She withdrew her mouth. “Not yet. You have to let me practice.” She put her hand on his shaft and her head ducked lower and she licked and sucked on his scrotum while lightly rubbing his shaft, burying her nose at the base of his cock and inhaling deeply. Her Phineas.
“I’ll let you practice. You can practice all you want. I am always available for practice. Oh, my God.”
“Is this all right?”
“Yes, yes, yes. It’s marvelous. Oh, Caro, what you’re doing to me, it’s incredible, darling, and I love it. Your tongue is amazing, your touch on my cock, it’s so lovely.”
She stroked over his soft sac harder with her tongue now, giving him firm, fierce licks.
“Oh, but Caro, don’t you want to take your nightdress off? Don’t you want me inside you? Don’t you want to make a baby? Oh, my God.”
“We can make a baby tomorrow. This is for you.”
“And for you, too, right, Caro? You don’t mind, do you?”
She lifted her head and growled. “I am wet from doing this.”
“Really?”
She straightened up and moved on her knees toward his head. She seized his hand and put it under her nightdress and between her legs. “Feel me, Phineas. Sucking your cock did this to me.”
She looked at his face as she felt his fingers delve into her folds and discover the evidence of her arousal. His expression had been one of concern and uncertainty mixed with desire ever since he had lit the lamp. But suddenly his eyes were sparkling and his worry was replaced by a grin.
“You’re so wet, Caro, you sweet thing. Take your nightdress off so I can see all of you.”
Shuddering as his fingers stroked her in her most sensitive place, she lifted her nightdress over her head.
“So beautiful, you’re so beautiful.”
“Phineas.” She drew in a breath. “Please.”
“Please, what?”
“Please let me keep doing what I was doing before? Let me pay attention to you? Practice?”
He reached up with his other hand and covered a breast with his palm.
“Whatever you want.” His voice was soft. “Darling.”
She shuddered again and leaned down and brushed her lips against his and then moved away from his hands, back toward his cock. He had lost none of his size in the moments she had used to prove to him how aroused she was.
She put her hand around him. She stroked his cock as he had taught her. “I want your seed.”
She moved her hair to one side and engulfed him once again with her mouth. She felt his hand on her head, on the back of her neck. She looked up at him, not stopping her movement up and down his shaft with her lips and tongue and her hand.
“It’s so lovely, darling,” he ran a hand over her back, “God, it’s almost as lovely as you.” His member incrementally increased in size as she tightened her grip with her hand.
“Oh, Caro, darling.”
She increased her attentions, sliding her mouth and hand more quickly now, using her other hand to hold his scrotum. Her hand on his shaft became a little rougher, her tongue firmer, her mouth more frenzied.
“You know you’re all I want, Caro, and I just want us to be happy together. And I want to give you lots of babies and I want you in my bed every night or I want to be in yours and I want you to look at me and see your husband and I want you to love me because I love you so much, darling, I can’t help it, I just do, I can’t stop, and, oh my God, Caro, don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop—”
As he continued telling her not to stop, something she had no intention of doing whatsoever, he grabbed her thigh, his muscles in his own legs and his abdomen tensed, and his groan filled the room even as he filled her mouth with a throbbing warm wetness. Salty, sweet, viscous. She swallowed as she kept moving her mouth and her hand, remembering Phineas in the bookshop and how he had not released himself until he had stopped pulsing.
He loosened his grip on her leg. “Now stop, now stop, now stop, darling.”
She took her mouth and hand away from his cock and with the hand that had been on his scrotum, she caressed the inside of his thighs. She looked at him and his eyes were on her and there was something there she had never seen before.
