She let out a long suffering-sigh and slid her hand up and down my arm.
“I disagree, but we can table that conversation for now. I don’t want to think about our food situation right now. I feel like I spent our entire time at the beach worried about food, and I’m over it.”
Taylor looked up at me for a long moment and licked her lips as if she were thinking about something more enticing. “You up for practicing kissing instead?”
My heart skipped a beat, and I nodded my head, afraid my voice would betray just how affected I was by even talking about kissing.
“Great!” Taylor sat up and faced me.
“Have you ever kissed or touched anyone sexually before?”
I shook my head. I had been old enough to pursue a female before the stiffness took so many of them, but even then I was too shy to approach anyone I was interested in.
“That’s okay. There’s a first time for everything. Hmm,” she looked me up and down.
“It might be easiest if I sat on your lap. Would that be okay?”
“Uh huh,” I readily agreed.
Never in all my days could I have imagined I, the monster of my dekes, would be asked by the female of my dreams if she could sit on my lap to kiss me.
“Okay,” Taylor breathed as she got up, then settled herself back down on top of me. She placed her hands on my shoulders for support, then looked up, locking her gaze on me.
“I’m going to press my lips to yours and you can press your lips to mine. It’s okay if it feels awkward at first. It’ll become more natural the more we do it,” she assured me, and the idea of this being the first of many times I’d kiss Taylor filled my soul with an unspeakable joy.
“Ready?” She bit her bottom lip, and, like before, seeing the nervous gesture made me feel calm.
“Ready.” I gave her a resolute nod.
Taylor placed a hand on my chest and extended her neck upward with pursed lips. I craned my neck to reach her and, in a moment of pure bliss, our lips met.
Taylor’s soft lips pressed against mine, then lifted away, and I found I missed their presence on my skin. I leaned in further and pressed my lips to hers, this time causing her to chuckle.
The mated couples kissed so often, and I didn’t understand why until now. Pressing mouths together was like experiencing short bursts of fire shooting through my veins, and with each new kiss, the fire grew bigger and brighter.
It did not take long at all for my cock to stiffen. With each small movement of Taylor’s bottom on my lap, it only stiffened more.
Our kisses had started out as soft tentative pecks, but now they were long presses of our mouths.
Taylor’s tongue tickled the seam of my mouth, seeking entrance. I opened for her and moaned when her tongue explored mine.
I touched my tongue to hers, and she moaned in return. The addition of tongues made our kisses feel more like a dance, a push and pull of giving and taking.
Taylor pressed her hips into mine as we kissed, causing us both to moan. I thrust my hard shaft, still encased in my pants, up toward her and she moaned again.
Goddess, that felt good. I wanted to thrust and feel her body against mine. I wanted more of her little moans, exploring tongue, and long kisses. I wanted it all.
But the more I thought about her, and us, and what we were doing, the more my cock ached for release. I needed to think about something else. I would not come on Taylor. I would not!
I tried thinking of the weather, our lack of food, my upcoming hunt, anything and everything to get my shaft to go down, but then Taylor’s arousal scent filled my nostrils and all thoughts left my head.
With one hand, I held her close to my chest and with the other, I sank my fingers deep into her hair. I thrust against her over and over again, drinking in each one of her soft moans.
In my attempt to chase down every moan I could wring from her, my balls only grew tighter and tighter. Soon my spine went stiff, and with one final grinding motion, my release overtook me.
I pulled my lips away from hers as I shuddered and groaned beneath Taylor. I saw stars as my release wracked my body. But once I came down from the bliss of the sensations and caught my breath, I was horrified that I had come so easily and fully clothed.
“I, uh,” I didn’t know what to say.
