Page 40 of The Orc's Sweetheart
“Fuck, these scrubs didn’t help at all with keeping my hands off you.” Unable to resist her for a second longer, I place her back on the table where she was not too long ago, and pull her pants off, throwing them over my shoulder like their mere existence is offending me. If it keeps me away from Tilly’s cunt at this moment, then it’s one hundred percent offending me.
Leaning over Tilly, one hand next to her head and one cupping her over her underwear, I look directly into her eyes as I explain my intentions, “I’m going to eat this pussy,my pussy, until you soak my beard and embed your smell into my skin. Think you can do that for me?”
Tilly answers with an eager smirk, “Challenge accepted.”
I keep my gaze locked on her hooded eyes while I slide my fingers into the band of her underwear and I drag them down. An invisible fist squeezes tightly around my heart. Being on the receiving end of Tilly’s trust is the most flattering gift that I’ll never squander.
I breathe in deeply, savoring the scent that’s pure Tilly. “You smell absolutely delectable.” Not even sure what color her panties are, I push them into the front pocket of my pants, then lift Tilly’s injured ankle with tender hands and place it on my shoulder. I repeat the process with the other leg before finally allowing myself my first glimpse of her glistening cunt.
Lowering my mouth against her bare flesh, I breathe my honest truth, “So fucking beautiful.”
“Time to see if I taste as good as I smell,” she says smoothly with a hint of a whimper. The way Tilly’s self-assuredness equally matches her vulnerability makes me fall a little more for her. Every part of herself she reveals to me is a revelation I treasure.
Not needing any bigger invitation from Tilly, I part her folds with my fingers and lick a thick stripe up her center. That first hit of ambrosia has me diving forward like a male starved.
Tilly rakes her fingers into my hair, and pulls me down to her cunt, rolling her hips into my face to direct me exactly where she needs me most. I take extra care of the positioning of my tusks, because I’ll never forgive myself if I injure her.
I thrust my tongue into her opening, swirling it up the center, before focusing on her clit. I draw circles around it, flick it, studying her every minute reaction for each to see what draws the biggest gasp from her and what makes her thighs tighten around my ears.
Lifting my head, my beard wet with Tilly’s arousal, I smirk up at her. “I’m never letting you go. I can eat this cunt for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and never get tired of your taste.”
Tilly bites her lip, but it doesn’t stop her smile from spreading. “That’s great to hear, but if you need to talk again, save it for after my climax.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Knowing I might come from just her taste, I unzip my pants and take my cock in my hand. Tilly’s eyes round with excitement for a second before I dash her momentary dreams. “I’m not fucking you on a table for the first time, Tilly. You’re getting romance for that. This is only for my hand right now.”
Tilly’s eyes spark with an idea. “I want you to shoot your load onto my pussy. Coat me. That way I can carry you with me all day too.”
My cock twitches at the thought of that. “Fuck. Yes. I want that.” Imagining her walking around town and all of them smelling me on her, knowing she’s mine, has precum dripping from my tip.
Tilly motions for me to get back to business. “Better make me come first then. Do that swirly thing again around my clit and then suck on it when you know I’m close.”
“A female who knows what she wants.”
Not waiting for another response, I coat my hand with her arousal, lathering my cock up with her natural lubricant. I follow her exact instructions, swirling my tongue around her clit while jerking my cock in one hand. I’ve never multitasked this well, but Tilly is bringing out the best in me.
Pleasure gathers low in my spine right around the same time Tilly’s moans switch to short pants. She throws her head back and her legs lock around my ears. I suck on her clit. Hard.
“Bodin!” Tilly comes with a scream of ecstasy. I slowly reduce my suctioning on her clit, pumping my fist faster and faster up and down my cock as I chase my own pleasure.
My veins start to heat, heart hammering in my chest as pressure builds in my balls. When Tilly’s legs loosen around my head, I step forward and rub my cock up through her arousal, then finally allow my pleasure to crest and tip me over the edge. My release sprays all over Tilly’s wet cunt, still pulsing from her own orgasm.
The sight of our joint pleasure has me entranced. I can’t look away.
Tilly leans up on her elbows to stare at her cunt covered in the evidence of our pleasure, then drags a finger through it to bring to her mouth. She sucks the digit clean and hums, “Basil and walnuts.”
This was not how I thought the morning would go, but I’m beyond ecstatic with the result.
Chapter 18
Bodin
Standing in The Dancing Daisy, I stare blankly at the half-full bookshelves I installed for Lucille. My brain is filled with images of Tilly laid out on the table two days ago, her dress bunched around her waist, and my cock nestled between her perfect tits. Then another image of her in her scrubs, but without pants. Of her cunt covered in our joint release.
I almost pulled her underwear back on for her right there, but she would’ve soaked through it. We did, however, both agree that neither of us should shower. She wiped my beard dry, and I wiped her pussy relatively dry, before weleft for work. Being reminded of her scent all day, knowing she was carrying mine, too… It was thrilling.
Yesterday we had another breakfast date, but were able to remain clothed for the entirety, except for when I brought her to climax on my fingers while bent over the kitchen sink.
I’m still taking my time with her, getting to know her properly, her habits and hobbies, while also learning her body, and finding out what makes her tick. I want to be a good partner for Tilly, and that requires more than just sex.
