My heart aches for him. For his loss. “Oh, Knox, I’m so sorry.” I reach for his hand, and my fingers slide so easily into his, as if our hands were perfectly made for this, for each other to hold.
“You know, that was my first blow job?” he says, clearly trying to change the subject.
“Wait, what? Are you kidding?”
“Not kidding. Never done that before.”
“But you’ve had sex?”
“Uh huh. But not with a human woman.”
“Is it different? Are we different?”
“Hmmmmm. I’m not sure yet,” he says, sitting up and leaning over me. “Gonna have to take a look.” His eyes glow, and the side of his mouth quirks up into a panty-soaking grin as his fingers find my zip. I wonder if it’s the first time he’s grinned like this in years. I think maybe it is.
He slides the zip down and then slowly and carefully pulls the fabric apart. His eyes start glowing overtime and his huge cock springs up, all ready to go again.
“Well?” I ask, smiling up at him as he takes in my naked body. “Are we different?”
His fingers run light beams over my chest and down to my breasts. He gently rolls both of my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, and I arch up into him. Fuck, it feels amazing! Like four points of light playing with my tits!
He leans over me, taking one of my nipples in his mouth while still working the other with his fingers. He groans around it, sending shivers through my whole body.
“Are my nipples different?” I ask, biting my lip at him.
“Virrindarian women have breasts, but I never touched them, so I probably can’t really compare.”
“You had sex but didn’t touch their nipples?! Knox!”
“It’s just not how we did it. We did it in these pods, sex pods. Up against a wall.”
I think of how he had me in the kitchen, ready to fuck me up against the wall before his freak-out.
“Why did you stop before?” I ask. “When you had me in the kitchen?”
“Cock started glowing. Wasn’t sure how you’d feel about it. I should tell you?—”
“Tell me what?”
He pauses for a second before he answers, “I should tell you that you’re beautiful.” His hands find my cheeks, and he lowers himself down, kissing me softly, gently, with so much kindness and…love?
“Is my pussy different?” I ask, trying to get that wholeloveidea out of my mind. “Do women on your planet have extra-large ones so they can take your extra-large dicks?”
He chuckles at that, and that smile,oh my god, it makes a star burst in my heart.
“I’ll have to see,” he says with a smirk, rolling onto the side of me. He props one hand underneath his head and slides the otherover my belly and down between my legs. He grabs my leg and places it so it’s hooked over his. He slides a finger up and down over my slit, and I push into his hand. All I want is him inside me. Fuckingnow!
He slowly slides a finger into me. It’s not like last time. It’s not a quick shove to check if I was wet before he fucked me against a wall. This is slow and sweet, like hewantsto take his time with me, like he wants this to last forever.
I know I sure as hell do.
His finger slides in and out in a slow, sexy rhythm, in time to the music still playing from the stereo. Okay, who knew this kind of music could be so sexy?! And I had no idea that slow and gentle could be so fucking arousing!
“How many fingers can you take, baby?” he breathes into my ear.
“I don’t know. Your hands are kind of big.”
“My cock is bigger.”
