Page 13 of Kissing my Grumpy Troll Boss
“Show me.” His voice is rough. “Show me how to touch you, kitten. Teach me.”
With his large hand covering mine, I finally move mine to the needy place at the top of my cunt. My clit is hugely swollen. The first touch has me bucking. Algi groans. He leans forward to wrap his other arm around my shoulders to pillow my head.
I can’t hold back anymore.
He watches with fascination as I circle the bud of my clit with little sweeping strokes. I moan. I can’t hold it in. Why does it feel so much better with his hand right there? His hot breath on my cheek.
Algi leans in for a lingering kiss.
Just when I’m longing for more, he pushes my hand aside gently and takes over. He was clearly paying attention. A thick finger spreads me wide. Gently nudging inside me, he collects the slick from my cunt and spreads it around my clit until I’m rolling my hips in time with his movements. Water sloshes out of the bath.
“Mmm.” I grip the hand he has around me. “Yes, like that.”
He keeps going, learning my body with every motion. Every time I draw in a breath, he checks to see if it was good or bad.Each time my back arches or my belly sucks in, he notices. Soon he has me writhing. “Oh keep going. Keep going. I’m going to—”
Like that, I come apart, bursting into an orgasm so sweet it takes my body many long pulsing waves of pleasure to come down.
I open my eyes to find Algi staring at me. “Kat, you are so damn beautiful. I have the most perfect kuna in the world.”
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Algi
My cock is throbbing, but I don’t dare let it free. As it is, my core is so hot, my pre-cum could burn her if the ritual hasn’t worked. And I’m not confident.
I have to be confident.
“Algi?” She looks up at me, still flushed and dazed from the orgasm I gave her. I feel like a million bucks until she frowns. “I want to touch you, too.”
I curse. “No, kitten. What if it hasn’t worked?”
She twists in the bath, sitting up on her knees and looking over the edge. “It worked. It has to. I want you too badly.”
This causes a fucking riot in my trousers as my cock pulses and throbs, aching to be free. To sink into her sweet, wet body.
I close my eyes for a moment.
Her soft stroke up my forearm makes me open them again. “What if we try? If we just try. I know you said it could burn me, but what if I touch you with like, a fingertip? And we have some cold water ready? Please?”
I suck in a breath. I shouldn’t, but I can’t resist. “OK, but we’re stopping the moment I get even an inkling it’s hurting you.”
She nods. “Believe me, I don’t want that. But I have faith in you.”
Licking dry lips, I stand, unfastening my belt. My hands shake more than they have a right to and there’s a sweet ache as I imagine having any part of her bare skin in contact with me.
I groan as I unzip and my cock surges forward, growing even larger.
Kat’s eyes widen. She’s still sitting up at the edge of the tub, which puts her gorgeous face far too close for comfort.
I go to step back, but quick as a flash, her hand flies out and grips my thigh. “Wait.”
“Kat, be careful.”
She smiles. “I will. Let me touch you?”
With a pounding heart, I nod.
Her hand skates around my thigh, teasing at the crease of my leg, making my unruly cock jump.
