I don’t know if need is strictly the right word.
Ranar closed his eyes, breathing slowly, in and out. He still wasn’t sure if the situation was mortifying or if itwasexactly what he’d needed, something he’d not even known he’d needed.
Something you want???
He swallowed hard, gulping down the mortification and his pride. He didn’t have much of that left anyway.Then he paused, body vibrating in anticipation as she typed another message.
Give me an hour. My house. The back garage door is unlocked.
Ranar frowned. He didn’t like that. Didn’t like it, and was going to give her lecture over it . . . in an hour, when he saw her.When she leaves her thriving business in the middle of the day to come take care of your erections, just because you made a vague hint at needing some relief.
That heneededher mouth, her tongue, hot at his slit. She would suck the tip of his cock as it began to protrude from his sheath, nursing on the button of slippery flesh until his tail was thrashing and it slid out fully, quickly joined by its brother. He would bury himself in her heat and she would ride him until he came, first from one, then the other, until they were both satisfied and he was limp, a giant worthless worm.
And then he would s her about her door again. Because he might not have been very good at asking for what he wanted or even thinking about his own needs ahead of anyone else’s, and hadn’t run a spectacularly successful business, even though it was handed to him . . . but hewasa good dad. And he would nevernotlecture Ruma over leaving her doors unlocked.
An hour later, he nearly had a heart attack with her garage door opened, with him lurking inside.
Sumi was laughing as she stepped out of her car. “Sorry about that! I didn’t think about you being in here until I’d already hit the button.”
“I guess I should be happy the actual house door wasn’t unlocked as well, but do you see what just happened? Some creeper lurking in your garage, because you didn’t let the door do the one thing a door is for.”
“Yeah, but you’re a creeper I’m happy to see.”
He followed her uncomfortably into the house, unsure of why he was so uncomfortable in the first place. She turned once they were both in her kitchen, stretching up on her toes, hooking her arms around his neck to meet his lips. She hummed into the kiss, and his stomach flip-flopped.
She kissed him like someone she cared about. Someone who was more than a secret fling, more than a former rival.Currentrival? Defeated rival?It was a deep kiss, long and warm. It felt unearned to him, for he wasn’t someone important enough to be the recipient of such a kiss. She kissed him as if he were someone she loved. Ranar swallowed hard at the thought.
“I do have bad news, unfortunately. One of the girls is a bit under the weather so we’re a little shorthanded. I can’t stay too long. I hope fast and dirty will suffice.”
Neither was he in a position to pick and choose what scraps he was thrown. “That’s perfect, actually.” They were fucking. Right? That’s all they were doing. Getting some of the hostility and aggression between them out of the way by fucking.
That didn’t fully explain why he took so much pleasure in undressing her, kissing his way down her neck and over her full breasts making the journey down the soft swell of her stomach and across her round hips, pulling her legs apart. He would fuck her fast and dirty, but he needed her wet and warm enough to take him.
He hadn’t been with too many bipedal women in his lifetime. Hadn’t been with many women at all, if he were being honest with himself, but he enjoyed this. He especially enjoyed doing it to her. The heat of her, her responsiveness, the way she rocked her hips up into his face, chasing her release against his tongue. He especially loved the moment when he brought her over the edge — her breathy moans, the way her fingers would tighten in his hair or at his shoulders, pulse of her and the hot rush of heat coating his tongue. Her eyes were heavy and her arms languid when he finally came up for air, his victory glistening on his chin.
“On your back, please.”
Ranar grinned. Grace was right. Hedidlike bossy women.
It didn’t take long for Sumi to tease out his cocks, having a better understanding this time of he liked and how he responded. When she pressed two fingers to the skin between his shafts, however, Ranar almost turned inside out.
“What was that?” She did it again, pressing her fingers to that in-between space, circling with just enough pressure to make him wheeze. “Oh my god, are those your balls? Is that what I’m doing? Am I rubbing your balls right here?”
She was not letting up, and for the first time in his life, at least since he was a teenager, Ranar was worried he was about to spray from both shafts at once.
“I don’t know, but I think you should stop.”
“What do you mean you don’t know? How do you not know?! I’m just a dumb human, you can’t expect me to —“
“Because I’ve never taken a magical trip into my cock slit,” he said gruffly. “I don’t have balls, not the way humans do. But yeah, I guess that’s probably what you’re pressing on.”
“Does it feel good? Or am I hurting you?” She had stopped by then, her eyebrows kissing her hairline.
“It feels good. A little too good.”
“How has no one done this to you before? What about your wife?! You know what, never mind. Forget about all of them. Okay, let’s put a pin in this. I don’t have time to explore this as deeply as I would like to today, but the next chance I do, we are going to find out just how sensitive your little snake taint is.”
The next time.Ranar didn’t know why it was that he couldn’t simply enjoy this for what it was. Casual sex between two people who barely liked each other.Why does it feel like more?
