I could start our sexy times off with a shower. I’d wash him from head to toe, payingattention to all of his favorite places, but just enough to keep him hard and slick and ready, not enough for an orgasm. That would need to wait until later. There was no point in rushing to the destination when we had hours to spend on the journey.
From there I would dry him off and put him in the skimpiest underwear we had. After that, I’d feed him. My mate would need sustenance to keep his energy up. Only when we ate, I’d fill him in on all that I had planned for him throughout the day from blow jobs, to knotting him, to jerking him and all the locations… we wouldn’t leave an inch of this house without a steamy memory.
Only he didn’t have the day to spend with me and after he said good-bye to Oberon, he didn’t have a full hour. It stunk, but I was going to make the most of it.
I followed Candrin into the kitchen where he was making himself a bowl of cereal. It was hardly the breakfast of champions, but he seemed to really like the stuff, especially the ones with marshmallows. I thought they were gross, but they made him happy. Today’s was fruity circles and triangle marshmallows. I had a feeling the shapes didn’t matter, but I paid attention,wanting to see which he preferred so that I could make sure he never ran out.
“Dessert?” I offered.
He looked to his bowl and then back to me. “This is fortified with twelve essential vitamins and minerals thank you very much.” He put a spoonful in his mouth.
I dropped to my knees in front of him and looked up. “I didn’t mean it as a statement on your eating habits. It was an offer.”
“You’re going to make me late,” he mumbled with his mouth still full of cereal.
“You’re the boss. You can be a little bit late.” Or a lot late if I do my job right.
“I need to be a role model for those who work there. They don’t need me treating the place like it’s not important, because it is.” He set the bowl on the counter.
I loved seeing how passionate he was for his work.
“I can be quick.” I looked up at him. I wouldn’t push past this, not wanting him to feellike his words didn’t matter. My mouth might be watering and my dick hard, but that didn’t make me an asshole.
“Fine, but if I’m late then I will make sure you’re late next time you have a flight,” he tssked.
“Understood.” I reached for his boxers and ran my finger along the waist band before pulling them down and setting his erection free.
He was already so hard, his tip glistening with pre-cum.
“You are magnificent.” I leaned in and licked the pre-cum from his tip, making yummy sounds as I collected it on my tongue. “I love how ready you are for me.”
I scootched in, wrapped my hand around his base and gave him one jerk before swirling my tongue around his tip and then taking him into my mouth.
“You promised to be quick,” Candrin reminded me and it felt like a challenge, one I was up for.
I took him in as far as I could and then sucked as I slowly came up and off him with a pop. “I got you, mate. Don’t worry.”
My next trip down his length ended with him reaching the back of my throat. I swallowed and grabbed his asswith my one hand, holding him steady. If my mate liked that, he was getting more of the same. I bobbed my head up and down his cock, being sure to swallow and suck at just the right moments, sexy whimpers escaping my mate’s mouth encouraged me.
There was nothing like feeling my mate as he struggled not to come undone and I worked his cock. He was so close to the edge already, but he was holding back. He might’ve asked me to be quick, but he was trying to make it last. It was a duel of sorts, a sexy duel where orgasms would be the prize. At least my mate’s orgasm. For he was the only one that mattered this morning. I could and would wait, but my mate… I wanted him to have the send off he needed this morning.
I continued to suck and swallow, until I felt as if he was going to explode and I couldn’t wait. I brought my other hand to his ass and helped guide him in and out of me as his orgasm rushed through him, my name on his lips. I swallowed it all, not leaving a single drop and then looked up at him proudly.
“Quick enough for you?”
He was panting, very out of breath. I fucking loved it. “I guess. Maybe you just need morepractice.” He smiled down at me.
“I guess, if I need to practice, I need to practice.” I slowly pulled his boxers up. “Now hurry up and eat your cereal, you have to get to work and be all responsible.”
I pulled myself to stand and leaned in close to his ear, “I love you mate.”
And I did, too. More than I’d ever loved anyone.
29
CANDRIN
Gone fishing
