swallowed the familiar, slightly bitter taste of cum, gently sucking him as his thrusts became less urgent and less deep.
When she had wrung him dry, she licked his tip a few more times, just to tease.
Pulling away from him, she sat back on her haunches and grinned. Still fully clothed, she enjoyed the sight of his masculine beauty, the slight sheen of sweat covering his tanned body.
Feeling a bit like the cat who swallowed the cream, both literally and figuratively, Mary grinned up at her lover. He grinned back at her, a wicked, evil, devil-may-care grin that promised untold passion in the night to come.
“Well, that was a pleasant, surprising appetizer, love. What say I carry you into the bedroom and we can begin the entrée? I do believe it’s my turn to undress and seduce you, now that you have so kindly released the worst of my pressure.”
Mary grinned. It seemed like Dominic was serious about a tit-for-tat system. Now that she had pleasured him, it was his turn to pleasure her.
While she had no worries at all about them both giving and receiving pleasure, she was still determined to ultimately stay in control of tonight’s sexual odyssey. She had no desire to leave tomorrow morning with a broken heart. She was a well-versed, experienced woman. She was sure she could hold her own against this stud muffin of a werewolf.
Chapter Six
Dominic tried not to grin with delight as he helped Mary to her feet. He looked at himself, amused at how his flaccid, totally blown away cock desperately tried to raise its head. Mary had certainly surprised him with her impromptu blowjob.
He had, of course, received more blowjobs than he could possibly count over the years; but something about having Mary kneeling at his feet, in the age-old posture of supplication, sucking away at his meat, got him harder than he had ever been before.
With everything she did, every gesture she performed, his Mary seemed to up the stakes in this delicate dance, this mating game they were playing.
With her musky scent enveloping him, and that tangy smell of her cream mixing with her scent, she drove him wild. It made him feel as free as he did while running in the woods, paying homage to his mistress the moon. It shattered him and blew his mind away.
With the edge off, he could now start his plans, albeit a tad later in this game than he had intended.
Something about this woman drove him nuts, made him forget all his carefully laid plans and throw caution to the wind. While being reckless was nothing precisely new to him, Mary seemed to bring an element of the unknown into every situation with her. She was a conundrum, a wild card. And he loved it.
Life would certainly be more than interesting with her around.
His mouth watered at the thought of how he would stretch her, fit so snugly within her tight passage he could feel their hearts beating in sync with each other. He relished the challenge of her, the questions he would ask, and the new and surprisingly important mating game he would begin tonight.
The way she had taken him within her mouth, had relished sucking him, showed his beleaguered brain that she liked being in control. He could tell she liked calling the shots. He grinned in pure masculine delight. It was always far more fun to dominate someone who enjoyed the feeling of security control gave them.
Not only was it far more of a challenge to dominate a strong-minded female, but the surprising and uninhibited responses one got from these women were far richer and deeper than that of a normal submissive partner.
Smiling wickedly, Dominic resisted the impulse to strip her there in his living room. Gently leading her with his firm grip on her arm, he took her through into his big bedroom.
Shutting the door behind them, he leaned back against it. “Go over to the bed.”
He struggled desperately not to laugh at Mary’s mockingly raised eyebrow. He wondered for a moment if he would need to remind her of their
When she had wrung him dry, she licked his tip a few more times, just to tease.
Pulling away from him, she sat back on her haunches and grinned. Still fully clothed, she enjoyed the sight of his masculine beauty, the slight sheen of sweat covering his tanned body.
Feeling a bit like the cat who swallowed the cream, both literally and figuratively, Mary grinned up at her lover. He grinned back at her, a wicked, evil, devil-may-care grin that promised untold passion in the night to come.
“Well, that was a pleasant, surprising appetizer, love. What say I carry you into the bedroom and we can begin the entrée? I do believe it’s my turn to undress and seduce you, now that you have so kindly released the worst of my pressure.”
Mary grinned. It seemed like Dominic was serious about a tit-for-tat system. Now that she had pleasured him, it was his turn to pleasure her.
While she had no worries at all about them both giving and receiving pleasure, she was still determined to ultimately stay in control of tonight’s sexual odyssey. She had no desire to leave tomorrow morning with a broken heart. She was a well-versed, experienced woman. She was sure she could hold her own against this stud muffin of a werewolf.
Chapter Six
Dominic tried not to grin with delight as he helped Mary to her feet. He looked at himself, amused at how his flaccid, totally blown away cock desperately tried to raise its head. Mary had certainly surprised him with her impromptu blowjob.
He had, of course, received more blowjobs than he could possibly count over the years; but something about having Mary kneeling at his feet, in the age-old posture of supplication, sucking away at his meat, got him harder than he had ever been before.
With everything she did, every gesture she performed, his Mary seemed to up the stakes in this delicate dance, this mating game they were playing.
With her musky scent enveloping him, and that tangy smell of her cream mixing with her scent, she drove him wild. It made him feel as free as he did while running in the woods, paying homage to his mistress the moon. It shattered him and blew his mind away.
With the edge off, he could now start his plans, albeit a tad later in this game than he had intended.
Something about this woman drove him nuts, made him forget all his carefully laid plans and throw caution to the wind. While being reckless was nothing precisely new to him, Mary seemed to bring an element of the unknown into every situation with her. She was a conundrum, a wild card. And he loved it.
Life would certainly be more than interesting with her around.
His mouth watered at the thought of how he would stretch her, fit so snugly within her tight passage he could feel their hearts beating in sync with each other. He relished the challenge of her, the questions he would ask, and the new and surprisingly important mating game he would begin tonight.
The way she had taken him within her mouth, had relished sucking him, showed his beleaguered brain that she liked being in control. He could tell she liked calling the shots. He grinned in pure masculine delight. It was always far more fun to dominate someone who enjoyed the feeling of security control gave them.
Not only was it far more of a challenge to dominate a strong-minded female, but the surprising and uninhibited responses one got from these women were far richer and deeper than that of a normal submissive partner.
Smiling wickedly, Dominic resisted the impulse to strip her there in his living room. Gently leading her with his firm grip on her arm, he took her through into his big bedroom.
Shutting the door behind them, he leaned back against it. “Go over to the bed.”
He struggled desperately not to laugh at Mary’s mockingly raised eyebrow. He wondered for a moment if he would need to remind her of their
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