Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77764 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
I wait for I’rec to say something. To comment on my small breasts or my body, which is more or less lean all over. I look good, but I also don’t look like Tia, and I imagine he’s comparing the two of us.
To my surprise, he reaches out and brushes a knuckle between the valley of my breasts. “I have not played with these. Are they sensitive?”
Oh. I swallow. “Yes.”
He grunts, tugging me down to the floor against him. I go to my knees, straddling one of his thighs, and my breasts are more or less at eye level for him. “You will have to tell me such things. I want to know all the parts that are sensitive and feel good to touch.”
Why does it matter? Since we’re just doing this to fulfill resonance, why does he care what turns me on? “You—”
The breath hisses out of my lungs as he leans in and his mouth closes over the tip of one dark nipple. I cry out, clinging to his man-bun as he nuzzles my breast, teasing the small peak with his mouth and then latching onto my nipple once more and sucking. Oh god. Whimpering, I clench my hands in his hair, holding him there as his tongue teases circles around the tip, his hands sliding down to my ass and holding me tightly against him.
Oh fuck, I don’t know what to do with this tender, foreplay-loving I’rec. I whine as he sucks hard on one tip and then releases it, only to move over to my other breast and repeat the motion. His tongue has ridges, and when he drags it over my now-taut nipple, I can feel each one gliding against my skin. It’s like nothing I’ve experienced before, and I flex my hips, lost in the moment.
He groans, and one hand slides between my thighs as he moves back to my left breast, grazing his teeth over it and then sucking hard once more. His hand moves to my pussy, and then he brushes his fingers along the seam of my folds.
Nothing has ever felt so intense. With a whimper, I widen my stance as I straddle his leg. Other than his spur, he hasn’t touched my clit, and I didn’t realize how bad I needed it until this moment. I hold my breath as his callused fingers skim over my flesh, and then he pushes into the well of my core, skipping my clit entirely. Oh. I fight back a wave of disappointment as he gently eases his finger in, pumping and nuzzling at my breasts. It’s still good foreplay, at least. I concentrate on enjoying the moment, closing my eyes. Maybe he’ll work his way back to the front. If not, I can always guide him there, but I’d have preferred for him to figure it out on his own.
“Mmm. I like your teats,” I’rec tells me, teasing one nipple with little circles. “They fit perfectly into my mouth.”
I rock my hips on his hand. “I need more, I’rec.”
“Patience,” he says, as if I’m the greedy one. “I am giving you foreplay.”
“And you’re doing amazing,” I agree, panting. “If you could just—”
The words choke in my throat as he crooks his finger inside me, rubbing against a spot on the inner wall of my channel.
“Ah,” he murmurs, pleased. “That is the spot. It was too ticklish before, but perhaps now it is better?”
My mouth can’t form words. I wheeze as he licks the tip of my breast again, his finger rubbing against what surely must be my G-spot. My legs jerk as if electrified, and I clench tight around his hand, hunching over.
“Shall I stop?” he whispers.
“N-no!” I pull on his hair harder. “Don’t stop!”
He rumbles with pleasure, but I don’t know if it’s I’rec or his khui. I’m drowning in a sea of tickling sensation, of my body immediately clenching hard and fast, and when he takes my nipple into his mouth again and sucks, I go off like a rocket. A hard, furious orgasm rips through me and I cling to I’rec as he continues to work my pussy with his finger, rubbing my G-spot in slow, maddening touches as he makes love to my breasts with his tongue.
I clench, and I clench, and I swear I can feel my khui fluttering deep inside me as he teases my body. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard, not even with resonance.
I’rec makes a satisfied sound and tugs me toward his mouth, capturing my lips in a hungry kiss. He tumbles us to the furs, as if his own need is finally taking over, and slips his finger out of me. I open my eyes, dazed, just in time to see him lick my slickness off his hand. The sound he makes is absolutely feral. “You taste so good.”