Page 71 of Alpha's Embrace
I couldn’t think anymore. I couldn’t see or hear, but only feel.
I slumped against him as he washed me. It was what I had wanted in the bathtub back at the colony, his hands all over me. This and more. Never-ending.
After a few minutes, I rubbed my hands all over him, the soap suds between us combining, joining us in slick splendor.
I washed him and he washed me, though we fumbled a lot, all the blood in our systems pooled below, our cocks swollen beyond endurance.
I touched his buttocks, muscular and smooth, delving my fingertips neatly between his crack.
The water rinsed us constantly. My wet hair ran into my eyes.
Finally, Geo slid his hands down my belly and cupped my balls. I almost shot off right then and there.
He reached with his other hand and turned off the water. His hand left my crotch and he stepped out of the stall.
I followed. He grabbed a fluffy towel and turned, putting it over my head, blocking my sight. I heard him softly laugh as his fingers scrubbed the towel over my sopping wet hair.
I yanked the towel away and brought it to my chest.
He grabbed another towel and, as he back-walked out of the bathroom, he quickly skimmed it across his chest and thighs.
His cock bobbed as he threw his towel on the floor and fell back, sitting on the edge of the bed. He reached out with both hands.
I dropped my own towel, my skin still wet all over, and walked straight into his arms, standing between his legs and naked before him.
His hands went to my hips, gripping, and he held me in place, his head going down, his tongue coming out. He swiped it over the damp head of my jutting cock and I gasped. Without warning, he sucked the whole tip into his mouth.
Heat flared up all around me. I drew in a sharp breath and held it. All sensation and pleasure coursed to the head of my cock and I saw white.
“More!” I was suddenly out of control. I thrust, feeding more of my cock to him, and he took it.
I couldn’t believe how good that suction felt. Like nothing my hand could ever mimic. Nothing my imagination could fully supply until I felt it, real and alive, right there, his mouth on me, his tongue, and the incredible bliss of that suction.
I put my hands on his shoulders and knocked Geo off balance. He didn’t fight me but went onto his back easily as I knee-walked on the mattress up his body until I was straddling his chest. My cock rose up, my balls full and tight.
I reached forward and pulled my cock down toward his mouth again. His head was raised slightly, mouth open, and I fed it to him all the way to the hilt.
His eyes grew bright and he sucked and swallowed, taking me beautifully. I was afraid I’d choke him but he didn’t choke. He moved his head back a little to breathe, then forward again to take me deep. I knew I was cutting off his air, but he sucked me hungrily and didn’t push me away.
I felt my orgasm approaching. He must have, too, for he finally pushed me up and over until I fell hard on my back against the bed’s pillows.
His hands went to my bent knees, shoving them open, and he lowered his mouth, his hand pulling my cock up from my belly, swallowing it once more, drinking it in all the way, then moving up and down on it until I heard myself yelling. My body rocked up and I came so hard that everything turned to falling stars and blackness.
My wet head tossed and turned on the soft pillows. I held my hand against my mouth to stop myself from screaming.
After my orgasm ended, Geo came up and pulled my hand away, his mouth going down on mine, opening, sharing the flavors of my ecstasy with me.
His hard cock pressed to my belly.
When he let up to breathe, I said, “Oh, that was--” I couldn’t finish.
“Misha, Misha,” he said, dropping kisses all over my face.
He held me close.
I couldn’t believe how wonderful he was, how giving, how nurturing. I had never felt these things. I was overwhelmed. But not too much that I didn’t know what I wanted. I wanted more.
I looked up at him. He was sparkling. I said, “I want you to put your cock in my mouth, too. Please.”
