“Luffs, khizz?”
Beh’s smile lights up her face, and she reaches around my head to bring me close to her. Her lips touch mine gently and then with more need and an open mouth. Lying back against the furs, I let her do as she wants. I don’t want to push; it has been so long since she has done more than just a quick touch of lips to mine before gently discouraging me from more. I don’t want to ruin this, whatever it may become.
Her tongue touches mine, and her hand runs down my neck and over my shoulder where she grips it tightly. I press my hand to her back and bring our bodies closer together, moaning slightly into her mouth as my penis is pressed between us in the most wonderful way.
Beh moans, too, and she moves her hand down my chest and wraps it around my shaft. I take a long, deep breath and try to keep myself together as she strokes me.
I like it when she does that.
I want more.
My hand finds her breast underneath her furs, and my thumb rubs at her nipples softly. At least they don’t appear to be so sore anymore like they were when Lah was first learning how to get milk from her mother. Beh would wince every time Lah would latch on, and when I tried to touch her breasts, she made that no sound.
Beh’s hips rock against my body even with her hand trapped between us. I’m so close to her entrance, and I know if I just moved her hand away, I could be inside of her very quickly. She doesn’t want this, though, and I will never understand why there are times she does not.
She is panting softly as I continue to touch her breast and press my lips to the side of her neck. Her skin is salty there, and I lick over it with the flat of my tongue, making her groan loud enough that she presses her face to my shoulder to keep from waking Lah.
Then she pushes me away, and I end up on my back, sweating and with a heaving chest.
She sits up and wraps her arms around her legs for a moment, resting her forehead on her knees. She makes some noises, including my name-sound and the luffs sound.
“Beh Luffs.” I repeat, and I reach for her.
She turns and smiles at me before she reaches out and places her hand on my chest.
“Beh Luffs Ehd.”
Her fingers move down, and I think she is going to just move away at first, but then she lets them stay against my skin—trailing down the center of my body to my stomach and then lower. Her fingers run along my length, causing it to jump up and down with excitement.
I try to steady my rapid breaths as she strokes it with one finger from tip to base and then back up again. She adds another finger, and then wraps her hand around it. She moves up and down a couple of times, and then holds my penis so it is standing straight out from my body—pointing to the ceiling of the cave.
Then she leans over and takes my penis in her mouth.
“Hoh!”
I sit up quickly, the shock of my mate’s actions causing my body to react almost violently.
Beh has my penis in her mouth.
In her mouth!
I can’t put a baby in there!
Beh’s hands rest on my stomach and thigh as she leans over me, and her mouth engulfs half of my length before she moves back up. Her tongue runs over the tip, and then she goes back down again. At first, I want to push her away, but the confusion over why she would do such a thing halts my movements just long enough to feel.
Her mouth is warm and wet, and her tongue strokes down the sensitive line on the underside of my penis.
“Beh…”
Her eyes look to mine as she hears her name-sound, and I see them sparkle with playfulness as well as desire. My hand reaches out and touches the side of her head, pushing strands of her hair out of the way as I watch her move back down again.
I am caught in the sight and the sensations. Even though my mind cannot understand why she would consider doing this to me, I am not going to stop her.
Definitely not.
Her mouth moves up again, and her lips caress my hard flesh as she wraps them around me. As I watch, her cheeks hollow, and I suddenly feel more of my length being pulled into her mouth by the suction.
“Hoh! Hoh!” My breath comes out in short gasps as my legs tense, throb, and shudder. My hips buck upwards—pushing my penis farther into Beh’s mouth as I feel my seed follow the sensations of my climax.
Beh’s eyes widen slightly and then close as her throat bobs. She pulls back, releasing me and sits back on her knees.
With my own eyes wide, I reach over and bring her face close to me, my eyes dancing between hers to try to understand what would have caused her to do such a thing—and how I could get her to do it again. I examine her smirking face and realize she seems…proud.