Page 60 of Alien From Ashes


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“My pearl…” I snort. “That’s a pretty name for a clitoris.”

“Because it’s a very pretty thing, so it needs a pretty name,” he says, circling it with careful pressure. “Should I make you come with just my fingers this time, so I can lie here beside you and whisper in your ear? Or should I use my mouth only and make you beg for my fingers when you start to feel unbearably empty?”

“I want to pleasure you,” I say, even if his suggestions make my stomach flip-flop. “I want to make you feel as good as I felt. I’d say we should do it at the same time, but you’re too tall for that position…”

“Am I?” He furrows his brows. “I’m sure it’s possible.”

“I know you can’t take no for an answer, but I have my doubts…” I squeeze the tip of his cock until he groans, rubbing my thumb against the slit where he’s weeping pre-cum.

“So you’re hungry for a taste of my cock, then?” He grins, nipping at my lips. “Go ahead and have your way with it, and I’ll find a way to make you come hard with my length in your throat.”

My cheeks burn. He was so skilled and confident when he sucked, licked, and fingered me nearly into a coma, is there any way I could give him a fraction of the pleasure he gave me? His two fingers alone could match the girth of some human men. Determined, I sit up and finally rid myself of the bodysuit undergarment he shoved in my mouth. Once I’ve tossed it to the floor, I climb astride his chest with my ass facing him.

“Great ruttingKa,” he comments, squeezing my bottom while I’m adjusting myself. “What a sight, little flame.”

As I crawl into position, he releases a low growl of approval. When I decide on a comfortable spot, I crouch with my ass up, aware of the way my curves hypnotize him. His fingertips sink deeper into my thighs, hard enough to leave bruises. I want him to, I realize. I want him to mark me so well that they won’t fade until long after he’s gone.

I’m finally up close and personal with his cock. It’s intimidating, hard as fuck, and it’s all mine. I kiss the tip of him as I loosely grasp with both hands, familiarizing myself with the feel. He’s being patient, massaging my thighs instead of distracting me. If he starts teasing my pussy again, I’ll lose some focus. He’s far more than two fistfuls. I start to work him gently as I lick the slit and taste him.

It’s strange and different in flavor, but not unpleasant. I open and suckle the head. As I suck and jerk him together, he groans out a quiet, “So good,ti kori. It feels so good…”

His praise spurs me on, building my confidence as I feed more of him into my mouth. I take as much of him as I can without using my throat yet. It’s not even half of him. But sucking a dick is like riding a bike in some respects— I figured it out once and since then, the same moves have served me well. No matter how long it’s been, muscle memory takes over. I slurp him in and lick fervently until he’s gripping my legs. I’ll work up to getting the rest of him in. For now, I pleasure half of him with my mouth and the rest with my two working fists.

My hair has fallen around me, draping over his twitching thighs as he starts to instinctively jerk his hips up into my mouth. I suck him until my cheeks hollow and he cries out, suddenly thrusting up into my throat. I gasp, eyes watering as I choke on it.

“Kaye, are you alright?” He pulls me back, grabbing my elbow to pull me up. “I’m sorry… Please, I didn’t mean to— It felt so good, and I lost control.”

I wipe a tear and pat his abdomen. “Don’t apologize. I’m glad you liked it so much. I was worried I couldn’t take all of it.”

He raises his brow. “Do you think I need to fuck your esophagus to get off? What you’re doing is driving me crazy as it is…”

I smile. “You can let me choke on it,” I tell him. His flabbergasted expression is so worth it. “If it’s too much, I’ll stop, but let me decide my limits, okay?”

My stubborn, aggressive man is speechless.

“My sweet little flame wants to choke on my cock?”

“What I want, is for you to not hold back,” I say. “You told me I’m safe with you. That works both ways, right? Let your body do what it wants and trust me to tell you when it’s too much for me.”

“Then it’ll be as you wish it,” he replies.

I toss my hair over my shoulder, hoping it will stay out of the way as I turn back to face his cock. It’s glistening from my efforts and weeping more pre-cum.

“We’re not going to sleep tonight, are we?” I ask as I resume stroking his length. I start out gently again, teasing him like he teased me relentlessly.

“How could we?” He spreads my cheeks, ending the break in pleasure he gave me with one loving caress over my pussy with his thumb. “The mating call has been waiting patiently, and now it’s going to make us pay for running from it.”

I take his cock in my mouth, lapping at the length, feeling his vein pulse against my tongue.

Then, before I can settle into my attentions, he plunges his finger inside me and curls it. His thick digit is long enough to hit me deep. This angle gives him better access to my sensitive places inside. I groan, squeezing his base harder than I intended.

“If it’s choking you want, this will help,” he says innocently, flicking that finger inside me. “Your moans will feel like heaven. Like our pleasure’s connected.”

My nostrils suck in air as I press him deeper into my mouth.

He thrusts into me at a steady pace, and I let every moan vibrate through him. Saliva drips down his cock, helping me to coat the base, and I massage there. When his thumb finds its way to my clit, I fear I’ll lose control of my mouth. The big, calloused pad of his thumb rolls over my sensitive flesh with measured pressure. It makes my hips hump the air like an animal. All this while my mouth and hand have paused their motions.

His length pumps into me, and I’m forced to take it. My eyes fly open, and I dig into his thighs with a feral screech. It’s all I can do not to let my teeth graze him, my muffled reaction sounding like death throes.

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