R... e... v... a.
Aster’s legs splay out, his hips bucking as I pull back to take a breath. Trailing my lips around the dripping head of his cock once again, he jerks violently, filling my mouth with the salty tang of his release. Pulling back, I swallow every drop, wiping my mouth as I grin at him.
He sits up, his body shaking with tension as he once again cups my jaw and brushes the corner of my mouth with his thumb. Then he rolls his body up to press a kiss to my lips before flopping down.
“Are you all right?” I tease, linking our fingers together.
“Dead. But fantastic,”he replies against my palm with a dopey smirk. He then climbs off the bed, collapsing onto the floor with his eyes shut and his smile still firmly in place.
I shift off Torin, turning on my hands and knees until I’m facing him. His face is flushed, and he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, grinning savagely at me.
“Move further up the bed,” I order him, and his grin widens impossibly further. I don’t know how he managed to fold himself onto the bottom bunk when he’s far too big for it. His legs must be numb by now, and I can see he’s panting for breath.
“Could you even breathe down there?”
“Drown me. Smother me. I don’t care.”
I snort at his ridiculousness, but his face is dead serious.
I grab his bare arm and press a kiss to the small golden circle there, smirking as he jolts, eyes widening. Circling it with my tongue, he lets out a rumble from deep in his chest.
“Hmm, I like that. Let’s see what else I can coax out of you,” I murmur, my voice a husky whisper.
I continue to trail kisses all over his skin, but he taps my arm until I pull back. Then he grips my hips and hefts me up and on top of him. His skin is also covered in scars drawn in crude swirls that seem to cover his entire chest and back and even his thighs.
A flash of uncertainty enters his eyes, and I can’t stand it. I push him back onto the bed and crawl on top of him until our naked bodies are pressed together. Torin’s chest is rising and falling as though he’s just completed a sprint, and my heart is pounding in my chest.
At least I know I’m not the only one feeling this.
It feels as though this is more than a quick fuck to relax or to round off the day. It feels like itmatters.
He’s staring at my body like it’s hypnotised him as he palms my arse, pulling me up against the hard line of his thick cock. I’m absolutely drenched, sliding up and down his length so that he’s soaked too.
“Reva,” he groans. “You’re so wet, but we’re going to have to work up to fitting me inside you.”
I peer down at the thick head of his cock that’s settled between my legs. It’s proportionally huge, thick, long and just as grumpy as the rest of him. The tip oozes precum even as I stare down at it, my pussy clenching on nothing.
But he’s right. There’s no way I’m getting that thing inside me without a little training.
“You’re right,” I tell him, levering myself until I’m sliding up and down his cock.
He groans helplessly, reaching out to grip my hips, but I grab his meaty wrists and tug them down until they are either side of his head.
“My... turn...” I pant at him, rolling my hips so I’m fucking up and down his cock without him being inside me. I’m growing slicker with every pass, every time my clit hits the heat of his cock.
His eyes widen, and I lean down to kiss him, keeping up the same movement as our mouths collide, tongues tangling in a dirty kiss that tastes of me.
“I won’t last much longer,” he moans.
“Me neither.” I don’t let up, my second orgasm hitting me twice as hard as the first. I gush all over his cock and then shift slightly so that I’m still riding him, but my right hand is fisting his length sliding up and down.
“Reva—oh, fuck.”
And then he’s jerking wildly, bucking like an animal as his hot cum spurts out all over my belly and pussy, painting me with it until I’m dripping.
“Fuck.” He flops down, just like Aster did while I carefully climb off him, grabbing a cloth and dipping it in the basin of water in the corner.
“Come here,” Torin growls.
