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He narrows his eyes at me. I’ve hit the perfect button to activate his competitive mode and get him to play this game with me.
He stretches his arms up and clasps his hands behind his head with a playful, knowing smirk. “Give me all you got, baby.”
Shit.Now that I have him right where I want him, I don’t actually know what todowith him. Explore, maybe?
The way he’s gazing at me, it’s like he’s giving me permission to do exactly that.
I straddle his waist and trail my fingers across his chest. When my fingernails lightly drag over his nipples, he sucks in a sharp breath and lets it back out in a low growl. But he doesn’t say anything to stop me. His hands haven’t moved from behind his head.
I shimmy down his body. He’s throbbing against me, and I have this suddenly wicked idea to enjoy every part of him… except forthatpart. Not right away, at least.
My lips press to the skin of his V-cut. He sucks in another deep breath when I drag my teeth along the skin between his groinand his thigh. I do it again to the other side and hear him let out a strangled groan.
“Clara…”
“Hmm?” I half-kiss, half-suck around the base of his shaft. It jumps in response, and I do my best to hide my self-indulgent grin.
“Fuck.” Demyen is clenching his fingers in his hair. “What are you doing?”
I casually roll a shoulder. “I don’t know.”
His jaw twitches with tension. But, true to his word, he keeps his hands away and lets me continue.
There’s so much I’m feeling emboldened to try. How will he respond when I glide my tongue from the base to the tip of his long, thick shaft? What do those pulsing veins feel like under my tongue?
More teasing licks. More growls. And to my surprise, I’m enjoying this too much. When I see a clear bead of liquid at the very tip of his cock, I lift it to my lips and take my time to slowly, languidly lick it off. Then I massage the ridge beneath the head for more.
“Fuck.” The word hisses through gritted teeth.
Out of curiosity, I let his cock drag down my body to rest between my breasts. I’ve heard this is something men love, but I can’t say I’ve ever tried it before. Not willingly, anyway.
Nor with someone as huge as Demyen.
Cupping a breast in each hand, I press them around his shaft and slowly lift them up, then slide them back down. I do it again, andagain, and notice that same fluid leak from his tip a bit more. When I press around him tighter, he groans and rolls his hips. It’s easier for him to slide in my cleavage now. And I have to admit—it’s thrilling to see him lose a part of his control because of what I’m doing to him.
I look up at him through lowered lashes and wrap my lips around the head of his cock at the same time. He watches me, eyes wide with lust and desire.
“Clara…” He’s practically pleading with me.
I pull my mouth off with a soft slurp. “Yes?” My voice sounds sultrier than I intended. Probably because all this exploring and teasing has me aching between my legs.
“You’re… you’re fuckingteasingme…”
“What?” I pretend to not know what he’s talking about. “I’m just exploring. Enjoying you.”
I bite back a grin. And I decide to ease off, at least this much, so I release his cock from my breasts and slowly stroke him with my hand. He’s so thick, my fingers can’t actually touch each other all the way around.
As I stroke, I take his balls into my mouth. Just like that day in the kitchen, he practically crumbles at the sensation. My lips wrap around one side of his sack as I gently apply pressure. Sucking, caressing, laving with warmth and wetness inside my mouth.
As I do, I feel him grow even firmer. Fuller. Heavier.
And the frustrated half-groan, half-growl of pleasure that fills the hut is pure music to my ears.
I move to the other side and do the same, taking my time to really make sure I’m doing a good job. I can’t begin to describe how he tastes—it’s a combination of traces from the ocean, traces of himself, and a less tangible but more powerfulfeelingimbued in this moment that makes me moan with delight.
“Fuck. Clara. Mercy…”
I pull my lips off his sack and lean up to smile at him. “Hmm? Mercy? Is that what you asked for?”
