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Just when I think it can’t get any better, he gently nips at my lower lip.
Oh. It sends a bolt of heat flooding through my body, and my pulse begins to throb between my thighs. I gasp, my lips parting—
And he nips at my lower lip again, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it ever so slightly before he lets it go.
A moan escapes me. “You…”
“I have seen many vids,” he murmurs, nipping at my upper lip this time, as if he can’t get enough of touching me. “I wanted to try it. Did I do wrong?”
“No,” I breathe.
“Can I try more?”
Oh god, what a loaded question. I should say no. Just roll over and go to sleep and let things progress as achingly slow as necessary. Remind him that we’re supposed to be friends and this is friendly kissing and that’s all.
But then he nips at my lower lip again and his tongue brushes against it, ever so slightly, and I decide I want more after all. “Touch me.”
30
NASSAKTH
Touch me, Kim had said.
She wants me to touch her?
I only wished to press my tongue to hers, but at her command, a different, stronger need sweeps over me. I groan, burying my face against her soft neck as I slide my hands up and down her body. She is so small against me, so fragile, and yet I want her so badly. I drag my tongue over her smooth, furless neck, fascinated by the feel of her. No wonder humans are so popular on the fringes of the galaxy—I am addicted to Kim, her scent, her feel, and now her taste.
Kim shivers underneath me. “Your tongue…”
I lift my head, worried. “It is bad?” Does she not like it when I lick her? I know how to please a praxiian female, but a human is an entirely different sort of thing.
She shakes her head. “Just different. A little raspy.” She looks up at me and her fingertips brush over my jaw. I cannot tell what she is thinking.
But then her gaze goes to my mouth again and I decide I will give her more mouth-tastings. I am all too happy to do so. I lean in and brush my lips over hers, and she parts her mouth under mine. I lick gently at her mouth, letting my tongue delve into hers, and she lets out a little moan. She opens wider, letting me in, and then she is lapping at me, our mouths melded as we taste each other.
Her tongue is different than mine, I realize, thicker and softer than my flat, textured one. It is odd at first, but when she makes the soft little Kim noises in her throat as my tongue moves against hers, I decide it is not bad, and when I lick into her mouth again and again, I decide that it is good. Very good. She whimpers in her throat as we kiss and lick at one another, and I am lost in the taste of her hot mouth, the wet heat of her as she sucks on the tip of my tongue. Hungry need shoots straight to my groin and I run my hands up and down her sides, aching for more. She wishes to be touched? I will touch her all over…and then I will lick her in all the spots I have caressed.
I lift my head to study her face, and she is flushed, her eyelids heavy. Her lips are parted and wet, pink from the press of my mouth against hers, and I like the sight of that so much that I lick her mouth. She moans, following my tongue as it glides over her upper lip, as if she never wants it to lift from her.
My cock throbs in response. I love the sight of her, soft and needy and ready.
Kim squirms underneath me, and I take this as a sign that she is eager to be mounted. I grab her hips and pull her upright. She’s dazed, her gaze flicking over me, and I guide her onto her belly, then pull her hips into the air and flip my tunic up, exposing her backside. It is as pale and smooth as the rest of her, and the lack of tail is startling to see. Her female parts are not exposed like this but buried between the cleft of her ass. Different, but exciting.
“Wait,” Kim breathes.
I tug on the waist of my trou, ready to pull them off. The blood pounds in my ears and I am fascinated by her backside. I want to rub my cock all over—
“Nassakth, wait.”
It is like a splash of cold water, the trembling in Kim’s voice. I go still, and she slides away from me, tugging the tunic back down and hiding her body. She sits back down on her bottom and when she looks over at me, there is no excitement in her, no eager anticipation. It has bled away, leaving behind only fear and shame.
