by Dee, Bonnie
“Since this morning? Since the quake?” Opening her eyes fully, she saw him nod. She reached for his face and petted his bristly jaw. “That’s not fair.”
“We’re taking this at your pace.” He kissed the tip of her nose. “You’re in charge—for now.”
The “for now” sounded like a warning, but not an ominous one, more like a promise of even more sensual pleasure to come. She could never imagine Carr doing anything she didn’t like, but then she didn’t have his experience. Sexually, she had only been adventurous in her reading, not in practice. However, she was very well-read and had lots of fantasies.
Now, how far did she want to take this pleasure trip?
Her answer? As far as she could tempt him.
“Kiss me—use your tongue.” She pulled his face to her. She opened her mouth, her breaths quick and raspy.
Carr’s narrowed quizzical gaze examined her face. He stared at her as if he tried to read what was in her mind. She concentrated on projecting the image of one of her fantasies. She’d die a thousand deaths of embarrassment if she had to verbalize the act. Could he read her? A wide grin and an abrupt nod of his head preceded his mouth taking hers. He could.
He tasted her thoroughly, carefully. As she twisted in his arms to get closer, he thrust his tongue into her mouth, a gentle intrusion at first. But after she touched her tongue to his, he increased the depth and pressure. It was a sensual game of tongue tag with each of them taking a turn, the object only pleasure.
Carr’s tongue swept inside her mouth, tasting, advancing and retreating. So in tune was he with her body’s responses, he backed off when she became overwhelmed. He nibbled at her mouth, allowing her to catch her breath before gently thrusting his tongue back to make love to her mouth all over again.
After several minutes, he broke off the kiss. His breathing was rough. His heart pounding against the hand she braced on his chest. He rubbed his cheek against hers. “Show me what you like.”
“O-okay.” She raised her mouth to meet his. She ate at his mouth, seeking entrance. When he opened for her, she swept her tongue inside. She found a rhythm of thrusting that excited her. The pull-push of her tongue over his caused her womb to contract, to ache. At that moment, she wanted the hard bulge in his pants inside her, to join their bodies and become one with him in body as they already were in mind and spirit.
The mental image of him entering her had her moaning into his mouth. Because of her moaning, or maybe Carr had captured her thoughts, he took over the kiss, sucking her tongue into his mouth in a rhythm that pushed her excitement level through the roof. Her womb spasmed. The promise of even more pleasure was present, if only she knew how to reach for it.
She inhaled and drew away.
“Lily?” He stroked her arm, placing gentle kisses all over her face. “Baby? Did I scare you?”
“No, I, uh…” She blushed. She had no idea how to ask for what she wanted.
What a coward you are, Lily.
“Do you want to stop? I don’t want you uncomfortable with anything we do together.” He hugged her to him, rubbing his cheek against her hair.
Goddess, she loved him. He was so patient with her inexperience. Kissing him was wonderful, but she needed, wanted more. And she wanted him to take control. She trusted him. He wasn’t Darcy and he wasn’t other men. He would never push her limits.
Since she couldn’t verbalize what she wanted, she’d show him. She kissed his lips, thrusting her tongue in and out of his mouth, then paused, her mouth open, her tongue lying passively. She waited for him to take over and he did.
As he claimed her mouth, she imagined this would be how she’d take his cock into her mouth. His hands on her head, holding her for his thrusts. The parry and thrust of his steel-hard penis. The circle of her lips around his thickness. The depth and speed checked only by the suction of her mouth and his control.
She moaned at the image of her loving his cock and making him come.
Carr broke off Frenching her. Groaning, he said, “Baby, you can’t think thoughts like that or you might gain more experience than we have time for.”
She blushed. “I—I want you,” she admitted. “I want to take … to bring you pleasure.”
“And I would love it … but not here, not now. You deserve a comfortable bed and the total assurance of privacy. Our rescue team could be here any time.”
“You said about two hours—and that was less than half an hour ago,” she pointed out. Now that she had the idea of sucking him off, it wasn’t going away. She patted his face. “Let me up. Unzip those pants and let me give you pleasure. I want to.”
