She takes her hand off my cock to pull my shirt off my head. I slip it off my arms. She works on the buckle of my belt next, then the button of my jeans. She jerks the zipper down over my clothed cock.
“Slowly,” I caution her.
Triss ignores me and pulls my pants and my boxers down. My cock springs free. I hold my breath as I brace myself for her touch but feel nothing. I lift my head and find her staring at my cock with an expression of fascination.
Come to think of it, she’s never seen it up close before.
“Well?” I ask her.
Triss doesn’t answer. She continues to stare at my cock as she wraps her fingers slowly around it. Her thumb traces one of the veins.
She brings her face closer. Her lips press against the head of my cock. Then she drags them over the underside of the shaft until she reaches the base. She plants a kiss there, too.
Her lips part. As I feel the tip of her tongue against my heated skin, I let my head down. I keep my arms at my sides and try to keep my breathing under control as Triss licks my cock. She traces every vein with her tongue and then licks the shaft from tip to base. She sucks on the side of my cock and I suck in a breath.
She knows what she’s doing. The thought irritates me.
“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?” I ask her out loud.
“Yes,” she admits as she plants another kiss on my cock, this time on the other side. “But I never liked it.”
But she looks like she’s thoroughly enjoying herself now. The irritation in my chest turns into excitement.
It becomes a rumble of pleasure as Triss licks the head of my cock. As she gathers the substance gathered there with her tongue, she starts to stroke me. My hands curl into fists. I suppress a shiver.
When she takes me into her mouth, I can no longer suppress it. Her lips wrap around my skin. Her tongue presses against me. My cock swells even more.
Inch by inch, she stuffs my cock inside her mouth. I lift my head to see the sight. Her cheeks are puffed up. Her eyes are hazy. Saliva trickles from the corner of her mouth.
An urge to pound into her mouth seizes me. I place my hand on the top of her head. I want to hold her in place and jerk my hips forward, but I get a grip on myself and brush the strands of hair off her forehead instead. Our gazes meet for a second.
Now I want to kiss her. If only her mouth wasn’t occupied.
It becomes even more occupied as she takes more of me in. The tip of my cock hits the back of her throat and I let out a curse. My fingers grip her hair. Still, she continues. My eyes grow wide.
She’s taking me in her throat?
The passage starts to convulse around me and my head falls back. She swallows and I gasp.
Then Triss pulls her mouth away. I hear her cough as she tries to breathe.
“Are you okay?” I ask her.
She nods as she wipes her chin.
“You can stop now,” I tell her.
I don’t think I can last much longer anyway.
But she doesn’t. Triss lowers her head and her lips wrap around me again. This time, she only takes a portion of me in her mouth. When she starts sucking again, another curse leaves my lips.
She grips the base of my cock as she moves her head up and down. Her other hand cradles my balls. I grip the edge of the mattress and close my eyes, relishing the friction. It intensifies as Triss moves faster. Her fingers dig into my ass.
I draw deep breaths as I revel in the pleasure of her mouth. I hold out as long as I can, and when I can no longer, I push her away.
“That’s enough.”
I push Triss down on the mattress and kiss her lips. I part her thighs, grip my cock and start to sheathe myself inside her. As her velvety skin clings to me, I grunt.
Damn, she’s tight.
Triss wraps her arms around me. As I continue to push, she breaks the kiss and presses her mouth against my shoulder. Her nails dig into my skin.
I summon all of my patience and self-control as I slowly enter her tight passage. When I’m almost all the way in, I pause to take a deep breath. Then I jerk my hips and fill her to the brim.
Triss lets out a cry. I pull myself off her so I can lift her hips. I place her feet on my shoulders and grip her legs as I begin to pound into her.
Triss squeezes her eyes shut as her nails rake the mattress. Her moans and gasps fill the air, mingled with the sound of flesh slapping against flesh.