Total pages in book: 118
Estimated words: 106646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106646 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 533(@200wpm)___ 427(@250wpm)___ 355(@300wpm)
He laughs against my neck, pressing hot kisses there. His hands roam all over my naked body, moving back to my breasts and toying with my nipples even as I try to relax. "Do you have the stick?" he asks between teasing little nips at my throat. "Pick it up and tell me what you liked. What I did wrong. Talk to me."
The stick? Do we really need it in this moment? I just want to keep cuddling, though it's clear A'tam is still feeling hungry for more. He sucks on my neck, so hard that I'm sure I'm going to have a hickey in the morning. I bite back a little moan and roll toward him, because the stick is under my leg. As I do, I feel the hot, throbbing heat of him against my skin. Oh. At some point, A'tam took off his loincloth. He's erect and enormous, the head slick with pre-cum, and as he makes out with my neck, I realize he still needs more.
I've been completely and utterly satisfied, but he hasn't. "A'tam." I put a hand on his cheek. "Are you…I thought…"
"I know." He squeezes me against him, tightly, and goes still. No more roaming hands, no more hungry kisses on my neck and jaw. "We are stopping there. This I promise you. I just wanted to give you pleasure tonight." He lifts his head and gives me a rueful look. "I find it hard to stop touching you, though. Give me a moment to compose myself."
I run my hands along his spine, loving the feel of him cuddled against me. His big body is all hard angles and firm musculature, but laying like this together…it's nice. I give him a minute, running my hand through his long, tangled hair. "Better?"
His khui answers me first, the purr of it deafening in the small hut.
Despite myself, I giggle.
"I need a moment more," A'tam mutters. He shifts against me, his cock pressing against my hip. It feels…enormous. Enormous, and not even slightly at ease. It's clear that whatever he's doing to calm his body isn't really working for him. As if confirming his thoughts, he presses his mouth against my shoulder. "Distract me. Talk to me."
I set the stick down on my stomach. "Um. You asked me what I liked and what I didn't. I liked everything." I feel like the shyest, silliest woman in the world as I admit that out loud. "Everything was wonderful. Thank you."
"What was different this time?" he asks. "I want to know so I can do better."
Oh. Such directness makes me squirm again. I touch the wand, trying to gather courage from it. I don't think I've ever told a lover what he did right in bed in specifics. Generalities, sure. A “that was great, baby” or two and that's it. But saying specifically what I liked? It's surprisingly hard. I swallow, take a deep breath, and do my best, because I know A'tam is trying and I want to try, too. "I liked…all the kissing. I really like kissing a lot. I find it a turn on. And…when you played with my breasts…I liked that, too." I think about his tail, rubbing between my folds and teasing my clit, and my face feels like it's on fire. "I liked the tail stuff too. That was sexy."
He groans, his cock twitching against my leg. "I think perhaps I should have waited to ask. I am very happy I could please you, but…the rest of me is a little too happy."
I'm filled with such affection for him. My heart feels as if it's swelling with love. I kiss his forehead and wrap my arms tight around him. It draws his head back toward my breasts again, his horns stabbing at my chin, but I ignore them, just as I ignore the stick that falls back into the furs.
A'tam groans, burying his face between my boobs. "I will move away in just a moment. I promise."
"Not any better?" I ask, stroking his hair.
He shakes his head. "It is all right. I can go find a private spot and tug on my cock until it behaves. I do not wish for you to feel as if we have to do more tonight." He kisses the tops of my breasts. "Sharing this with you tonight has made me so happy, my mate. We will take as long as you need." He looks up at me and I see nothing but truth in his eyes. He really does want to ignore his own needs until he's positive I'm comfortable and happy with things. He wants me to enjoy sex.
My heart swells again. This is all I've ever wanted, isn't it? Just to have him understand where I'm coming from?
Well, that's not entirely true. Good sex from the beginning would have been ideal, but I'll take this. I want to kiss him all over again, but that won't help his situation.