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slightly so I can reach. I open my mouth and move until the head of his manhood is inside my mouth but not touching and then I pull back, closing my mouth in a smirk. “You know,” I say. “I seem to recall that you enjoy teasing. How do you enjoy the taste of your o—”
I’m interrupted as he pushes my head over his cock before I can finish my sentence. I laugh, the sound muffled against his length. I planned to tease him and take my time, but the sudden show of desperate passion ignites something within me. I rub both my hands up his thighs, pressing hard. I slide one hand around the base of his cock and cup his balls with the other, gently caressing them.
I take him in my mouth as deeply as I can, surprising myself with how wet this is getting me. I can already feel my panties are warm and sticking against my pussy. Each time I glance up, I see him looking down at me, face drawn with pleasure and satisfaction. Seeing his enjoyment drives me further into mine. I lose control, my hand and mouth pulsing up and down his cock so quickly that I make slurping noises. He groans, pushing himself deeper into my mouth.
I slide the hand that cups his balls down toward my own clit, knowing that I can’t bear to contain my own satisfaction any longer. When he sees, he reaches down and lifts me by the waist as if I weigh no more than a child. He presses me against the smooth bark of the Loris tree and rips down my pants and panties with his other hand, not bothering to take off my shirt. I am upright, back to the tree and my heaving chest is pressed against his. He spreads my legs so that I straddle him. I arch my hips toward him hungrily.
I see all his control has left him. His intentions to toy with me and slowly drive me wild are lost to some deeper animal lust within him. As if it radiates off him, I feel my own body growing hungrier and hungrier, as if I am drinking of an endless well but cannot seem to quench my thirst so I drink deeper and deeper until I drown.
“Fuck me,” I cry out so loudly that the whole city of Jektan must hear, the words gushing out of me without prior thought or control. I’m not usually one to swear, and the outburst makes me blush, but I am too far gone with ravenous need to dwell on it. The very dirtiness of my words lights a fresh fire of excitement in me.
He growls, the purring in his chest deep and thick. Without using his hands, he rocks his hips, using the head of his cock to spread my wetness from opening to clit. The vibrations of his purring send bursts of ecstasy through me, threatening to make me cum within seconds. I am about to push myself against him and fill my hole with his length when he beats me to it. I see the same hunger in his face that I feel in my heart. The idea alone that Pax, god among the Primus and a rebel king, should want me so badly nearly drives me to climax with his first thrust.
His cock slides inside me, not all the way, but enough for me to feel for that moment that we are completely connected. We need no words because our bodies are taking over, doing what instinct cannot resist at this point. And while I once thought that Pax was a force of willpower that could not be stopped no matter the obstacle, I realize in this moment that he could not stop himself from filling me and cumming inside me if he wanted. I am the force that can bend this giant’s wishes and desires.
He pushes himself into me, the hot cream of my pussy making his dick slick and warm against me. I slide my hands down his chest, taking in every line and crease of muscle, enjoying the smoothness and heat of his skin, distracting myself from the absolute explosion of sensation between my legs to let this moment stretch on as long as it can.
He groans, thrusting faster still. I curl my arms around his broad back and can’t keep myself from humping against him thirstily, as if his pace is still not fast enough. He pulls me away from the wood of the Loris tree and holds me in the air by
I’m interrupted as he pushes my head over his cock before I can finish my sentence. I laugh, the sound muffled against his length. I planned to tease him and take my time, but the sudden show of desperate passion ignites something within me. I rub both my hands up his thighs, pressing hard. I slide one hand around the base of his cock and cup his balls with the other, gently caressing them.
I take him in my mouth as deeply as I can, surprising myself with how wet this is getting me. I can already feel my panties are warm and sticking against my pussy. Each time I glance up, I see him looking down at me, face drawn with pleasure and satisfaction. Seeing his enjoyment drives me further into mine. I lose control, my hand and mouth pulsing up and down his cock so quickly that I make slurping noises. He groans, pushing himself deeper into my mouth.
I slide the hand that cups his balls down toward my own clit, knowing that I can’t bear to contain my own satisfaction any longer. When he sees, he reaches down and lifts me by the waist as if I weigh no more than a child. He presses me against the smooth bark of the Loris tree and rips down my pants and panties with his other hand, not bothering to take off my shirt. I am upright, back to the tree and my heaving chest is pressed against his. He spreads my legs so that I straddle him. I arch my hips toward him hungrily.
I see all his control has left him. His intentions to toy with me and slowly drive me wild are lost to some deeper animal lust within him. As if it radiates off him, I feel my own body growing hungrier and hungrier, as if I am drinking of an endless well but cannot seem to quench my thirst so I drink deeper and deeper until I drown.
“Fuck me,” I cry out so loudly that the whole city of Jektan must hear, the words gushing out of me without prior thought or control. I’m not usually one to swear, and the outburst makes me blush, but I am too far gone with ravenous need to dwell on it. The very dirtiness of my words lights a fresh fire of excitement in me.
He growls, the purring in his chest deep and thick. Without using his hands, he rocks his hips, using the head of his cock to spread my wetness from opening to clit. The vibrations of his purring send bursts of ecstasy through me, threatening to make me cum within seconds. I am about to push myself against him and fill my hole with his length when he beats me to it. I see the same hunger in his face that I feel in my heart. The idea alone that Pax, god among the Primus and a rebel king, should want me so badly nearly drives me to climax with his first thrust.
His cock slides inside me, not all the way, but enough for me to feel for that moment that we are completely connected. We need no words because our bodies are taking over, doing what instinct cannot resist at this point. And while I once thought that Pax was a force of willpower that could not be stopped no matter the obstacle, I realize in this moment that he could not stop himself from filling me and cumming inside me if he wanted. I am the force that can bend this giant’s wishes and desires.
He pushes himself into me, the hot cream of my pussy making his dick slick and warm against me. I slide my hands down his chest, taking in every line and crease of muscle, enjoying the smoothness and heat of his skin, distracting myself from the absolute explosion of sensation between my legs to let this moment stretch on as long as it can.
He groans, thrusting faster still. I curl my arms around his broad back and can’t keep myself from humping against him thirstily, as if his pace is still not fast enough. He pulls me away from the wood of the Loris tree and holds me in the air by
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