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She’s breathless as she grinds herself against my length. I meet her movements and we fall into a synchronized rhythm so good I know I won’t last long.

The part of me that’s high off the taste of her wants to chase that feeling until I explode, but another part of me wants to make this last. I want to see her come again.

She’s into what we’re doing, but I can tell she’s worn out from the two orgasms she’s already had. She’s chasing another with so much urgency, she’s tense.

I move away and push her onto her back. “There’s no rush, Vee.”

I’m as horny as a Mahara male affected by their female’s heat season, but the effects of licking her are wearing off enough for me to think straight again. This isn’t about just getting off. She needs to enjoy this, not try to rush to as many orgasms as she can. I want us to savor each other.

She grabs my shoulders and tries to pull me on top of her. Not a good idea when I’m in this mental state. I take both her hands in my wide grip and secure them over her head.

“Remember that nickname I hate?”

She nods.

“Right now, I’m going to be yourboss man. And you’re going to relax and stop trying to rush this.”

She quivers beneath me, but her eyes show nothing but trust. Void, I love it.

I straddle her, keeping most of my weight lifted. This position keeps my shaft firmly away from where it wants to be, perched at her opening. She shimmies, and my balls drop between her legs, resting against her wet clit, gently rubbing the sensitive skin with each small movement.

I don’t tell her to keep her hands over her head, but when I let go, she does, as if she knows. The position pushes out her breasts, putting them on full display. They’re magnificent. She’s magnificent.

I drag one hand down her throat, past her collarbone, and over one breast, giving it a light squeeze. She swallows and bucks her hips, still tense and chasing an orgasm. But I can tell her body’s not ready for another one yet. Sure, she’s turned on, but she needs to let go of that tension first.

Keeping one hand on her breast, I pump my cock with the other. I paint my thumb with the drop of pre-cum at the tip and bring it to her lips. It’s not enough to return her to that drugged state, but it’s enough to get her muscles to relax a little.

She licks her lips and sucks my thumb. I feel as if I can see her soul through her eyes. My Vera. So beautiful. So hungry.

I pinch her lip between my thumb and forefinger, then slowly move my hands down over her throat. She relaxes into the touch and her eyes roll closed as I continue down to her breasts.

My thumbs brush over her nipples again and again, a steady repetitive movement that makes her sigh. I watch each change in her, enamored by each new expression. It’s like discovering a treasure in your own backyard, a place you thought you knew.

Still massaging her breasts, I lean down and kiss her mouth, sweeping my tongue along hers. She dissolves into the affection, and I know she’s finally gotten out of her head and into her body. This is where I want her.

I lick up one side of her neck and down the other, swiping my long tongue around her breast as I continue thumbing the other. Vera groans and her head tilts back. Her hands reach for me, but I quickly seize them, placing them back over her head, never removing my mouth from her breast.

I lap at her hard little nipple. Suck it into my mouth. Twirl my tongue around it. Scrape my teeth against it. And then switch sides, thumbing the wet nub I just licked. Back and forth I go. Occasionally, I’ll tease her by sweeping my tongue all the way around her breasts. But I know there’s not nearly as much sensitivity there as at her nipples, so I keep my focus targeted.

I’ve heard rumors that some women can orgasm from nipple stimulation alone and I want to see if my Vera is one of them.

Soon, she’s wiggling and writhing beneath me. Whimpering and arching. She grabs at my back and I don’t stop her as she drags her nails across my skin.

I work her nipples harder when her hips tilt, searching for what she won’t find tonight. She rubs herself ever so slightly against my balls and it sends her right over the edge.

She screams my name as her back lifts from the mattress, driving her breast deeper into my mouth. When she arches like that, it rubs her stomach along my length, and without warning, I feel myself teetering on the edge. As if she can read my mind, she grabs my cock and gives me one firm pump. It’s enough to set me off right along with her.

I’m too exhausted and amazed to be embarrassed about my lack of control. Sucking her nipples, touching her skin, watching her come, it was all so erotic I’m surprised I lasted as long as I did.

I quickly return to the bathroom for a damp rag and gently clean Vera up. She doesn’t protest, she just watches with a soft smile.

And when I lay down and pull her close, she curls into me and falls asleep in my arms.

Vera

Iwakeuptothe incessant beeping of my com. When I open my eyes, I don’t see my tiny cabin on The Rose. The plush pillows. The opulent room. This is Horrow House. The penthouse. With Zenth.

It comes back to me in a rush, and I reach out to touch him. But the bed is empty.

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