Page 64 of Micro
Histouchwasdrivingme insane. Now that we had time to explore each other, he was doing exactly that, but I wanted to be doing the same. I wanted to get to know every inch of him, but he was determined to drive me into a second orgasm using his lips and tongue, and those fingers he had inside me. There were two now, thrusting smoothly, and stretching me just enough to make me whine and wriggle, as I felt pleasure starting to build again. I wasn’t a two orgasm woman, or at least I’d never been before, but he was pretty relentless, and that delicious warmth was starting to overwhelm me again, and I knew I was pulling his lovely hair as I writhed against his mouth.
“Fuck, yeah… you taste even better after you come, baby, keep coming for me,” Micro whispered, sucking my clit between his lips and circling his tongue over it until the pleasure wave peaked, and I made a strangled scream at the new orgasm burning its way through my senses, and clouding my vision.
“I just wanna keep doing this,” Micro groaned, starting to lick me again, while I suddenly started pulling at his hair with renewed desperation. I couldn’t take another one, and I couldn’t take any more attention down there right now. My wrist ached when I pulled on his hair, and he chuffed out a laugh as he finally lifted his head, and stared at me with the sluggish owl eyes of a man high on his favourite drug. Was it me? Was that what I was to him?
“I can make you come again, just leave some hair on my head, Soph.”
I shook my head, trying to form words, while my body was still half tingling, and numb with pleasure.
His eyebrows lifted, and he stopped fighting my hair pulling frenzy for a moment.
“You okay?”
I shook my head, and his hands slid away from me, off my skin, and out of me.
“Too much?”
I nodded vigorously, and he chuckled as he crawled up the bed, licking his way up between my breasts on the way.
“Orgasm drunk, baby? Feeling good, like I promised?”
I swallowed hard, fighting the lethargy he’d created with his attentions.
“Babe? Can you speak?”
I cleared my throat, and tried. “I… yes…” Nope, that was a hoarse whisper, and he grinned at me, looking proud as hell for making me sound like that.
“Aw… did I just tongue-fuck you mute? That’s sexy, baby. Want me to stop touching you down there for a minute?”
“God, yes,” I breathed, still not sounding anything like myself.
“That’s okay, these tits need more loving now.” His lips sealed around my left nipple, and I yelped at the sudden sensation, and the tingles of pleasure emanating from there.
“Oh god, oh god!”
He lifted his head, grinning at me again. “Sounds like you’ve lost your voice, babe, but listen,” he looked serious all of a sudden, “if you need me to stop, I will, yeah? I know what they thought of me, but I’m not that guy. Icantake no for an answer. And stop. And get off me, and go away, all of that shit. If you just want me to hold you now, I’m good with that.”
My eyes followed the firm lines of his body, to settle on that thick, inked cock of his, straining and weeping with need.
“No, don’t worry about that. You think I’ve never had a boner before? Blue balls? Trust me, all men have. We survive, no matter how much we bitch and moan about it.”
“No,” I gasped, and he grinned, stroking my cheek with his fingers.
“It’s okay.”
“Want. You. Inside. Me.” I finally hissed at him, and he started chuckling again.
“Well, thank fuck for that!”
He lined up his cock, rubbing it over my still sensitised clit, as I shivered beneath him, and then he froze.
“Babe, we fucked without protection earlier, because we thought that would be our only time, but now we need to be smart.Shit. We didn’t even get a chance to look for that next day pill thing.”
I didn’t care, and it was weird that I didn’t care, but should we keep being careless, or start being smart? I could get back into regularly taking my birth control, but it’d take a couple of days to be sure it was working.
“You got condoms, babe?” I shook my head and he groaned, then he offered me a sly look.
“Can’t get your ass pregnant.”
