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One of his arms was behind his head as a pillow, the other rested on his stomach right over where he tented his pants. His shirt was tight, showing off every muscle, and my fingers itched with the urge to feel him through the fabric.
After a second, I remembered I could do that now and let myself.
The shirt was soft, a contrast to the steel underneath, and I shifted to the hem hesitantly. I hadn’t let him take off my shirt, was it okay for me to-?
He took the option out of my hands by removing it himself, flinging the garment off to the side before relaxing on the bed again with a grin. “Touch wherever you want, I have no boundaries and will like all of it.”
Well, that was definitely permission granted then.
Trailing my hands over his chest, I tried to memorize every dip and hollow. His breathing stayed even as I started at his neck and worked my way down, stopping momentarily to roll his nipple.
He shuddered, length twitching harder in its confines, and I made a note of that for later. Finishing with my exploration of his chest for now, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his pants and started on those.
I bit my lip, opening the zipper slowly until he pushed up through the hole. The metal teeth didn’t look comfortable at all and, after a second of consideration, I started working his jeans off. He helped, lifting his hips and kicking them away when asked.
Sitting back, I got my first look at him and nearly groaned. He was big, I’d been right about that, and the vein along the underside all but begged me to stroke it.
So I did.
It stood out against the other skin and he closed his eyes, shuddering when I got to the tip and pressed into the slit there. His hips rolled upward and he sucked in a breath.
“Easy, woman.” He groaned, “If you keep that up I’m not lasting for anything else.”
That wasn’t a bad thought, to be honest, but we’d come back to it later. I wanted to taste him, and I would.
Shifting to lie between his legs, I curled both hands around him, one on top of the other. He couldn’t accidentally push too much in now and I could explore at my leisure.
Popping the head past my lips, I licked him and caught the faint salty flavor. There wasn’t much else, but I shrugged mentally and sucked. This time his back arched, my hands stopping him from thrusting deeper as he groaned.
I took that as my go ahead, sinking another inch down and reveling in the way he thrashed. Is this what he’d felt doing it to me; satisfied and proud?
I could see why he’d want to do it more often.
His eyes were screwed shut tightly, but when I sucked harder on him, they flew open and he choked out a curse. His hand wound into my hair, tugging as he gasped out.
“I’m going to-.”
I knew what he meant and I nodded, keeping my hands firm. When he realized what I meant–that I was fine with it–his eyes rolled back and he pulsed between my fingers.
With a final snarl and buck, he let go.
I followed his movements, letting him ride it out how he’d done for me. More of the salty flavor hit my tongue and I hummed, noting that it was stronger. Pulling off when he stopped jerking, I curled up into his neck and smiled.
He was still faintly twitching, his hand pressed against my back now as he slowly came back to the world one second at a time.
After who knows how long, he blinked, sucked in a deep breath, and grinned the dopiest smile I’d ever seen. “That was…”
He trailed off, shaking his head. I knew what he what he was trying to say, so I continued where he had left off. “Indescribable?”
He nodded. “Yeah, that.” His voice was breathy, the heart under my ear hammering away as he melted into the mattress.
Satisfaction welled in me, and pride was right on its tail. I’d done that. I’d turned the usually flirtatious and bigger-than-life man into a puddle of contented goo.
I’d be doing it again too, hopefully many more times.
I grinned at the thought, half hiding into his throat as we both basked in the afterglow. At some point he dragged the blanket around us when I shivered, but other than that we didn’t move.
Sweat clung to me and I grimaced, hating the sticky feeling even as I resisted even the thought of getting up. This was our bubble, a sanctuary away from the world, and I didn’t want to give it up yet.
