She didn’t wait for my answer, her lips already sucking onto my tip. I was quiet, lost in it, and she didn’t spare me her slow, loving attention. Her tongue painted me in thorough, lazy whorls, her hands sliding up my shaft and caressing my hip. I didn’t force myself to react, yet watched her to make sure she wasn’t hurt by my silence.
“Do you prefer to be quiet, then?” Sera asked after a moment, looking up even as she nuzzled her jaw along my dick. “It’s okay if you do.”
I nodded. “It helps me focus. You have one hundred percent of my attention. I don’t want to spare even one on coming up with reactions right now.”
Her eyes widened, and she sighed softly. “So you’re speechless? That’s actually so hot. Especially considering you’re a Gemini.”
She went back to licking long, eager strips up my shaft, and I wrestled with myself, deciding to ask her in the end. I wasn’t about to split my attention even for a moment to conduct a quick search.
“Gemini?”
“Your zodiac sign,” she said with a mischievous smirk, kissing the wet tip of my cock. “Geminis are talkative, sociable, very intelligent, and great communicators.”
She sucked my cock deep, her cheeks working, and a spasm of bright energy shot through my core. She released me with a faint pop, giving me another sweet kiss.
“And my cocksucking skills have just turned my Gemini clanker speechless.”
I said nothing, and she pulled me into her mouth again, moving up and down. With each pass, she took me deeper until I hit the back of her throat, and she broke away, coughing. I didn’t fit all in.
Sera took a few long breaths and got back to work, sucking me while her hand squeezed my base. I was silent and still, recording the feel of her mouth on me and the sounds she made, little moans of pleasure interspersed with determined grunts.
“I’m close,” I forced myself to say. “I want to blow my load on your tits.”
Of course, it wasn’t a proper load, just a squirt of lube mimicking it, but I loved doing that. It was, for all intents and purposes, a liquid that was inside me, transferred inside Sera when I came. It stayed in her even after I pulled out.
She backed off, breathing hard, and pressed her palms flat on her thighs, looking up with determination.
“All right. Here goes nothing.”
She opened her mouth wide, exhaling slowly, and swallowed me deeper, deeper, deeper, until her nose touched my body. Her throat bulged, full of me. It lasted a second, and she pulled back, breaking into a hacking cough.
I waited, right on the edge, replaying how it felt to be so deep in her throat. She did it. Because I asked her.
“And again.” Sera looked up, her eyes red-rimmed and wet with tears, her face determined. “And you’d better come right after this because I’m not sure I can do it a third time.”
“You don’t have to—”
I broke off when she swallowed me deep, going fast to cram me all the way down her throat. I let pleasure build, and when she slid off my cock, shaking from her cough, I squeezed my shaft hard, thrusting into my hand until ropes of thick liquid shot out, painting her tits. I recorded everything, not letting my system shut off. It was bliss and torture, and I loved it.
She smiled up at me when she stopped coughing, and I took multiple pictures of that smile. It was proud, horny, sweet, and in the right light, I could fool myself she loved me.
Yet even if she didn’t, this was still the best day of my life.
“I want to sleep with you,” I said, helping her to stand up. “In the hammock. Inside you.”
She nodded, her face warming with a flush, and I sighed, fastening on my collar before it destroyed everything. My emotions were dulled with it on, but it still felt amazing to be with her.On my birthday.
The hammock was big enough to fit us and sturdy, but it took a lot of maneuvering for Sera to be comfortable. I settled behind her, and when she stilled with a sigh, I slipped my cock inside, squirting out lube when her body resisted my girth. She breathed fast, biting off moans, and I pressed my vibrating fingers to her clit to ease the way. When I was buried all the way in, I made her come and settled, emitting heat. She was naked, but she wouldn’t be cold.
“Do you like it?” I asked, caressing the curve of her lower belly, where my shape protruded faintly.
“Yes,” she sighed at once. “I like everything about this.”
She drifted off to sleep, her body stuffed full of me, and I let myself daydream that she was mine forever. It was so very easy to believe it that day.
Chapter 23
Dean
