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“Fuck yes, I do,” he said between licks, wrapping his arms around her thighs, tilting her towards him, holding her open like she was a feast.
She surrendered to that. “Lick me in circles,” she decided.
“Like this?” He demonstrated. “This what you like, pretty lady?”
“Yes,” she groaned. “Dojustwhat I like.”
“Whatever you say,” he agreed.
“Justwhat I like,” she managed, but the circles were taking her off into the stratosphere, and she felt herself tightening, getting ready, a string of tingles going going down her thighs, all the way to her ankles, making her toes curl. She let out a series of sharp breaths, and then a few swear words, and then she wound up and everything went impossibly tingly and good and…
She came.
She gasped out as her pussy contracted in tight little spasms as he kept licking her, and she had to tell him, “Stop, stop, too much, too good.”
He backed off. “Did you come already?”
She bit down on her lower lip, shrugging. “Yes?”
“Okay,” he said, and put his mouth back on her, just avoiding her clit, instead delving his tongue into her opening.
She gasped.
“Not done licking your pussy,” he said.
She let out a disbelieving laugh.
“I told you, I like pussy,” he said.
She threw her head back over the back of the bench, staring up at the stars. “Okay,” she breathed. That had, um, never happened before. She’d just had an orgasm without some kind of accompanying fantasy. She hadn’t thought that was possible.
She used to feel guilty about it, like it was somehow a betrayal, needing something besides her partner to tip herself over the edge, so she’d incorporated Valdemar into her fantasies, sharing them with him in a breathless voice, and he’d liked it fine, she thought, but this… this…
“You taste amazing,” Gunnar was saying.
She let out a little mewl.
“Plus, uh, plus…” Gunnar’s finger was urging itself inside her. “It’s probably better if we work you up to my cock.”
She raised her head, sarcastic again. “Oh, let me guess, your cock is frighteningly huge?”
He pulled his finger out of her and got to his feet, fumbling at his fly. In seconds, there it was, his cock, which was…
Oh.
She leaned forward, and she was now eye level with it. It was, um… “Wow,” she said. He was thick. Long too, but not really much longer than most orcs were, she didn’t think, but he was really, really thick. She didn’t think her fingers were going to reach around that thing.
She tried it, grabbing him with one hand.
He hissed.
Nope, thumb and middle finger were not touching. Nope.
“I mean, I don’t think it’s frightening,” he breathed. “But, uh, sometimes maybe it takes some, uh… relaxing to—”
“I’m an orc. You just out there fucking nymphs or something?”Why did I say nymphs?“I can take this, no problem, Gunnar.”
“Yeah?” He reached down to caress her jaw. “Can you?” His voice was soft, cajoling. “You want to?”
