Page 72 of Til Death
The room was already hot and steam rose from the bath, but the heat in Xylina’s stare seemed even hotter than the bath.
I grunted. “You keep getting me riled up and doing nothing about it.”
She smirked. “Wasn’t it you who said sex doesn’t control you? I thought you had strong willpower.”
“Even a monk has his limits.”
Xylina giggled. Her grip on my length tightened.
“What if I told you that it was all for a great cause.” Her eyes dropped between us where the tip of my dick was now poking out of the water. Her thumb stroked the precum pooling from my tip. I watched as she pushed her pussy against my length. Her eyes fluttered and her teeth sank into her bottom lip.
Swallowing hard, I lifted my attention back to her face. “Greater cause? Is it to see how many times you can give me blue balls?”
The laugh she attempted was quickly replaced by a moan. My fingers dug into her flesh as I pulled her body into mine.
Her breasts dangled a fraction from my mouth. I leaned in and bit her nipple, tugging it slightly.
“Yosiah.” A gasp fell from her lips as her head went back.
“You shouldn’t tease the birthday boy, Xylina.”
“Not teasing,” she staggered out.
Lapping her nipple with my tongue, I moved my hand to the other and squeezed it. Her hips rolled faster against my dick.
“Yosiah,” she struggled out.
“Your body is just as vocal as your mouth. When you’re turned on you become an open book.” I rasped.
“Yeah?” Another gasp left her mouth.
“Yeah.” My dick throbbed and my balls grew heavier. “It’s like I’ve got my own personal porn star at home. You always smell so good too.” Kissing up her chest, my face nuzzled her neck.
My hand continued fondling her breasts, teasing and massaging her nipples. “They, they’re sensitive, be careful,” she stuttered.
Kissing my way up the side of her neck, I flicked her lobe with my tongue. Her body jerked and quivered.
“You like that?” I asked, kissing the spot right under her lobe before bringing it into my mouth. I’d never taken the time to learn her body, but the more I touched her, the easier it became to find her hot spots.
“You can say that.” Her hands went to my shoulders and she gripped tightly. My hands now rested on her hips as I lifted her, preparing to lower her onto my dick. The moment her pussy made contact with my dick, she stopped me.
“Wait, wait,” she struggled out.
Pulling her body back, she panted heavily, gazing at me as if I were a pack of meat.
“I need...” Her eyes darted behind me. “Thirty minutes. Give me thirty minutes.” She swallowed hard.
“Thirty minutes?” I questioned slowly, my lower stomach burning with desire.
She jerked a nod. “Yes.”
Taking a deep breath, she pushed herself up and brushed her forehead with the back of her hand.
“I need you to stay out here and not come in the room until right at twelve.”
“What? Why would I do that?”
“Just trust me. I have one more surprise for you, but I need time to prepare it.”
