Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 37782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 37782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 189(@200wpm)___ 151(@250wpm)___ 126(@300wpm)
I swallow hard and nod again, at a loss for words. Her weight on my legs feels comfortable, like she was always meant to be there. I love that her thighs are pressing against mine, and when she slides one hand behind my neck, she digs her fingers into the fur ruff I have there and gazes up at me and our faces are close together.
Instead of kissing me, though, she strokes her other hand down my front and finds one of my nipple piercings, teasing it with her fingers and sending hot waves of arousal straight to my cock. “What are these for?”
“Appearances,” I manage. “Plus they feel really keffing good when you touch them.”
She smiles up at me and continues to rub circles around my sensitive nipple. “Humans do the same. I don’t have them but I like that you do. It makes me think you’re rather naughty.”
I groan at her flirty tone. To think that my wary Tabitha is teasing me, toying with my piercings and straddling me. It’s keffing driving me to madness, in the best sort of way. Her scent envelops me, and I want to close my eyes to drink it all in, but I don’t want to miss a single moment of this.
I tilt my head back, and her fingers dig into my fur. “Lean closer,” she says softly. “Or I can’t kiss you.”
No more needs to be said. I put a hand to the small of her back, pulling her close, and slant my mouth over hers. It’s the same odd press of lips we did before, but I’m more comfortable with it now. I know how to make my mouth work against hers, and after a brief awkward moment, we find our way. She moans against my tongue when I graze it against hers, and her fingers continue to tease my nipple piercing as I lap into her mouth, stroking her tongue with mine.
This might be the most erotic moment of my life. Her boldness is utterly intoxicating. I cup her head, deepening the kiss, and her hand slides from my nipple down to the front of my trou.
All the breath leaves my body.
“Can I touch you here?” she whispers between kisses. “I want to make you come.”
With a ragged sound in my throat, I manage a brief nod. As if I’d tell her no.
Tabitha smiles up at me, her lips curled up at the edges with an expression of satisfaction, and she strokes my cock through my trou. I’m already hard as iron, but the little smile she gives me makes my balls tighten, and I know I won’t last long when she starts touching me, skin to skin.
“Wrap your hand around me, love,” I whisper. “I’m yours to play with.”
Her eyes flare with excitement and she slips her fingers past my belt, grazing the head of my cock with her fingertips. Her gaze remains locked on mine, and when she nudges me again, I realize she has no idea how to get my belt off. With a quick touch, I activate the auto-fastener and my belt slithers into its home, loosening my trou.
“Perfect,” Tabitha all but purrs and then her hand is in my clothing and her fingers are around my cock and kef me, her touch feels so good.
She makes a throaty little sound as she wraps her hand around my shaft, as if the size of me is surprising to her, and it only fuels my hunger. With a growl, I cover her hand with mine and stroke, needing to come. Her eyes flare with excitement, her lips parting, and I lean forward, capturing her mouth with mine as we stroke my cock together. Then she’s biting my lower lip between her blunt teeth and I’m coming so hard I see stars, and it’s keffing stunning.
Gods, this woman.
My purr is fierce as she gives me one final stroke with her hand and then gazes up at me, her eyes luminous. “I liked that.”
A huff escapes me. “I liked that, too.”
Her smile grows and she gives my cock another squeeze, her hand still on it. She leans forward and presses her cheek to my shoulder, resting against me. Tabitha breathes deep, inhaling my scent, and my purring increases. “You want to come over again tomorrow night?”
“You even have to ask?” I smile to myself, stroking her back. We’ve made leaps and bounds in the last two days, her and I. From sitting on her porch for six months, we’ve gone straight to handjobs and post-orgasm cuddling. So yes, I am absolutely coming back for more if she wants me. I want to do so much more with her. I want her fingers on my piercings again. I want my fingers between her thighs. I want her mouth on mine and I want my cock inside her…but only when she’s ready, of course. Until then, I’m quite content to kiss and cuddle and pleasure with hands.