Page 75 of Horn in My Side
“Yes, but I’m gonna have to know what I’m dealing with in order to prepare myself.You can’t just expect me to ...hop on the Mal train without knowing what I’m in for.”
“I see.”Hehmmed.“That sounds logical.”
“And practical.”She laid a hand on his arm.“So, yes?”
“Yeah,” he said, his breath hitching.
“Good.”Taking his hand, she led him back to the living room, then sat him down on the sofa.She sent him a sensual smile as she stood between his knees.Her hands went to the straps of her dress, then slowly lowered them down her arms, pulling the fabric down her torso to reveal her naked breasts to him.No bra for her tonight.
“Fuck.”Mal’s eyes grew to the size of saucers.“Oh fuck, oh fuck, your nipples and breasts are perfect.”
“Do you want to touch them?Kiss them?Put them—”
“Come here.”
She let out a whoop as he grabbed her waist and placed her on his lap, his eyes stuck like magnets to her chest.“Please, Jasmine, can I ...”
“You can do whatever you want, Mal.”
Bending his head, he pressed his mouth between her breasts, taking a deep breath.His mouth tusks grazed her sensitive flesh, sending goosebumps crawling down her arms.“You smell incredible,” he moaned against her skin.“You feel incredible.”Twisting his head to the side, his tongue flicked out at her nipple.His calloused hands slid up her torso to cup her breasts, his claws gently raking on her skin, making her shudder.He teased her nipples with the pads of his thumb, then dipped his head down to take one between his lips, tongue lashing out at the stiff bud.
“Mal!”Her fingers dug into his shoulders to steady herself.“More.”
His hands slid under her dress and adjusted her, so she was pressed up against his erection.With only her panties and his jeans between them, he felt even larger than she remembered.A sense of panic left her throat bone dry, but the fear disappeared as Mal sucked her nipple deep.
She arched her back, pushing more of her breast into his wet, warm mouth as she rocked against him.His hips started bucking up, meeting her in a slow, sensual rhythm.It was all too much, and while she was tempted to grind on him until they both came, she wanted something else first.
“Mal,” she groaned.“Let me see you.”
Grunting, he released her nipple.Jasmine slid backwards, balancing herself on his knees, watching intently as he popped the buttons of his jeans.Reaching into his underwear, he pulled out his cock.Rising from a thick nest of hair at the base, it was a darker color green than the rest of him and sizable, but not like Leila’s rather graphic two-handed depiction of them.However, her fingers ofonehand would definitely not be able to touch, so that would be a challenge.One thing Leila did get right were the ridges.Oh Mother Goddess, they were thick, adding to the already substantial girth of his cock.Startingunder the head, they grew in size along the shaft, stopping above his heavy sack.
“Mal, can I ...”
“Yes,” he said in a guttural tone.
She gripped the shaft without hesitation and gave him a firm pump.
“Oh fffuck.Don’t stop.”
Initially, she thought the ridges would make it difficult to caress him, but after a few strokes, she soon got the hang of it.The shaft swelled under her touch, pulsing and if it were possible, growing even more.
A clear liquid dribbled out the tip, flowing over the head and dripping down her fingers.At first, Jasmine thought he had ejaculated, but Mal’s body remained still, his eyes shut tight.
“Pre-cum,” he explained in a rough voice.“To help our partners.”Opening his eyes, their gazes locked and his pupils blew wide with desire.“Our ridges can be ...difficult to accommodate.”
“It acts like lube?”
“Exactly,” he breathed out, as if he’d been suffering from lack of oxygen.
So, male orcs made their own lubricant.“How efficient.”At least she didn’t have to worry about not having enough on hand for their third date.Her thighs tensed up, anticipation stretching taut within her, threatening to snap.
More.She needed more from him.
She licked her lips as she stared at the sticky liquid covering the head of his penis and her fingers.Without any hesitation, she bent down to lap it up with her mouth.
Something that sounded like her name gurgled from his mouth, but she wasn’t sure, nor could she hear as blood pounded in her ears in excitement.Opening her lips, she drew the tip inside her mouth.Unable to help herself, she looked up at him,their eyes locking.The pure, unadulterated pleasure and awe on his face encouraged her.So, she lowered her head to take more of him inside, sending his eyes rolling back into his head.
Turning back to her task at hand, she began to pleasure him with her tongue, first swiping at the hole on the tip, then swirling it around the head.Unfortunately, she wasn’t even halfway down when she reached the limit with his girth and her jaw was starting to ache.So, she released him but then slid her tongue up and down the hard shaft, teasing at the ridges.They must have been very sensitive because Mal’s grip on the sofa cushions tightened, his talons ripping into the buttery soft leather.
