Chapter 11
Then he paused. Not quite sure what his next approach would be. He had never done something like this before. He was running on instinct and the few hints he had gotten from his brother. Namely get the girl naked and work from there. It seemed to be working so far from the way Sora was reacting, but what next?
She decided for him, suddenly thrusting her hips upward impatiently.
“Please?” she pleaded for attention. He had stopped moving and she was impatient for him to do something. Anything.
His eyes flicked down to the space right before him. He was curious what she would do if he put his lips right there. So he did. Nuzzling her clit with his nose, his lips gently touching he most private area.
She inhaled deeply and he fingers twined into his hair, tugging sharply. Yes. She liked that.
Since the region seemed to make her so responsive he decided to pay it more attention. Licking and nipping slightly he drew out louder and louder moans from her. The tugging on his hair got more insistent as he went.
He moved up to her lips to let her taste herself off of him. Grinding into her at the same time she pulled him closer by winding her arms around his neck, hands still tousled in his hair.
They writhed together in perfect synchrony. Just feeling.
Distracted by her soft lips and her tongue hitting the erogenous top of his mouth, he didn’t realize what she was doing when she wound her legs around his. She rolled herself on top of him suddenly.
She steadied herself, placing her hands on his biceps and looking down at him teasingly.
He stared up at her startled. He wanted to touch her but her hands were stopping him. Frustrated he tried to buck her off.
She gasped at the feel of him right up against her and moaned suddenly. He stilled at the sound, and then did it again more forcefully.
She was not going to be just a passive participant, despite the way she had willingly allowed his sand to drag her in his direction. If this is the way he wanted to play-and she could tell from the look in his pupil-less eyes that he knew what he was doing to her, somehow - then she would play.
His eyes widened in surprise at her move and then lowered in pleasure as he looked up at her through his lashes. Her hips moved and he suddenly found himself in tight heat. It felt good. And he felt the sense of expectation that had been building up inside him break. There was still a kind of urgency in his abdomen, but she was here. And he felt her skin touching his, breath on his lips and his most intimate parts up against hers.
His body was warm and heavy, scarred and strong; and she learned it with lips and tongue.
Then he gasped and his body arched. He thrust up into her, trying to get her to make that sound again, or cry out his name.
She growled at him and positioned her hips at a different angle so he sunk even deeper. Her plan didn’t work as she expected since his member hit a new spot that was extremely sensitive inside her.
He sucked in his breath as she threw her head back and screamed out her pleasure. Then there was no thought, no sense involved only feeling as they moved together. Body met body in delicious tandem and heat.
Then it happened. The connection, the draw between them clicked into place.
She collapsed on his chest, insides fluttering, and he rolled them over and continued pounding out his completion.