appreciation and took him in her hand, feeling the heat of him, the size of him. Thin ridges decorated his length, firmed as she stroked him. His taste was a forbidden desire. Something that part of her yearned to savor, despite the consequences. Instead she lifted her lips to his and met them with a desperate kiss. This was a moment stolen in time. For now she didn’t need to think about what she had suffered or what would happen to her in the future. She had only to forget the past and enjoy the moment, to live in it with a being that promised to love her body, and love it well.
His hands roamed over her skin, and she returned the favor, each of them exploring the other’s differences. She wanted to touch, to taste, but she held herself back, using only her hands as she explored him. Nothing held him back—he delighted in suckling her breasts, taking each nipple deep into his mouth and pulling hard until the pressure had her groaning aloud, squirming beneath his hands.
Her groans turned to soft pleas when he dipped one hand between her thighs, stroking her core. With sudden inspiration she took his other hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed the pad of each fingertip and then as he began to press into her, exploring the wet folds of her pussy, she sucked his index finger into her mouth. He moaned aloud, the physical metaphor affecting him as she’d hoped. She sucked at his digit as she would have enjoyed sucking his cock and was rewarded when his eyes darkened even more and his breaths grew ragged. She arched against him, sucking, and breathed in the scent of his hot skin. Hints of alien spices infused with male musk teased her, made her mouth water. She dragged her teeth over him as he parted her and slid one finger deep into her.
“Yes!” She groaned out the encouragement. But he took too long, seemed barely to stroke her, until she could stand it no more.
Sue gripped his shoulder and flung one leg over his hips. With a twist and a thrust, she rolled with him and pressed his back into the beach beneath them. His long hair spread against the ground, the hue of his hair contrasting like gold against the fine black sand. She leaned forward and took his lips, determined to possess them, but fell back with a gasp as she realized his fingers were still pressed against her core.
He grinned at her and teased her, pulling her quickly to join him in a rhythm over which she had no control. She rode it, spread over him and open to his touch, unable to do anything but follow his lead as he took her again over a crest of desire and into orgasm.
Sue’s juices dripped and she gasped for breath. He shifted her, lowering her until she could feel the heat of his cock against her. She spread her legs wider, straining to reach the hot skin stretched so tightly over his throbbing member. Slowly he lowered her onto him, allowing only one ridged section of his cock into her at a time.
She tightened over each ridge. Each textured crest enhanced and prolonged the sensation of penetration, that moment when she was first truly opened by her lover. Sue found her moans harmonizing with his soft grunts of passion. “Oh…my…God.”
She clenched his biceps with her hands, hanging on as she rode him, at first slowly, then faster. The ridges rubbed inside her, informing her of nerve endings she’d had no idea she possessed. She rocked against him, delving deeper into the sensation. With each swivel of her hips she could feel the pattern of his L’inar rotating against the sensitive skin of her pussy lips. A soft noise drew her attention to his face, and it was her turn to grin as she watched the control leave his eyes. She began to rock in a figure eight over him, and the sensation took both their breaths away.
Asler rolled over, taking her with him. He drove into her as he rose up on his elbows. She couldn’t think, couldn’t stop herself as she touched him anywhere, everywhere. Her lips brushed the L’inar across his chest
His hands roamed over her skin, and she returned the favor, each of them exploring the other’s differences. She wanted to touch, to taste, but she held herself back, using only her hands as she explored him. Nothing held him back—he delighted in suckling her breasts, taking each nipple deep into his mouth and pulling hard until the pressure had her groaning aloud, squirming beneath his hands.
Her groans turned to soft pleas when he dipped one hand between her thighs, stroking her core. With sudden inspiration she took his other hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed the pad of each fingertip and then as he began to press into her, exploring the wet folds of her pussy, she sucked his index finger into her mouth. He moaned aloud, the physical metaphor affecting him as she’d hoped. She sucked at his digit as she would have enjoyed sucking his cock and was rewarded when his eyes darkened even more and his breaths grew ragged. She arched against him, sucking, and breathed in the scent of his hot skin. Hints of alien spices infused with male musk teased her, made her mouth water. She dragged her teeth over him as he parted her and slid one finger deep into her.
“Yes!” She groaned out the encouragement. But he took too long, seemed barely to stroke her, until she could stand it no more.
Sue gripped his shoulder and flung one leg over his hips. With a twist and a thrust, she rolled with him and pressed his back into the beach beneath them. His long hair spread against the ground, the hue of his hair contrasting like gold against the fine black sand. She leaned forward and took his lips, determined to possess them, but fell back with a gasp as she realized his fingers were still pressed against her core.
He grinned at her and teased her, pulling her quickly to join him in a rhythm over which she had no control. She rode it, spread over him and open to his touch, unable to do anything but follow his lead as he took her again over a crest of desire and into orgasm.
Sue’s juices dripped and she gasped for breath. He shifted her, lowering her until she could feel the heat of his cock against her. She spread her legs wider, straining to reach the hot skin stretched so tightly over his throbbing member. Slowly he lowered her onto him, allowing only one ridged section of his cock into her at a time.
She tightened over each ridge. Each textured crest enhanced and prolonged the sensation of penetration, that moment when she was first truly opened by her lover. Sue found her moans harmonizing with his soft grunts of passion. “Oh…my…God.”
She clenched his biceps with her hands, hanging on as she rode him, at first slowly, then faster. The ridges rubbed inside her, informing her of nerve endings she’d had no idea she possessed. She rocked against him, delving deeper into the sensation. With each swivel of her hips she could feel the pattern of his L’inar rotating against the sensitive skin of her pussy lips. A soft noise drew her attention to his face, and it was her turn to grin as she watched the control leave his eyes. She began to rock in a figure eight over him, and the sensation took both their breaths away.
Asler rolled over, taking her with him. He drove into her as he rose up on his elbows. She couldn’t think, couldn’t stop herself as she touched him anywhere, everywhere. Her lips brushed the L’inar across his chest
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