Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 85272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 85272 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 426(@200wpm)___ 341(@250wpm)___ 284(@300wpm)
“Th-thank you,” Danni stuttered, pleasure shooting through her. She was no longer looking into the glow of the pink energy beam, since the fireplace was now at her back, but then, neither was Bravik. He was studying her bare breasts, his eyes flickering up occasionally to her face, as though to be certain she was all right with what he was doing.
Danni liked that he seemed to care if she was all right or not. It gave her the confidence to press her breasts forward, getting one ripe nipple dangerously close to his sensuous mouth.
“You…you can suck them, if you want to,” she whispered breathlessly. “Since we need to get used to…to doing things together. Just…be gentle.”
“Little girl, I’ll always be gentle with you,” Bravik rumbled. “In fact, tell me exactly how you like to be sucked and I’ll do it. Guide me—I want to know what you like.”
Danni loved that he was asking for direction instead of just diving in like a starving mountain lion, like so many guys did when confronted with a pair of bare breasts. The big Kindred really seemed to care about her comfort and pleasure—that in and of itself turned her on almost as much as their current position.
“Well…you could try kissing them at first,” she told him. “Just soft, open-mouthed kisses—tease me a little bit, make me want more.”
“Whatever you want, little girl,” he murmured. Leaning forward, he began to cover the slopes of her bare breasts with soft kisses, just as Danni had requested. His breath was hot on her bare flesh and she found herself moaning and thrusting her breasts out even more, to give him easier access to her body.
Bravik was extremely slow and thorough as he covered her breasts with kisses. Danni loved the contrast of the scratchy bristles of his beard and the softness of his lips. It sent shivers of pleasure down her spine as he finally began kissing her nipples.
“Oh, Bravik…” she moaned softly, sinking down further on his lap so that he could reach her better.
But as she lowered herself, she felt something hot and hard pressing against her through his thin, linen trousers. Her dress had pulled up when she straddled him, so the hard, hot ridge was pressing against her bare pussy—nearly parting her outer lips with its thickness.
Oh my God, that’s his cock! His cock! whispered a little voice in her head. Danni, what are you doing? This is your coworker and what you’re doing is hardly professional!
The fact that the little voice sounded closer and was a bit harder to ignore might have had something to do with the fact that she was no longer staring dreamily into the pink glow in the fireplace.
With a little gasp, Danni raised up again, breaking the forbidden contact.
“Sorry, little girl,” Bravik rumbled. “Can’t help getting hard when I’m kissing your beautiful breasts and smelling your sweet, hot pussy all open and wet for me.”
“I…we…” We shouldn’t do this—that’s what you’re supposed to say! The little voice in her head was a bit louder now. Say, ‘we shouldn’t do this’ and then get off his lap! Do it now, Danni!
Danni opened her mouth to repeat what the little voice said. But what came out of her mouth was,
“I don’t mind. As long as…as you keep your trousers on,” she somehow managed to add.
“Mmm, then come back down, little girl.” Bravik’s big hands on her hips, urged her down to sit on him again. “Let me kiss your nipples some more—I promise my clothes will stay on.”
“Well…if you promise.” Pushing the little voice away more forcefully, Danni sank back down—this time all the way—so that she felt the thick shaft parting her pussy lips and rubbing against her swollen clit. “Ohhh,” she couldn’t help moaning as Bravik sucked one of her nipples into his hot mouth and began slowly circling it with his tongue. “Oh, Bravik…oh, yes!”
His hands were still on her hips as he sucked her tight tip, urging her to move against him if she wanted to. And Danni found that she did want to—that she needed to, in fact.
Their earlier experience at the feast had been the first time she’d been in any way intimate with a man in years and she’d forgotten how good it felt to be touched and tasted—especially by a man who knew what he was doing. And Bravik certainly knew what he was doing. At his age, he must have years of experience under his belt and it most certainly showed.
Danni wasn’t shy about telling a lover what she wanted and she’d told men before that she liked a gentle touch when it came to her breasts and nipples. They always started out well enough, but when things heated up, they all seemed to forget what she’d told them and started getting too rough.