And fuck, I needed to stop thinking about her beauty out loud. “Nothing,” I said, kissing her back, pulling her to straddle me.
Tamara stared at me with narrowed eyes and I nearly cried from the loss. “Liar.”
“Yes. Please, kiss me again.”
The giggle escaping her before our mouths connected again made my heart feel lighter.
“Okay,” she breathed out. “You know more about all this than I do, so what—”
She yelped as I rolled us over. Her eyes were wide and cheeks pink as she looked up at me, hovering above her. “May I?” I asked, fingers threading at the little knot holding the skirt of her dress together at her hip.
Her blush intensified. “I-I don’t know? Shouldn’t we go somewhere…more private? Like your tent, or—”
“Ourtent,” I corrected before casting glances around. We were fully hidden behind the little waterfall and it was lunchtime. Most people would be eating in the center of the camp at this hour. “This is private enough.”
I could tell she was fighting her instincts, so I just waited. It took her a couple of seconds before she nodded, the motion shaky and unsure. No time to waste, I deftly untied it and opened it up.
By the gods.A line of short hair leading to slightly darker skin. It looked somewhat similar but also different from what I already knew and I cursed myself for not having read the damn book further.
“Is…Is everything okay?” she asked.
The sound of her voice brought me back to reality; my beautiful partner lying down in front of me, her legs spread and core exposed.
“Everything is perfect.”
Her arousal glistened and I could not help but touch her there. Her breath hitched when I let my fingers slide down to stop at her entrance where most of her wetness was pooling.
Soon.When she will be ready.
I went back to the bundle of nerves at the top and the moan escaping her throat told me it was the right decision. I traced a small and slow circle and her back arched away from the rough stone.
This had been the spot she was rubbing against me this morning. The safest bet to bring her pleasure right now.
I would have a lot more time to explore the rest of her body. Now, I wanted her to feel good. Safe. Comfortable.Blissful.
“What are you—”
“Trust me,” I said as I kissed my way down her body until my lips met the thin line of short curly hair. “If it gets too intense or if you need me to stop, tell me and I will.”
Despite how tense she had been before, her whole bodymeltedat the first brush of my tongue over her glistening center. “Ohgod.”
I was not sure which god she was praying to, but her pleasure made me feel like one. I switched between soft and slow licks to careful nibbles before closing my lips around her most sensitive spot to suck it into my mouth, tongue swirling furiously. Her unguarded moans and the way her hips kept moving, chasing the pleasure only I could give, sent more blood rushing to my cock.
One of her hands found her breasts and squeezed distractedly, like even she was not sure why she needed this.
So I pushed her hand aside and took over. Her nipple was hard under the fabric of her top and I could not help but pull it down to free it, revealing the darker peak and rolling it softly between my index and middle finger. Her moans intensified, her voice now almost broken.
“Ohgod, Filbur…I’m—”
She stopped herself and her back arched from the ground. I let go of her breast and straightened up, pulling her with me, circling her middle with both my arms and burying my face between her thighs. Her legs, placed over my shoulder and crossed behind my head, started to shake as the rest of her body convulsed. Hanging upside down with her eyes rolling back, she was magnificent. Both of her hands were holding my head tight, keeping me locked on the magical spot above her slick entrance as she kept coming and coming.
When her broken moans turned into whimpers, I placed her back down on the ground, kissing her inner thigh softly.
“Good?” I asked when she slowly opened her eyes, a blissful smile pulling at her lips.
She nodded. “I…I thought intimacy never felt good for women,” she confessed, a shadow clouding her eyes. “My…Jaketold me that women were only here for men’s pleasure. When he…” She paused, her throat bobbing, eyes watering. “When he seduced that other girl and forced me towatch…Although she said she wanted this, she looked in pain. When she tried to rub the fact that he had wanted her and not me in my face later on, I didn’t feel an inch of jealousy, just…I felt sad. Afraid.”
I hated that human male for hurting her this way. For playing with her mind, her feelings. For making her believe, even for a moment, that she would never find better. That it wasnormal.
