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I stifle a laugh. “You’re doing so well, even though I know you must be sore. I don’t want to hurt you. So relax and let me take charge.”
“Mmm…”
“I just want to make you feel good.” I kiss around where my finger is circling over her clit. “I want to give you pleasure, Mahuika. My little fire goddess. My beautiful Scarlett woman. Open up for me. Give yourself to me.”
“Oh… Orson…”
I replace my finger with my mouth, cover her clit, and suck gently. At the same time, very carefully, I slide two fingers inside her. She moans and tightens around them, and I murmur my approval as I stroke in and out of her.
“I’m so close,” she whispers, sliding a hand into my hair. “Aaahhh… Mmm… Don’t stop…”
I have no intention of stopping, and I suck a little harder, pushing her thighs open wider with my other hand to expose her completely to my mouth. Fuck, she’s so wet, and so smooth, and I’m so hard… I want to plunge my cock into her and ride her all the way to next week, but I have to restrain myself today.
Instead, I concentrate on her, and it’s not long before her chest is heaving with ragged breaths, and her fingers are tightening in my hair. I suck harder, and then she comes, clenching around my fingers, gasping with every pulse. I hold her tightly all the way through it, groaning at the thought of what she must be feeling, imagining that blissful sensation deep inside her.
And then she collapses back, and I withdraw my fingers, give her a last kiss, and move up to lie beside her.
“Mmm.” She gives me a lazy smile. “That was a nice way to wake up.”
I prop my head on a hand. “Better than an alarm clock.”
“Mmm, I’ll say.” She lifts the duvet and looks down, then gives me a mischievous smile. “Are you going to do anything with that?”
“Nope. Not today.”
She frowns. “Why?”
“I’m not going to make you sore.”
“I’m okay.”
“No, and you can’t talk me into it.”
She pouts. Then she lifts the duvet again and studies my erection. It gives an involuntary twitch, and her lips curve up.
She looks up at me. Then she lifts up and ducks beneath the covers.
“Ahhh… Scarlett…”
“Just relax.”
“You don’t have to do that…”
“I want to see what you taste like.”
“Let me have a shower first.”
“No. Lie down.”
I flop onto my back and cover my face with my hands. I feel her move over me, then between my legs. She tosses the duvet back, and then she’s still for a moment. I think she’s studying it. Jesus.
“Mmm,” she says. “Anything I should know?”
“Just watch your teeth.”
She laughs. Then she takes me in her hand and lowers her mouth.
I groan as she kisses me. I’m a little tense at first, after all it’s not every day you loan your family jewels to someone who’s never seen them before. But she’s gentle, exploring me with her tongue, tracing the tip around the head and down the shaft. Then she says, “Show me how to touch you.”