“It felt good. Very good.”
“Okay, I’m going to touch you with my fingers now.”
“Alright, I’m ready,” I nodded my head.
Ashley brought her hand to my cock and gently brushed it with her fingertips. I gasped, and once again my hips left the furs in a furtive thrust. The pleasure was intense, but it was bearable. I hadn’t yet crossed over to the point of it being too much, and I desperately hoped it never would.
“Again?” She asked.
“Again,” I nodded.
She brushed her fingers against my flesh again and let them glide up and down my already slick shaft.
The pleasure was immense, so much so that I nearly forgot to breathe. Every nerve ending was on fire, but I was also ready for more.
She continued her slow stroking with her finger tips, up and down, up and down, and my hips finally stayed put.
All was going well, too well, until she closed her hand around my cock and gave me an official stroke. It was just like I would do it, but because it was Ashley it was a flood of pleasure instead of a gentle stream.
I gritted my teeth against the building sensations. There was pleasure there, but there was pain now too. Too much,too much!I could see with my eyes that her strokes were as gentle as a person could make them, and yet they felt too rough.
I tried to breathe through the sensations. I wanted this. I wanted this so badly.
I closed my eyes and tried to relax, but nothing worked.
Then I felt a sudden rush of cold air followed by a flood of relief. I looked up to find Ashley had pulled her hand away and her expression of excitement had turned to one of concern.
“It was too much.” She wasn’t asking. She knew, and thank the goddess for that. If not, I might have lied to her just to have this experience with my mate.
“Yeah,” I breathed, disappointment filling me like a heavy weight.
I tried not to cry. How were we ever going to have sex, if I couldn’t get past this? Why would luminescence ever choose me for Ashley if I couldn’t fulfill all her needs?
Ashley did not seem concerned though. She looked thoughtful.
“What?” I asked, desperate to know what was on her mind. Had she given up on me too or did she have a solution that I hadn’t thought of. The rain had been her idea after all, and that was what made it possible for me to touch her in the first place.
She looked down at her breasts and then looked at me.
“Maybe instead of my hands, I could use my breasts.”
Her breasts? I nearly passed out from delight.
“I’d be willing to try that,” I admitted enthusiastically.
“Okay,” she giggled. “Go ahead and sit on that rock then.”
I did what I was told, and settled myself on the large rock not far from our bed of furs.
Ashley once again crawled towards me and I nearly came to the sight of her. What was it about her crawling toward me in all her naked glory that made me feel so wild, so feral?
Once she reached me, she sat up and placed ahand on the rock on either side of my legs.
Then, just as I had done to her, she gently pushed my knees apart and settled herself between my thighs. More liquid spilled from my cock head as she lowered her chest to my shaft.
“Breathe, Axon. Think about the cold rock you’re sitting on. Let that distract you if this starts to become too much.”
I nodded my head and took in deep breaths through my nose and out of my mouth.
