Page 100 of Paladin's Hell

Chapter 32

Jayden

I slept held safe and secure in Paladin’s arms, a deep dreamless sleep. When I woke, I felt his hardness against me. As memories of the previous evening come back to me, I know I’m feeling happier than I ever have before. What had happened between us was so right, so easy. No awkwardness, no embarrassment, no bad memories returning to haunt me. Any doubts I’d had that he was the one for me had been swept away.

Learning Pal was a virgin had made me brave. The knowledge I didn’t have to compete with anyone, that we were doing things our own way, learning together. I wasn’t an inactive participant; I didn’t let things just happen to me. Sex had been fun, something I hadn’t been expecting.

This morning, I want to surprise him. While leaving him sleeping, I slide down under the covers, taking his cock first in my hands, then daring to place my mouth on it. I explore with my fingers while my tongue swirls around his uncircumcised head, finding the slit and licking up the drop of pre-cum that’s escaping.

It tastes salty and not too bad. One hand cups his ball sac, covered in hair. I’m thoroughly enjoying myself exploring his body when the covers are thrown off and I hear a loud groan, then a hand lightly covers my head.

“Fuckin’ good way to wake up, Doll.”

“Good morning,” I murmur around his cock, the vibration of my voice and my hot breath causing it to jerk.

Using my hands to hold the length I can’t get into my mouth; I pick up the rhythm he’d shown me the night before. I try to get more of him inside, I gag, and pull back.

“You okay?” he gasps.

To answer, I just go back to what I was doing.

His sounds of appreciation, his grip on my hair, give me a powerful feeling. This man, right now, is completely under my control. It doesn’t take long before I feel him swelling.

“Fuck, Jay, I’m gonna come.” The words are staccato, his voice strained.

Remembering how horrible his cum tasted, I pull back, continuing to jerk him off in my hands. Once again his stomach is covered. I’m fascinated by the white strands, cupping it in my hand to stop it running onto the bed sheet.

“Babe, that was fuckin’ amazin’.” Leaning over, he picks up the tee he discarded last night, and wipes himself clean.

I look at him apologetically. “I’m sorry, I couldn’t…”

“Fuck, Doll. That doesn’t matter. Wow. What a way to wake up. You wanna do that every morning? Ain’t gonna stop you.”

I giggle. Suddenly I’m thrown on my back. I’m the recipient of a lewd leer, then he slides down my body, pausing only to play with my nipples before he’s between my legs, parting my thighs, and putting his mouth there. My head rolls back on the pillows, my fingers grasp the sheets. I’m already turned on and wet from administering the blow job.

He licks, his fingers are inside me, it makes me want more. Today he’s buying condoms, I think quickly, wondering how what he’s doing to me could get any better. That place he’s found inside me… As soon as he touches it, I lose all control. I wail, try to breathe, I can’t. My muscles clench, the tingling builds, I need, I need… Christ, I see stars as I cry out loudly.

“Pal, God, Pal.”

“Just me, babe,” he raises his head just at the point when I can’t take anymore. “Just me here.”

“You are a god, Pal,” I assure him. “I’m sure I had a religious experience just then.”

He rests his chin on my mound, his fingers toying with my trimmed pubic hair. “You know, first times aren’t supposed to be amazing, it takes time to know one another. It should only get better from here.”

“Don’t think I’m going to survive, Pal. Anything more would kill me.”

He chuckles, I can feel the vibration. It’s arousing me all over again. He slides up the bed and holds me, my clit is throbbing now, feeling neglected. Shyly, I can’t find the words to ask him, but take hold of his hand, and try to move it downwards. He picks up on my unspoken message, moving his fingers to the spot where I need them.

It doesn’t take long before I’m pulsating and crying out all over again.

“Hmm, like that I can give you multiple orgasms. You got any more in there?”

I place my hand over his fingers to still them, I’m too sensitive now, but it’s not long before the tingling restarts. The next orgasm takes less time, and isn’t as powerful.

“Fuck, I can’t wait to be inside you.”

Neither can I. But there’s something to be said for learning each other’s bodies before going all the way. I feel so much more comfortable with him.

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