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Thankfully, he doesn’t seem in the mood to tease me and he doesn’t leave me waiting. He bends his head to take one of my nipples into his mouth and sucks gently, eliciting a gasp from me. My toys couldn’t do that.
His fingers find my other nipple and he shows me exactly what a talented guitarist can do. Within minutes I’m writhing and the swing is swaying gently, causing me to occasionally bump against his dick. While his mouth and fingers drive me closer to heaven I can’t stop thinking about those piercings. They’re terrifying, sure, but I’m intrigued. Do they hurt him? Will they hurt me? Is there any way at all that they really will feel good?
Will I get to find out?
When I’m sure I’m going to lose my mind and come undone just from his attention to my breasts alone, he releases my tender nipples and kisses his way down my stomach, settling with his head between my legs. With a sharp tug of the material, the swing drops several feet and I yelp in surprise, but Quilo tensions the rope before my ass hits the floor. I’m much closer to the ground now and he sinks to his knees, the perfect height to taste me without breaking his back.
I break out in a cold, nervous sweat, but he’s completely oblivious, running his hands up and down my thighs in a soothing pattern. Maybe he isn’t so oblivious after all because he doesn’t make a move until he feels me relax under his touch. When I do, he kisses between my legs.
“You smell amazing.”
I blush. He doesn’t notice because his attention is fixed firmly between my legs, but I know my face is burning.
He once again takes me by surprise by gently licking the length of me before I’m mentally prepared for what’s happening. Maybe I should have known what was coming, but that doesn’t mean I’m ready for it to happen.
Only, when he repeats the action a second, third and fourth time, I find myself wanting more. His lips enclose my clit and as he begins to suck gently, he slides two fingers into me. I’m absolutely soaked so there’s very little resistance. My body is ready for him, even if my mind isn’t.
Mercifully, he brings me to a quick release that has me shuddering and sobbing his name. I’m mortified, but when he looks up and smiles sexily at me, the embarrassment wanes. He looks hotter than hell and I need him inside me right now. I tell him and it earns me a wolfish grin.
He stands, towers over me for a minute until he’s able to reposition the swing at hip height, giving him perfect access. He lines his cock up at my entrance and it suddenly looks huge and terrifying once more. But the thought of not having sex with him now is even scarier.
“Are you sure?” He asks. I nod. He pushes against my opening and I tense.
“Wait!” He stills. “I don’t know...I’ve not…It’s been…”
“It’s okay.”
“But I don’t have any moves. I don’t know any tricks.”
He raises a brow at me and it just makes him look even sexier, like the absolute rock god he is. That’s when it hits me. He’s the lead singer in an internationally acclaimed band. He’s probably slept with hundreds of women. Thousands. And I’m woefully lacking.
I start to twist and turn, struggling to sit up and get out of the damn swing. I want to cover up and hide. It’s not a conversation I want to be having while I’m naked. Or ever, if I can help it.
“Firefly, you’re in a sex swing right now—”
“A yoga swing,” I grumble. He grins.
“It would once have been a dream come true for me, but since I met you, you’re it. You’re the dream.” He reaches out and takes my hand, helping me into a sitting position so that I’m pulled against his chest. I wrap my arms around him and rest my cheek upon his beating heart as he continues to speak in his hypnotic melodious voice. “Even if we don’t have sex, you’re everything I ever wanted. No moves or tricks necessary.”
Honestly, it’s the sweetest, most perfect thing he could have said to me. I tilt my head up to him and he kisses me softly.
“Just promise me you won’t be disappointed,” I whisper.
“I could never be disappointed by you.”
I nod my head and release a long breath. I’m ready. Didn’t Sacha say that learning was part of the fun? Everything I’ve done so far with Quilo has been, so there’s no reason why actually doing the deed should be any different.
Keeping me wrapped in his arms and kissing me slowly and sensually, he once again lines himself up between my thighs. He teases me with the tip of his cock, rubbing it back and forth over my sensitive skin and spreading the juices from my orgasm around. It actually feels delicious, even when he bumps against my sensitized clit. When I don’t freak out, he gently lines up at my entrance and presses in.
I gasp at the pressure, thanking God, Juniper, Sacha, and the universe for getting me those toys so that I could prepare. I clutch onto Quilo’s shoulders and spy myself in the mirror behind him. My eyes are wild and my lips are swollen. I look wanton and free. I watch myself run my hands down Quil’s back, tracing his tattoos all the way down to his amazing ass, which I can’t resist squeezing.
Buns of steel indeed.
Then my vision of his ass is cut off from the mirror completely as Quilo pushes fully into me. The pleasure makes me throw my head back, and I release a low groan. He slowly pulls out and it’s even better.
Holy fuck, I felt every single one of those bars enter and leave me.
He carefully returns me to my lying down position on the swing and holds me in place by curling his body over mine and wrapping his arms under my shoulders. From here, I can feel our chests moving together as one as we kiss. And I’m sure it’s not my imagination, but the bond feels stronger than ever, wrapping us together and burning with a searing heat I’m sure will leave a mark.