Refusing to let her off his lap, Carr studied her. A jerk of his head and a low rumbling groan told her he knew she was serious. “If we’re going to do this, I’ll pleasure you first. This time was to be all about you—not me.”
Lily lay back against his arm and considered the expression on his face. It was stubborn. He would not be swayed. She would be pleasured first or nothing at all would happen. His mental images were all alpha-male, dominant—and jibed with what she ultimately wanted—him in control of their mutual pleasure. And underlying it all were silk sheets, candles, and a comfortable bed. Her man was a closet romantic. She smiled. “Then make love to me, my Protector.”
“With pleasure, my Talisman.”
Carr lifted her from his lap and set her gently next to him. He spread the space blanket on the ground. After which, he stripped off the rest of his clothing, using it to cushion the blanket. He helped her to lie down.
Her eyes took in his body. He was a sculptor’s delight. All angles and planes of firm male muscle and tanned skin. A Greek god—or the medieval warrior he first reminded her of—come to life. She licked her lips and checked out his body from bottom to top and back, stopping finally at his sex.
He caught her gaze. “We’ll fit, baby. Don’t worry about it. But we are saving intercourse for the soft, dry bed.”
“I still want to taste you.” She touched his glistening cock head, swiping the drop of pre-cum that welled from his slit. She closed her eyes and stuck her finger into her mouth, licking and sucking until her fingertip was clean. “Yummy. Salty. Sweet.”
Carr groaned, his hand stroking her face. “Jesus, baby, don’t you know what that does to a guy?”
She looked at him. “What?”
He shook his head. “I might just come at the thought of you sucking and licking me the way you did your finger.”
“I’m willing to try.”
“You first. If after, you still feel like taking me into your mouth, we’ll do it.”
“Why wouldn’t I feel like it?”
“Because I intend on giving you so much pleasure, you’ll have no strength left to pleasure me.” His eyes glinted with sensual promise as he stripped off her thermal shirt.
She just might be in serious trouble here. “Is that wise? If you win, you lose…”
His eyes glowed like liquid silver. His hot gaze swept over her body. Passion painted his chiseled cheekbones red. His jaw muscles clenched and unclenched. Yet his hands were gentle as they stroked and learned her body, finding the places that made her moan and gasp with pleasure.
She liked the thought she could make such a strong man crazy with lust. She loved the fact he controlled his sexual power, harnessing it with her inexperience and fears in mind. He was a real man, a real protector—small and capital P.
As he caressed her, her breaths came fast and shallow. Her heart threatened to pound out of her chest. Her sex ached and throbbed in time with her heart, and the blanket beneath her got very, very wet with her sexual fluid.
“Slow down, love, or you’ll hyperventilate before I even get to the good stuff.” Carr lay next to her on his side. One large arm tugged her against his warmth, front to front. “I’m going to start with a few kisses and then travel down your body to see what you like.” He stroked her hip. “Tell me if you don’t like something I do.”
“I can’t im
agine that,” she said, shivering when he caressed her bottom.
“When I start kissing your clit, baby, I will give you an instruction and I want you to follow it without question. Can you do that?”
She’d invited his dominance, she couldn’t quibble now. Plus, if she didn’t want to do it, she knew he would not force her. She gave him what he needed now. “Yes, Carr.”
Carr’s smile was wicked. She loved it. For the first time in her life, she felt that she was the embodiment of Mother Earth her elemental nature meant her to be. All these years she’d thought she was defective, frigid and unnatural, a shame to her Terran elemental nature—but it hadn’t been her. It had just taken the right man in the right time to demonstrate she was wholly female.
Carr’s first kiss was light, easing her into the achy, warm feeling of their earlier kissing. But quickly, his kisses heated up. He was less gentle than before, but his kisses were still highly arousing.
“Suck my tongue back.” His husky command demanded obedience.
