Chapter 14 #3
“Put your hands on me,” I growled as I pulled her head back toward my hips. “I want you to touch me.”
Tanell flicked her tongue across the underside of my cock and reached both hands up to graze the fronts of my thighs. She slowly shifted her fingers north until she was stroking just beside my balls.
“Ah, yes,” I moaned.
Then Tanell shaped one hand perfectly around to cup my balls, and she flicked her tongue again.
“Shit,” I hissed at the combination of sensations.
Words were lost to me as Tanell took charge once more, and she started to slide me in and out of her hot mouth. The slick strokes of her tongue amped up the tangled knot of pleasure at the base of my spine a little bit at a time.
For a long while, I let myself float on the tide of passion Tanell was lapping me with like waves on a beach. She’d taken it very seriously when I’d said I wanted to go slow tonight, but I wasn’t sure how much torture I could take before I snapped.
Besides, she wasn’t the only one who could play this game. So, when she gave my balls an especially delicious squeeze accompanied by a rapid flick of her tongue, I grasped her shoulders and blocked her from taking me down her throat again.
“Keeeenn,” Tanell whined.
“Ah, ah,” I tsked. “Your turn has been long enough. Now it’s my turn.”
The glint of disgruntlement in Tanell’s eyes shifted to a hazy spark of desire, and her lips hung open like she was staring at a hearty meal after a long, harsh winter.
“Whatever my king desires,” she murmured, and the playful tone was back in her voice.
“I desire you to sit back in that chair.” I pointed at the chair in question. “Spread your legs with your knees on my shoulders, and let me pleasure you until you can’t stand it a moment longer.”
“Until I cum?” Tanell asked in an eager tone.
“No.” I shook my head. “You won’t cum yet. Not until I’m deep inside you.”
Tanell’s eyes rolled back in pleasure, and something primal rumbled in my chest.
I leaned down, cupped her chin in my hand, and waited until she opened her eyes to look at me.
“I want to feel you come apart while I’m filling you all the way up,” I said. “I want to feel you all around my cock.”
“Oh, god,” Tanell mewled.
“Does that sound good, my queen?” My voice rumbled with desire.
“Yes,” Tanell gasped. “Fuck, yes, please.”
“Then get on that chair,” I commanded softly. “Like I told you to.”
“A thousand apologies, sire.” Tanell smirked.
Then she pivoted to her left, placed her hands on the wool rug that made up the floor of our tent, and started to crawl on her hands and knees to the chair. The exquisite globes of her ass swayed as she moved, and the silk of her robe left very little to my imagination.
Once she got to the chair, she climbed up into it, turned back around to face me, and adjusted her robe so it covered her spread legs and the treasure trove between them.
She looked up at me with a devilish smile.
She knew exactly what she was doing, and I was loving every tiny, playful second of it.
Tanell’s knees swayed slightly, and there was a smile on her face that told me she was waiting to see what I would do now.
Well, the joke was on her because I could turn the tables just as easily as she could.
I stepped out of the circle of my pants and walked over to stand right in front of her. Her knees were on either side of my shins, and the silk sides of her robe were starting to slip apart and expose the smooth skin of her thighs.
“What’s this here?” I pinched the edge of one side of her robe between my fingers.
Tanell smiled like she was about to get what she wanted, but I turned the tables and pulled the fabric further across to cover her thighs back up.
“What?” Tanell’s entire demeanor changed in a heartbeat.
“Shhh.” I placed one finger on my smiling lips.
I bent forward at the waist and stole a long, passionate kiss from Tanell without touching any other parts of her. By the time I was done, her chest was heaving with her breathing, and I was dizzy with desire.
Finally, I knelt down between her thighs and stroked my hands up her silk-clad skin. I knew she must have been waiting for me to pull the robe away, but I had other plans. Instead, I pressed it flat against her skin and found the radiating heat of her pussy through the thin white material.
Tanell’s eyes were locked on me in a mixture of curious anticipation. She had no idea what I had planned, but excitement was plain on her face.
I gave her my most roguish smile and ducked my head between her legs. I spread the silk taut over her pussy and licked her slowly through the fabric.
Despite the barrier between us, I could still taste the salty-sweet flavor of her desire. The heat of her need burned my tongue, and she groaned low in her throat at my first touch.
“Shhh,” I reminded her. “You have to be quiet, or I won’t be able to give you what you want.”
“I’ll be quiet.” Tanell bit her bottom lip and nodded furiously. “Please, I’ll be good.”
