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I dipped my head toward her sweet opening and gave it a long lick.
She gasped, but before she had a chance to say anything, I did it again, this time separating the lips of her pussy. I lapped at the juice pouring from her opening, tasting and thoroughly enjoying my new favorite liquid. As my tongue reached the button at the top of her slit, her body spasmed, and she moaned.
I vaguely remembered the description of such a button in the book Charlie had given me. At the time, I had made notes on the main action points of the male, but I couldn’t recall the details now.
Curse my memory. What do I do now?
Deciding to do my own experimental research instead of following instructions, I licked the button again and received the same reaction. My cock jumped in excitement. I nuzzled closer and placed my whole mouth along her pussy. I licked and sucked on her button and was rewarded with fresh juices, shaking legs, and breathless moans of pleasure from my soul pair.
“God, Zaide. Please,” she groaned, and hearing her cry my name was like a bolt of desire striking me, filling me with confidence, possessiveness, and even some smugness.
She needs release.
I smoothed my hand from her thigh to her pussy and probed her slick entry with one finger. Slowly, I slid my digit inside her tight pussy until it sat flush against my knuckles.
I felt her tense at the intrusion and rushed to assure her, “Well done, my love. You took that so well.” I turned my attention back to swiping my tongue around her button again in an effort to get her to relax.
Clit, I suddenly remembered from the book.
Her muscles around my finger clenched and released in rhythm as I touched a patch of ridges inside her. Curious, I stroked them, and a low, guttural groan escaped my soul pair. She panted, arching her back, and I slid a second finger inside her with ease, returning to curl my fingers against that peculiar spot.
All the while, my tongue danced around her clit as my fingers plunged into her. Her moans, sighs, and groans were accompanied by wriggling, arching, and a pussy that became slicker with every thrust—the wet sound like a siren call for my cock, which wept with desire. Desperate fingers racked my hair as she pressed me closer to her sex.
The boldness with which she demanded more made me wild, and I growled as I devoured her.
Suddenly, her whole body tensed, her pussy tightened like a vice around my fingers, and she cried out. Her thighs threatened to snap around my head, but I held her firmly as I lightened my ministrations. My fingers gentled, and my tongue slowed as she descended into shivers and gasps before relaxing against me.
I was as breathless as she was, and with the aftershocks of her pleasure still rippling around my fingers, it was hard not to imagine the same feeling around my cock. “Are you all right, Little Cat?” I asked, taking in the dazed expression on my soul pair’s face.
At the sound of my voice, she looked down at me and whispered, “I have a lot of emotions.”
“Bad ones?”
She shook her head. “Not bad. Just a lot.”
A tear fell backward into her hair, and my heart broke at the sight. I stood up and leaned over her. Having only had my first orgasm myself only weeks ago, I understood the turbulent emotions. I peppered her chest with kisses as I waited.
“That was … Zaide, that was everything. Thank you.” She stroked my hair, sincerity shining in her eyes.
I chuckled. “You needn't thank me for that, Little Cat. It was my pleasure.”
“You enjoyed it?”
“Very much so.” I kissed her nipple, and she shuddered.
I will kiss her pussy as many times as she’ll let me. Her taste is addictive.
She looked between us to see my cock twitching and leaking onto her thighs. “But you didn’t …”
“No.”
She frowned. “I want to do it for you. I want you to orgasm too.”
“You don’t—”
She pressed a finger against my lips, silencing me. “You just showed me how much you love me. I want to do the same for you.”
Shuffling back into the middle of the bed, she sat cross-legged, her soft belly in small rolls and her gorgeous breasts and pink nipples pert, begging for my attention. I moved toward them as I joined her on the bed, but Clawdia stopped me with a hand to my shoulder. “It’s my turn, remember.”
