And then it was too late to worry about it because he was coming with such force his eyes rolled back. He gripped the furs beneath him and tightened his thighs as jets of seed shot from his cock. Most landed on her hand and his belly, but she gasped when some caught her chin.
She pulled back a bit before leaning forward again and licking the source.
“Fuck…”
He could barely breathe from the force of his orgasm but he watched as she sat up. She held her hands before her and looked at his seed expressionlessly. Then before he could comment, she began to lick them clean.
“Gods, Astrid, you’ll have me hard again in no time.”
She stopped to raise an inquiring brow.
“Do you have any idea what it does to a man to see you licking his seed from your fingers?”
A blush filled her face and she shook her head. “Um…no.”
He sat up, grasping her wrists in his hands. “It reminds me of how good your tongue felt against my cock, and makes me want more.”
“Oh…”
Then he kissed her.
Astrid rested patiently on the fur-covered floor while Orestes dipped a cloth into a bowl of warm water. He took such care cleaning her hands it brought tears to her eyes. No man had ever cared for her. She’d never known a father or any other male relative. Once she’d become a woman the men in her village had taken notice. Her first lover had hurt her and frightened her badly. She’d run away from there as fast and as far as her legs could carry her. When she had finally stopped running she had allowed another man to take her in for a night, thinking her only currency lay between her thighs. One night with him proved she couldn’t live such a life and she’d run again. Then she’d lived in the forest.
“What is it?” Orestes asked. “What has you frowning so?”
She shook her head and tried to smile for him but
She did and he nearly shot off the floor. Moisture leaked from the tip while she ran her small hands over him. They weren’t smooth like other women’s—a sign of her hard work—but he didn’t mind one bit. The small calluses on her fingers worked to incite him further and soon he was pushing off the floor with his heels as he rocked his hips into her grip. He widened his thighs and an ache formed in his balls.
“Your other hand, sweetness…cup my balls.”
She looked confused for a moment and he was about to demonstrate when her gaze dropped between his spread legs. He saw the moment she understood and soon her other hand had a firm grip on him.
“Oh, yesssss. Squeeze them just a little. Yes, like that.”
One hand faltered a bit while she concentrated on what the other was doing, but he didn’t mind. It was probably for the best since he was so close to coming already. He’d completely forgotten his request for her mouth until she leaned over him unexpectedly and licked a drop of moisture from the head.
“Gods…”
He fisted his hands beneath his head to keep from grabbing her.
“Was that okay?” she asked.
He could only nod while beads of sweat formed on his brow. She smiled and stole his breath again. Then she leaned down and got to work licking him like a treat. He wouldn’t last much longer like this. For a moment he considered stopping her, but then he glanced at her face. Her eyes were closed as she worked her tongue over him. Both hands moved in tandem now and she began to hum softly. She appeared to be enjoying herself. Well, who was he to stop her pleasure?
He grinned at the thought and relaxed into her ministrations. All too soon he felt his seed bubbling to the surface. He groaned and placed a hand gently against the back of her head.
“I’m going to come. It’ll shoot out…quickly.”
He could barely get the words out through his panting breaths but she nodded in acknowledgement. She didn’t stop and he wondered if she realized what was about to happen. And then it was too late to worry about it because he was coming with such force his eyes rolled back. He gripped the furs beneath him and tightened his thighs as jets of seed shot from his cock. Most landed on her hand and his belly, but she gasped when some caught her chin.
She pulled back a bit before leaning forward again and licking the source.
“Fuck…”
He could barely breathe from the force of his orgasm but he watched as she sat up. She held her hands before her and looked at his seed expressionlessly. Then before he could comment, she began to lick them clean.
“Gods, Astrid, you’ll have me hard again in no time.”
She stopped to raise an inquiring brow.
“Do you have any idea what it does to a man to see you licking his seed from your fingers?”
A blush filled her face and she shook her head. “Um…no.”
He sat up, grasping her wrists in his hands. “It reminds me of how good your tongue felt against my cock, and makes me want more.”
“Oh…”
Then he kissed her.
Astrid rested patiently on the fur-covered floor while Orestes dipped a cloth into a bowl of warm water. He took such care cleaning her hands it brought tears to her eyes. No man had ever cared for her. She’d never known a father or any other male relative. Once she’d become a woman the men in her village had taken notice. Her first lover had hurt her and frightened her badly. She’d run away from there as fast and as far as her legs could carry her. When she had finally stopped running she had allowed another man to take her in for a night, thinking her only currency lay between her thighs. One night with him proved she couldn’t live such a life and she’d run again. Then she’d lived in the forest.
“What is it?” Orestes asked. “What has you frowning so?”
She shook her head and tried to smile for him but
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