My lips quirked up at one corner, and I slid my tongue up the length of her silk-covered pussy once more.
“Fuck,” Tanell whispered, and it was barely audible.
“Good girl,” I murmured.
There was a distinct wet spot on the front of her robe now, and I was determined to make it much larger. I set to work fulfilling my promise, and I slid my tongue slowly, lazily, over her clit. My hands kneaded the strong muscles of her thighs while my tongue pleasured her.
My cock throbbed with need, but the way Tanell was clinging to my hair with one hand kept me exactly where I was.
To stop from losing my hold on my self-control, I focused on Tanell and her pleasure. I paid attention to the tension in my muscles, the rhythm of her breathing, and the tightness of her fingers in my hair.
She was the conductor, and I was her one-man orchestra. Every little signal she sent out was a direct command to me, and I followed her lead until she was balancing on the edge of bliss.
“Keeeennn,” Tanell whined. “Pleeeeaaassse, fuck, I need you.”
She was close to release, but I wanted to see how close I could get her without pushing her over the edge. I managed to coil her springs a little bit tighter before I felt like there was no more room to play.
I took a step back from her so suddenly, I almost lost my balance and tipped over from the head rush, but it had the desired effect on Tanell.
“Wha?” Her eyes were hazy and only half-open as she searched for me.
Goosebumps rose over her forearms as she reached for me.
“Tell me what you want.” I stood before her in all my nakedness with my cock throbbing and dripping for her.
“I want…” Tanell swallowed and licked her lips. “I want to ride your cock. I want your hands on my ass and your mouth on my nipples.”
“Fuck,” I gasped against the forceful tsunami of passion that surged through my system. “And where do you want me to sit while you do this?”
“There.” Tanell pointed at the chair beside where she sat.
It was a wider chair than the one she was in, and it would give her more room for her thighs on either side of mine. It was a perfect choice, and I sat myself down without delay.
“Here I am.” I grinned and gave my aching cock a few slow strokes to ease the tension. “Come and get me.”
Tanell smiled as she stood up, and I thought she was going to slip her robe off.
Much to my surprise and delight, she only spread the front open a little more.
She left the tie secured around her waist, but her breasts were fully exposed at the front, where the two sides sagged open.
The trimmed strip of blonde curls above her pussy looked like a written invitation to my ecstasy-fogged brain, and I opened my arms to welcome her onto my lap.
Tanell sauntered over and stopped in front of me. She placed both her hands on my shoulders and hiked her right knee up to brace it on the outside of my hips. Her robe cascaded out around us like mist as she leaned over me and placed her left knee on my other side.
“God, you’re so beautiful,” I mumbled as I gazed at the gorgeous woman above me.
Her golden-blonde hair fell around her shoulders in a way that made her look like an angel come down from heaven, and her dark pink nipples were right in front of my eyes. They tightened as I stared at them, as if they were asking to be sucked on, and I was nothing if not a giving man.
I leaned forward and caught her right nipple between my lips.
“Shit,” Tanell gasped, and her head leaned back. “Yes. I love it when you do that.”
“Mmm,” I hummed around the tender button in my mouth.
Tanell’s fingers clutched at my shoulders as she shifted her hips to the right angle above me. The slick heat of her pussy and unspent arousal almost scalded me, and I had to fight the instinct to thrust up into her.
My golden-blonde queen spread her wetness over the head of my cock for a long moment while I nipped at her breast until the tip was purple and swollen.
I released her nipple and moved to catch the other one for similar treatment to give me something to focus on. The enticing heat of her tunnel was eroding my self-control with every second she didn’t envelop me with it.
Finally, after so much time that I seriously worried about my mental well-being, Tanell settled herself lower and caught the head of my dick in the swollen entrance of her pussy.
“Are you ready?” Tanell asked with a smile in her voice.
Before I could even finish registering her question, and well before I could summon a response, she sank down on my cock in one long, slow stroke.
“Fuuuuck,” I groaned, and her breast fell from my mouth. “Ah, shit, that’s so good.”
Tanell’s sweet sex was so wet and ready for me, and she took the entirety of my erection without the slightest bit of hesitation or resistance. She seemed as awestruck by the connection of our bodies as I was, and we both stayed still for a long moment.
Her fingers flexed on my shoulders, and my hands found their way to her waist. She rocked her hips once, and the narrow angle adjustment allowed her to sink another inch onto me.