He kissed her neck. “It would be even more wonderful if you relaxed and let me pleasure you.”
Oh, damn, she’d bruised his male ego.
“Honey, you did.” She nuzzled his neck, then beamed at him. “You were incredible.”
She kissed his cheek lightly and intended to ease out of his embrace, be he held her still. He gazed into her eyes and stroked her cheek.
“Crystal, you don’t have to stimulate yourself. I know how to bring you to orgasm without that.”
She stroked his cheek. Male ego was one thing, but he needed to understand. Although she loved being fucked by a man, ultimately she took responsibility for her own pleasure. She would not depend on a man for that.
“Look, sweetie, don’t worry about it. It’s just that I know my body better than you do.”
“Give me a chance to prove it.”
His cock twitched inside her, and then he let it slide out. He swept her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He laid her down and stretched out beside her. He unfastened her bra and peeled it away, smiling appreciatively as he released her thirty-eight D breasts. His mouth covered her rigid nipple, and he licked the beadlike nub, washing her in pleasure. He kissed down her belly, and as he approached her crotchless panties, she opened her legs, knowing she revealed her silky blonde curls and the pink folds of flesh between them.
“Gattra, my love. This garment is quite…fasvin.”
She didn’t know what it meant, but from the awe in his voice, it sounded wicked and wonderful.
His tongue nudged against her pussy, then dabbed at her clit. She was still so primed, she nearly climaxed right then and there.
Two more licks and another nudge and the orgasm claimed her. She arched against him.
“Oh, God, you’re making me come again.” She couldn’t believe it. Never had she had two orgasms so close together.
He continued to lick, then he sucked lightly, and her moan intensified with the pleasure pulsing through her. He dabbed tenderly as her pleasure eased.
He kissed her. The blissful feel of being in his arms, held tenderly, disturbed her. She had to break the intimate contact.
She reached for his rock-hard cock and stroked it, surprised that it was still rigid with wanting her.
“It’s your turn now, honey.” She pushed herself up and crouched over him, then grasped his incredible cock in her hands and licked the head. It twitched under her attention. She swirled her mouth around him, then licked him top to bottom. Her hands slid around his shaft, and she pumped him as she swallowed the head into her mouth. She took him deep, then squeezed her lips around the top of the shaft, under the corona and licked him, around and around the ridge.
“Crystal, sweetheart, you’re going to make me—ah.”
“That’s the idea, honey. I want you to… Ahhh.”
“I am trying to hold myself back.”
“You seem to make a habit of that.” She swirled him inside her mouth, then smiled at him. “Come on, show me how much you love my mouth sucking your big cock. Shoot a load so big I drown in it.”
She sucked on him, drawing him deep into her throat, taking every last inch inside her.
“Gattra. Crystal, you’re so xalta sexy!”
He tensed, and then a flood of liquid filled her throat, pulsing into her. She swallowed, gulping to keep up with him. Never had a man filled her with so much.
Once he finished spurting, she released him, then kissed up his stomach to his chest. To her total surprise, he rolled her onto her back and plunged into her again, his big cock still hard as steel. He thrust again and again until finally she shrieked in ecstasy.
He claimed her lips, drawing her firmly against his body. She snuggled against him, wondering how she’d slipped into orgasm so easily, especially without self-stimulation. That had never happened before. Ever since her first intimate relationship with her high-school sweetheart, which had been disappointing to say the least, her older sister had told her that the key to a great sex life for a woman was taking control of her own pleasure. Both Crystal and her sister had learned through their mother’s experiences never to depend on a man, and this was just another area where that was true.
After a few minutes of cuddling, she tried to ease away from his solid body, but he held her tight. She wanted to protest, wanted to slip into the other room and stretch out on her own bed, but the warmth of his body and the secure feeling of being in his arms lulled her, until the exhaustion of the day claimed her and she slipped into sleep.
Crystal awoke to find she couldn’t move her arms and legs. She opened her eyes and realized her arms were bound above her head and her legs were stretched out, wide open. She was completely naked. She pulled against the bonds, some kind of straps. They looked flimsy, and they felt silky against her skin, but they held her firm.
So the man was into bondage. This could be fun.