“I would rather put my mouth on your cunt and?—”
Her fingers press over my lips, and her expression is shy. “You go from zero to a hundred, don’t you? There’s no ramp up for you.”
Ramp up? “If we are talking about places to put our mouths, I am telling you my favorite.”
“But you might like kissing, too.”
I shrug. “I will kiss if you wish to. I will do anything you wish to do, Stay-see. My greatest desire is to please you.”
“Then we start with kissing,” she says, stroking my cheek with her soft fingers. “And we move on to the other stuff when I’m ready again.”
I nod. “Then let us do kissing.” We can start there. I want her to be comfortable with me. I want her to crave my touch like I crave hers.
She shifts and sits up, watching me. “Why don’t I take the lead?”
Is she worried I will do it wrong? “Did I do kissing before?”
“Oh yes.” Stay-see gives a dreamy sigh. “You were a great kisser.”
“Tell me more about that.”
Her mouth curves in a smile. “I’m not sure there’s a lot to tell. I just liked kissing you. You didn’t know how to do it at first, of course. It’s not a sa-khui thing…much like eating eggs.” Her lips twitch as she gets on her knees and slides one leg over my thighs. A moment later, she settles onto my lap and puts her arms around my neck. “But you learned it really fast, and then you got really, really good at it.” The look on her face is dreamy as she scoots closer.
My hands go to her hips, and I fight the urge to push her down on my cock, already hard and aching in response to her nearness. But I want her to stay where she is—I love the feel of her straddling me. “Then I will learn to be good at it again.”
“You will,” she says softly. Her fingers play with my mane, and she strokes my jaw again. “Or you’ll remember.”
“I want to remember,” I say, and my voice is thick with need. “I want it more than anything.”
“I know. Maybe this will jog your memory, then.” She leans in and presses her mouth to mine.
Her lips brush over mine, and the feeling I get is one of overwhelming sweetness. My Stay-see is all that is kind, and soft, and sweet in this world. I feel a possessive surge as I hold her close, letting her press her small lips against mine. If this is what she wants to do, then I will gladly go along with it.
Then she licks me.
I am so startled by this that I jerk back, staring at her.
“What? What is it?” Her mouth is wet and shiny, and fascinating.
“Are you supposed to do that?”
She smiles at me. “We can do anything we want to each other, silly, as long as it feels good. Did you not like it?” Stay-see looks concerned.
“I was just…surprised. Let us do it again.” I want to taste her little tongue once more.
She slides a little closer to me, her cunt resting directly atop my rock-hard cock, and there’s a smile curving her mouth. “Still want me to lead?”
I nod. I am too fascinated by how she is acting to protest. I like it when she takes control. It is such a different side of her…and it is exciting. I put my hands on her hips, determined not to disturb her.
Stay-see leans in again and brushes her lips over mine, like she did before. I can feel her excitement, the hot scent of her arousal perfuming the air. Her khui hums a low song, and mine responds in kind. As she leans forward, her teats brush against my chest, and her little nipples are hard. It makes my cock jerk in response because I want nothing more than to throw her down on the floor and bury my face in her cunt, devouring her until she’s crying out my name. My hands clench into fists, and I close my eyes, determined to remain in control. I do not want to frighten her with the intensity of my need.
But last night, when she put her mouth on my cock? She hasonly made my need worse. Now I cannot think of anything but her.
Her tongue flicks against the seam of my mouth again, and I part my lips, curious to see where this goes. Her little shiver of response fascinates me, as does the sensation of her tongue sliding against mine. She is licking me again…and it feels indescribable. I groan as she begins to tease me, her tongue traveling lightly against mine, coaxing me to participate. Then she thrusts into my mouth, and I gasp because it reminds me of…mating with her. Is that what this is? Mating with mouths?
I think I am going to like kissing. A lot.
I brush my tongue against hers, and she makes a breathless little moan when I do. Her response rocks through me, and I can no longer sit back and concentrate. I must participate, and I hold her tightly as my tongue battles with hers, slicking and stroking against one another. Her mouth is wet and hot, like her cunt must be right now, and when I thrust my tongue into her mouth, it is like I am promising her a mating, teasing her with what my cock will do to her.
