“Maybe we should.” My words came out breathy. I wanted Orsu. The kiss we’d shared wasn’t enough. I wanted more.
Orsu shrugged off his vest and looked at me with questioning eyes as he undid the last lace holding up my pants.
“I wish to taste you, Julie. Your scent makes my mouth water and my soul fill with desire. Let me bring you pleasure as I have longed to do since the first night we met.”
I said nothing, but I did lift my hips and pulled my pants off the rest of the way. There was no underwear here on Valo Prime, so I was completely exposed to Orsu, ready to give him whatever he wanted. That was until my anxiety started to get the better of me. He’d never seen a naked human before, what if I wasn’t what he expected? I hadn’t shaved in months. Would he be put off by my pubic hair? He said he liked my scent, but what if my scent was misleading and he didn’t like my taste?
Orsu had been caressing and kissing my thighs, working his way up to the apex of my legs.
“Tell me your worries, Julie.”
I hadn’t even realized he had stopped touching me until he spoke.
“What do you mean?” I tried to play it off.
“I see the worry on your face and I wish to know what troubles you.” Orsu was determined to know the truth.
“What if…” I trailed off. Would he find my worries silly? To hell with it. I took a steading breath and continued. “What if you don’t like what I look like or taste like?” No one had ever gone down on me before so I wasn’t sure what to expect as far as reactions went.
Orsu didn’t reply this time. He just smiled and gently parted my legs so my pussy was on full display for him.
“You are beautiful, my Julie. Perfect shades of pink and brown hidden under the tight curls that beckon me to come closer to uncover what mysteries they hide.”
Before I could respond Orsu lowered his head and licked me from the bottom of my slit to the top, and oh did I like it.
He moaned with pleasure, as if my taste were a delicious dessert. I thought he might comment further but instead he lifted my legs over his shoulders as he lay down in the grass and feasted on my essence.
It all felt good, but nothing could have prepared me for how good his ridged tongue would feel on my clit.
My hips lifted off the ground as soon as he made contact and he chuckled to himself as if my reaction were the exact reward he’d been seeking.
He laved my clit again and again, first with gentle swipes and then with an unrelenting figure eight pattern until I was trembling beneath him.
“Tell me what else I can do,” he paused hisministrations to ask.
“Uh, what you’re doing feels great.” I’d never been bold enough to tell a partner what I wanted before.
“Be brave, my Julie. Tell me what you want. I wish only to bring you pleasure,” Orsu encouraged.
A part of me was mad at him for asking. Why couldn’t he just let me continue my status quo of not asking for what I wanted in the bedroom? What if I said the wrong thing and ruined this moment? But another part of me was excited by the idea of telling him what to do next. It would feel like a huge accomplishment if I could find the courage to do so.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I wasn’t brave enough to look at Orsu while I told him what I wanted, not yet.
“Gently squeezing my nipples would feel good.”
“Then take off your top and let me touch you in the way you desire.” His voice was raspy but restrained as if he were holding himself in check. Did I affect him that much? Little ol’ me?
I opened my eyes and saw the humor-filled version of Orsu was gone. The Orsu who kneeled before me was serious and determined, as if my pleasure were the most important thing to him and wasn’t a matter to be taken lightly.
I sat up and pulled my shirt off over my head and tossed it onto the grass beside me.
“Good girl,” he purred and oh god, did that do things to me.
I lay back down and waited for Orsu to make his move. It wasn’t long before I felt his tongue on my clit again. This time his movements were more of a sporadic up and down motion. His hand drifted up my torso to mychest and finally to my breast where he rolled one nipple between his finger and thumb.
I gasped as the competing sensations overwhelmed me. The orgasm that had been slowly building inside me was suddenly galloping to the finish line.
“Orsu.” I panted his name as I drew even closer to my release. He hummed against my clit in an attempt to respond to me calling his name, and even that felt wonderful.
