But I give her what she needs. My tongue finds her clit, and she cries out, her hands flying to my hair. I start slow, usingbroad strokes, letting her get used to the sensation. Then I focus, circling her clit with the tip of my tongue while my hands hold her thighs open.
"Oh God, Axel..."
I vary the pressure, the rhythm, learning all over again what makes her crazy. When I slide one finger inside her, she's already soaked.
"You're so wet for me," I murmur against her skin. "Love how responsive you are."
I add a second finger, curling them to hit that spot inside her while my tongue works her clit. Her hips start moving, grinding against my mouth.
"That's it. Take what you need."
I can feel her getting close. Her thighs are trembling, her breathing ragged. I increase the pressure slightly, the pace, pushing her higher.
"Axel, I'm... I'm going to..."
"Come for me. Let me taste it."
The orgasm crashes over her. She screams my name, her whole body arching off the platform. I work her through it,not stopping until she's pushing at my head, oversensitive and gasping.
"Too much," she pants.
I kiss my way up her body, taking my time. Stopping at her ribs to bite gently. Sucking a mark on her breast that makes her whimper. By the time I reach her mouth, she's recovered enough to kiss me back desperately.
"Your turn," she says, her voice husky.
"You don't have to..."
"I want to." She pushes at my chest. "Lie down. Please. I want to make you feel good."
The please does it. I lie back on the platform, and she kneels between my legs. Her hand wraps around my cock, and I groan at the contact.
"Tell me what you like," she says, stroking experimentally.
"Firm grip. Start slow. And baby, whatever you do with your mouth will be perfect."
She leans down, her tongue darting out to lick the head. I nearly lose my mind at the sight. Those dark eyes looking up at me while her tongue swirls around the tip.
"Fuck, Aurora..."
She takes me in her mouth, and I have to grip the edge of the platform to keep from thrusting. She's not experienced, moving cautiously, but there's something incredibly hot about watching her learn.
"Just like that. Use your hand on what you can't take."
She does, her hand working the base while her mouth takes the top half. She's finding a rhythm now, her tongue doing things that make my hips jerk.
"You're doing so good, baby. So fucking good."
She moans around me, and the vibration nearly ends me right there. I thread my fingers through her hair gently, not pushing, just touching. Connecting.
"A little deeper. That's it. Perfect."
She takes me deeper, and I feel the back of her throat. She gags slightly and pulls back, but then she's trying again, determined.
"Easy. Don't push yourself. This isn't a race."
But she wants to. I can see the determination in her eyes. She takes me deep again, swallowing around me, and this time she doesn't gag.
"Holy fuck. Aurora, I'm not going to last if you keep doing that."
