Penny is asking me for advice on deep throating.“Can you pinch me? Not too— Ow!”Shouldn’t have asked that, ‘specially not when she’s down there.
“Why?” Penny complied without putting the pieces together.
“Never mind. I never saw the movie, but I don’t think it’s that difficult. Here. Let me see what I can do...”
HE TASTES NICE. SOUNDSnice. Feels nice. Is nice. Huh. Brax is nice. Brax is so appreciative. Why didn’t I notice that?Her mouth slid gently over his white tip, down the hard length that slightly stretched her jaw. He moaned softly, stroking her hair, her face, praising her, telling her she was so good, so good to him, a natural, a wonder, and made him so warm.
“Perfect, Penny. Perfect, you’re perfect, Penny. Never let anyone tell you different.” He knew she had faults. Perfect tohim.
She didn’t stop to reply. She tipped her head back as she sat on her knees and let the man standing above her, meeting her eyes, do the next bit.
“Might hurt your throat. You just tap me if you want me to move back,” he whispered.
She’d thought this was dirty. Very, very dirty. Brax made it seem very intimate. Loving. Teamwork-y. She sighed happily on him, and he popped his hips forward in pleasure. His tip hit the back of her throat, and he was quick to pull back. She was quick to surge forward.
“So hot, baby... So tight in there. Gonna make me come like this, God, Penny, gonna come in your mouth if you keep—”
She had no idea what she was even doing, but apparently moving around to try and take him in deeper so the lovely coolness could reach more of the ouchy places inside was awesome. Mutually awesome. She smiled as best she could.
“Did you just smile at me?”
She nodded, which earned a whole crescendo of moans. She coughed slightly. Her gag reflex tried to assert itself, and she told it to get the hell away, because this was going to be just what she needed.
She tilted her head, turning it slightly, dipping under him.
“Precious, you’re gonna hurt your—”
“Nn!” An angry noise and lowered brows dared him to continue.
“Suit yourself.” Brax shrugged and held still, let her bob around him, sometimes taking him deeply past the base of her tongue, sometimes feathering licks around the front. “I love this,” he moaned. “Love you...”
The instinct to argue had vanished. Why argue?You don’t have to say it back. That’s fine. It’s all fine.
I feel better.
Brax is cathartic.
YES! I must be getting better. I’m using big words instead of ‘ouchy.’She giggled around him.
Brax didn’t let that go. “Share the joke?”
“I was thinking that you make me feel good, and I feel better, and you are cathartic. And that must mean I’m better, because I can use words like ‘cathartic.’”
“Well, I’m glad I’m making you feel better. You’re doing wonders for me. Think it’s time for me to do a little more to treat that fever of yours.”
“But you are!”And there was going to be vampire stuff happening in a minute, and I could finally figure out if vampire cum is cold or not. Although this is kind of a special circumstance. I’ll take notes on it this time—where’s that paper? Once we’re better, we’ll check again.
Again?
Yes. Again. Lots and lots of again.
“Mouth is still a lot cooler than your skin,” he murmured, putting her back on the bed, kissing her all over, hearing her sigh and breathe more easily as each kiss brought relief. “Much, much cooler than this hot little paradise.”
Then, the next kisses brought pleasure.
“Oooohhh, this is the thing! This is the thing I wanted, the non-melting thing. Brax cubes!” she crowed as her thighs danced weakly around his head.
He tongue teased into her hot slit, down over her tight cheeks and over her folds, up to draw her clit into his mouth and hold it for several seconds, pulsing sucks on it that made her moan in relief and then shout as her orgasm built.
