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“Nothing?” I echo.
“And I’ll wear your thighs over my shoulders.”
I suck in a breath as he picks me up and hefts me against him, pinning my body between his and the counter. My arms go around his neck as he presses a kiss to my lips, and then kisses down my throat, teasing the sensitive skin under my ears. “You want to go down on me?”
“More than anything.” His purring grows so loud that it fills the room. “But only if you want it.”
I’d be a fool to not want it. Jrrru has been patient and thoughtful as a lover so far, never pushing me or demanding too much. He’s content to let me show him just where my boundaries are and secure enough in himself to wait for me to get ready for more.
Am I ready for more? I contemplate this as he kisses my neck again, his tongue darting against my skin.
Fuck yes, I am. “Bed or counter?”
My big praxiian lover groans against my skin, and his purring increases. “Wherever you’re the most comfortable.”
“On the bed,” I say promptly. “And then, on your face.”
“Now you’re talking.” He scoops me up against him and I wrap my legs around his waist as he leads me to the bedroom. “Bed it is…and then my face.”
Jrrru carries me over to the bed and sets me gently on the mattress. My legs hang off the side and my head bumps against the wall, and I’m aware of what a tight fit it is for both of us. How I’ve been ignoring all week that sometimes I wake up with my arm asleep or Jrrru joking that his ass hangs off the bed. It’s been a lower priority for me, going out of my comfort zone.
No longer. “We’re getting a new bed tomorrow,” I tell him. “I’m letting you in.”
Jrrru gives me a curious look as he kneels on the floor between my legs. “I’m already inside.”
He’s not following. It’s all right. I know what I mean. It’s time to stop doing half-measures and let Jrrru into my life as my partner, fully. I wriggle on the bed, hiking up my plain tunic and shucking off my pants and boots. They all fit loose and for once I’m glad, because it takes no time at all to get undressed.
My big praxiian makes a low growl of delight when I spread my legs for him, slipping one of my knees over his broad shoulder. “Now this is a sight I could enjoy forever.”
I reach down and brush my fingers over my pussy, trying not to be nervous. It’s been a long time since anyone has gone down on me, and it always feels so very intimate and vulnerable. But this is Jrrru, and I trust him to make me feel good. I stroke my clit, rubbing it as he presses kisses up my thigh.
“My turn,” he tells me, pushing my hand aside. “Been waiting forever to taste this pretty cunt. Just look at how soft and wet you are.”
And he stretches his tongue out and licks me long and hard.
I whimper, clutching at the blankets as his tongue travels up the seam of my pussy. I prop up on my elbows to watch him, fascinated at the sight of his big face between my thighs. Jrrru rubs his face along the inside of my thigh, his whiskers tickling my skin. His purring starts up again, and he’s so loud with it that his breath sounds as if it’s thrumming.
He takes a deep, long inhale, and then his eyes grow heavy with lust. “Kef me, but that’s good. You smell so gorgeous, love. My mouth is watering.”
“You can taste. I’m not scared.”
Jrrru’s heated gaze slides up to mine, and there’s a curl of amusement at the corner of his mouth. “You’re not, are you? You’re my fierce warrior.” He leans in and nuzzles his mouth against my pussy. “My fierce warrior with the most keffing tasty cunt ever. Gods, you smell incredible. I’m going to tongue you for hours.”
And yet he’s talking about it and not doing it. Is he waiting for an engraved invitation? Is he trying to go slow for my sake? I put my hand on the back of his head and press him towards my pussy. With a ravenous sound, he parts my folds and then licks me again, hard. His tongue is very different from a human tongue, I realize. It’s thinner and can fold and curl around my pussy, and the surface of it is textured and almost too rough. I squirm against his mouth, panting. “Not too hard.”
“Soft,” he murmurs, and starts lapping at my clit. “So soft for you, love.”
This time when he licks me, I moan with arousal. He wasn’t kidding about being soft. Each brush of his tongue over my most sensitive parts is teasingly light and gentle, and when he curls that flexible tongue around my clit and sucks, I sob and twist my fingers deeper into his mane, holding him fixed in place.
