God, I need this.

I clutch his shoulder, seeking his strength to hold me up while my body tenses and aches for the release I know is coming.

He lowers his head and I shift my grasp to his horn. “Makes a good handle, huh?” His soft chuckle feels at odds with the hungry way he works my body. “Hold tight, now.”

I grip tight to his horn just like he said, and he plunges two fingers inside me, letting out a long loud moan.

He uses pressure from the heel of his hand and simultaneously curls his fingers to catch my G spot, practically vibrating my pussy with the speed of his movements.

I gasp. It’s almost too much.

Almost.

I come in record time, shuddering and squeezing my legs around his hand. He slows his movements, but he doesn’t stop, gently letting me ride the orgasm to its end.

When my pussy finally releases his hand, I laugh and unlock my legs.

He keeps his hand there a beat, stroking his thumb across my sensitive clit. “Oh, you gorgeous thing. You were made for pleasure.”

I’m not going to disagree.

Spent too long trying to deny it when I was younger.

“What about you?” I relax my grip on his horn and he lifts his head.

“What about me?”

“Did you think I was done?” I laugh. “Hardly.” I glance down at the huge bulge in his pants. I’m suddenly itching to get that thing free and see what I’m working with.

He sees me looking. “I won’t deny I want more.” He’s still hesitating, though.

Reaching for his belt, I give him a cheeky grin. “Is that a yes? House rules, you know?”

He laughs. “Oh, I think that’s a ‘fuck, yes’.”

I undo his belt and release his cock. It swells even further and straightens. The thick, veiny shaft fills my palm. It’s the same pale color as the rest of him, the tip darkening to the blue of his mane beneath the foreskin already pulled back.

My mouth waters as I weigh it in my hand, giving it a little stroke.

My friend sucks in his breath.

That’s endearing. I didn’t realize I had him so worked up already. Before I can ask where he wants me, he pulls me down from my seat on the back of the sofa. “Turn.”

I obey, planting my hands on the spot where I was sitting and arching my back to present my ass and pussy for him.

Instead of sinking straight into me, though, he reaches around to pull aside the cups of my bra, exposing my breasts. My nipples harden further when he leans down and whispers in my ear, “Let everyone see how good you look while I fuck you, Jade. And don’t forget to let them hear you scream.”

I’m about to tell him he’ll have to work harder to get me screaming, but he’s down on his knees in a moment and his long, thick tongue goes to work on my pussy.

I gasp.

God, the pleasure! His mouth feels better than any human lover I’ve ever had. His tongue covers my whole slit, cunt to clit. He pushes it through my folds with just the right amount of pressure to have me shaking. I’m still sensitive from my orgasm. Soon, my pussy is quivering and my clit aches to come again.

He lifts his mouth from me.

I almost protest until I remember he’s about to give me something better.

His hand is on my hip. The tip of his thick cock nudges at my cunt and I moan.