Chapter 15 Zaxon #2
Thighs I imagine wrapped around my shoulders and head while I feast on her delicious cunt.
I think it’s been too long since I tasted her.
Granted it’s only been a few days, but that’s still too long.
I make a mental plan to carry her back to my place or a dark secluded area and burry my face in her pussy and make her come on my tongue until she collapses.
First, I think I’ll just watch her for a while.
Let images of us working_and eventually living_together flash through my mind.
Filled with stollen kisses, star filled nights, many days spent on the nude beach and even more nights spent together in our bed.
Her constantly scolding me for slipping my tail up her skirt while she’s working and distracting her.
I like this possible future. It makes me smile and my heartbeat heavily in my chest. I’ll do whatever I need to, to have a future with Bea in it. Even if she rejects Antoinette’s job offer. There are many things our future can still hold.
Bea finally turns her head and spots me leaning against a light pole watching her. Instead of scowling like she would have before, a soft smile pulls at her lips and transforms her face from far off distracted to happy to see me.
“Hey there.”
“Hey there yourself,” she quips back. “How long have you been staring at me?”
“Like thirty minutes.”
“I haven’t been sitting here for thirty minutes.” Now she does scowl at me but while trying to smother her growing smile.
“That’s how good I am.” I wink at her and press off the light pole, striding to her bench and sitting at her side.
Without prompting she leans in and presses a chaste kiss to my lips, resting her hand on my thigh in a such a casual way, it almost feels like we’ve been doing this for years.
I shift my wings up high to accommodate the back of the bench, a seat I wouldn’t normally take but won’t stop me from sitting next to Bea.
Wrapping an arm around her shoulders I slip my tail behind her as well, so it rests across her backside and hooks at her opposite hip.
I can’t help myself. When I’m near I want to latch on to her with it.
“How was your meeting with Antoinette?”
She smiles up at me then rests her head on my shoulder. “Good. The job sounds amazing. A little too good to be true. I wanted to think on it for a day or two before deciding.”
“Is there something about the job that concerns you?” I ask, rubbing soft lazy circles on her arm.
“Not really. I think it just caught me off guard. Everything is always planned and thought out. I do my research and prepare. I didn’t do any of that. It’s like the perfect job just fell into my lap and I don’t know what to do about it.”
“Accept it,” I immediately respond. It’s probably partially selfish but if she thinks it’s the perfect job, then what’s stopping her?
Her laugh is airy and soft, and I love the sound of it.
“Easy for you to say. You’re a go with the flow, everything’s great, nothing could possibly go wrong, kind of guy.”
“Just because I don’t let things get me down or stop me from enjoying life, that doesn’t mean I don’t understand.
I just ask myself; what’s the worse that could happen?
If it’s not serious bodily harm, extreme debt, will get me arrested or death, then why not try it?
Why not see where it will take you. That’s how I ended up here in Florida. ”
Bea is quiet for a minute, thinking about my life philosophy. Personally, I think it’s a great one. I don’t have massive anxiety or stress, I get to experience new things I might not have before and meet all kinds of people.
“There isn’t anything specifically wrong with the job. I just can’t jump into things as easily as you can. I need to think about them, weigh the pros and cons. Make sure my decision won’t cause me unnecessary problems in the future.”
“If I were to flip a coin, right now, heads being you take the job, tails being you decline it, and it landed on tails. How would you feel?”
Her brow pinches and her pink lips part, but she doesn’t answer immediately.
“No thinking Bea. Immediate first thoughts and feelings. Would you be happy or sad? Would you be relieved or bummed?”
“Um, instant reaction? I would be bummed and sad.”
“See problem solved. Take the job, be happy. Easy as that.”
She scoffs but is still smirking. “Easy as that, huh?”
I shrug my shoulders and tighten my tail around her waist. Her hand slips higher up on my inner thigh, and I have to consciously ignore it.
“Yeah. You want to do it. It would make you happy_it would make me happy_you can’t come up with a reason why you shouldn’t take the job. Seems like a no brainer to me.”
“Is that because you have no brain?”
We both laugh and I turn to face her, relieving a little of the strain on my wings and tail, now that I’m not leaning back against them.
I tuck a clawed finger under her chin and level my gaze with hers through her glasses.
I can barely see her beautiful hazel eyes through the tinting.
Even though they hinder my view of her, I would never ask her to get rid of her glasses for contacts.
They’re part of her and I like fogging them up.
“Brain or no brain, you know my opinion, but the choice is yours Starfish. Either way I plan on spending a lot more time with you. Clothed and naked.”
With the tip of my tongue, I give her pretty lips a playful lick. She giggles and wipes at her mouth.
“You’re so weird.”
“Thank you.”
I give her my I’m gonna tear your clothes off and eat your pussy smile. I’m not sure she understands it completely, but she gets the gist of it. At least I think she does. Either way, it’s going to happen.