She sucked his tongue into the circle of her lips, using the suction she wanted to use on his cock. His tongue became the aggressor, giving her the thrusting action her mental images conveyed across their link.
As they kissed, she breathed through Carr. Her heart matched his rhythm. Her hips arched from the blanket seeking his throbbing cock, rubbing against it where it lay trapped between their bodies. His hands stroked her, reading her like a Braille text. Everywhere he touched, she burned.
Lily groaned with disappointment when Carr broke off the deeply erotic claiming of her mouth. But soon she moaned when his kisses found their way to a breast. He tugged the nipple into his mouth with a strong sucking motion. He held it there, building her anticipation, before he suckled it with strong deep pulls. He stopped from time to time to graze the sensitive tip with his teeth before drawing it back into his mouth to feed upon it again. Her body arched with each suck of his lips. She moaned and gasped, her womb aching, her channel pulsing with the need to take his cock in its depths.
As she arched into him, reaching for a peak just out of reach, he released the nipple he’d been pleasuring, calming it with light kisses. Moving across her chest, nibbling and licking the skin, he took its mate into his mouth and began the sensual torture all over again.
After he’d spent several minutes on the second nipple, she screamed as a wave of pleasure swept through her body. “Carr! I … can’t … oh, my goddess, I need…”
She didn’t know what she needed but Carr did.
A flood of vaginal fluids leaked down her inner thighs. One of Carr’s hands stroked her there, seeking. As he continued to suck her breast, he cupped her mound, inserting a finger gently into her opening and massaging the clitoris with the heel of his hand.
As he set a rhythm, pressure unlike any she’d ever felt built in her core. Her body spasmed; her opening clenched and unclenched, demanding his possession.
“Carr! I need you in me.” She reached for his hips, wanting to take him into her.
Releasing her nipple, he placed soothing kisses in her cleavage, traveling back and forth between her breasts. “Not here, baby. You’d get bruised even worse than you are.”
“Carr … I need something.”
“I’ll take care of you.”
He withdrew his hand from her sex. “God, you are so wet, baby.” He licked his fingers and palm. “You taste so good. Like ripe peaches. I’m going to eat you now, so you can come.”
Lily was so aroused she could only moan.
Carr laughed. “I’ll take that as you are not opposed to the idea.”
Her eyes never left him as he kissed his way down her stomach to just above her mound where he laid his cheek on her lower stomach and nuzzled his nose into her flesh. “You smell so good. Like sun-warmed earth after a summer rain.”
“You smell the same to me.” She stroked his hair.
Carr shot her a look. Connect with me on the astral plane when I eat your pussy. I want to hear your pleasure on both planes. Scream for me. Don’t hold back.
I won’t.
Carr drew her hips up off the blanket, using his arms to support her thighs, his hands cupping her bottom. Lifting her sex to his mouth, he, at first, nuzzled and licked lightly around her labia, rebuilding the fire that had died down while he’d made the adjustment in position. He took his time, driving her crazy with lust and need.
Lily shivered. No man had ever eaten her pussy. Carr was one man who seemed to like to make love slow and he definitely was giving off vibes that he liked oral sex. Not a millimeter of her sex was ignored. He traced her sexual folds with his lips, and then grazed and nipped with his teeth. The contrast of the pleasure and slight pain helped to rekindle the flames until yet again she yearned for a completion she did not know how to obtain.
Carr, in tune with her body even more so than she, switched to concentrate on the highly aroused and sensitive bud at the apex of her folds. As he sucked her clit, his astral body penetrated hers.
She gasped, then moaned in both planes of existence.
With me, baby?
I think so.
Hold on and let the pleasure claim you. Don’t fight it.
His astral body began the rhythm of intercourse while on the real plane, his tongue, teeth and lips ate at her clitoris and labia.
This time the pressure sought to find equilibrium and her pleasure exploded through her on both planes. So much pressure she could barely catch a breath, let alone scream in the real world.
Yes … Carr … yes! She arched her back and screamed to the infinite astral skies.
But Carr didn’t stop after she’d reached the first peak. He caught her on the way down and altered his rhythm in order to rebuild her pleasure.
Her body arched as tightly as a bow. She feared she would explode into a million pieces and like Humpty Dumpty never be put together again. As his tongue fucked her sex, his astral cock fucked her body. Now she screamed on both planes while Carr built up and tore down her barriers to sexual pleasure with his love. Each taste of her, each touch, each scream of pleasure he drew from her was an affirmation of his love. If she died in the next second, she would leave the world knowing she had been loved.
I love you, Carr.
As I love you, Lily. Now come for me one last time. He sucked her clitoris into his mouth, scraping it with his teeth.
She cried out. “Carr! Oh, that’s so … good. So good.”
Clutching at his head, she held him to her as she thrust her hips to meet his oral ministrations. The pressure built and built. Finally, in one bright flash she peaked. Screaming his name, she went ever higher until her and Carr’s souls merged into one and the white light of the Goddess enveloped them in her pure love. They were one. She would never be alone again. Carr would always be in her heart and her soul even when their physical bodies were apart.
As she fell back into the real world, her body trembling, she felt Carr’s arms holding her and heard his deep voice soothing her. “It’s okay, Lily. I’ve got you. You’re safe in my arms. Come back to me.”
Shivering, she turned into the safety and warmth of his loving embrace.
“Aww, geezus, baby. You’re so beautiful in your pleasure.” He kissed her mouth. “And you taste good too.”
She licked her lips, tasting herself in his kiss. Taking a breath, she whispered, “Pears, I think.”
“Nah, peaches. You taste like summer-ripe peaches.”
Lily lay quietly in Carr’s arms. His hard-on still present and throbbing against her.
“You didn’t come—on either plane.”
“It’s okay. I wanted this for you.” His gaze was serious. But she sensed he was hurting. Lily didn’t bother talking about it, just shoved out of his embrace and sat up beside him. “Stand up so I can kneel in front of you.”
Carr frowned, but something he saw in her eyes must have convinced him because he didn’t argue—just stood. His thick, hard cock jutted out. The head was dark
purple and glistened from leakage of pre-cum. The veins on his thick shaft were prominent. He was highly aroused and had to be in pain from holding back. Well, she could take care of that. Her mate was in pain and that was not allowed, especially after the beautiful loving he’d lavished on her.
She knee-walked closer until she could take his cock in her hand. It twitched and leaked even more pre-cum while she firmly stroked it. Placing her other hand under his balls, she fondled them in her palm as she leaned forward and licked the moisture from the tip of his cock.
“God, baby.” Carr groaned. She flicked her tongue over the glans. “It isn’t going to take much to make me come.”
She squeezed around the base of his cock. “I want you to come in my mouth.”
“Damn, Lily … sweetheart. You don’t have to swallow. You don’t need…” He threw back his head and groaned when she took the head of his cock into her mouth, then let it slide out.
“I want to taste you … just as you did me.” She took a long lick up the length of his shaft. “I want you so aroused that my mouth is the center of your world.”
“Oh … fuck yeah … but you are my world anyway.” Carr groaned and arched his back as he thrust his cock at her. “Don’t tease, Lily. I’m real close. Do it. Take me in your mouth and make me yours.”
“Mine,” she whispered. Licking his cock up one side and down the other, she kept a firm hand around the base. His balls lay in her palm so she could gently squeeze them from time to time. His moans and groans and frequent comments like “Oh, baby, that is so fucking good.” echoed off the cave walls. Guess reading all those sexy novels she liked had given her a good idea of what a man wanted in a blowjob.
Now to find out exactly how her man liked it. Hard or easy.
She took as much of his length as she could in her mouth, licking and swallowing what had to be eight inches of beautiful, thick cock. As she worked him in and out, she varied her technique. At some times she’d only use her mouth and tongue, and at others, she added careful scrapes of teeth to the in-and-out motion. He seemed to like it all, if his verbal assurances could be believed, but the light application of teeth had him thrusting back.
