her talented little tongue darting around his sensitive shaft. He groaned as she stroked him, her hands fingering his balls with gentle caresses. He looked down and found her gorgeous eyes looking back at him, her mouth tight around his length. Something inside him broke free and took flight.
That look. If he could just keep that happy, sexy look on her face forever, he would die a happy man. She felt so right in his arms, so precious, not to mention precocious as she played with his body. He felt her delight in the curve of her lips, the soft stroke of her fingers and the sparkling light in her eyes. How he adored her!
Many women had used their mouths on him in prelude to fucking, but Angela seemed to just want to suck and suck him. Never mind her pleasure, her focus seemed to be totally on his enjoyment. That wasn't quite what he wanted, but he was too weak to pull back. He wanted her in every possible way. He wanted her surrender, her care, her intimate attention. Why? He wasn't sure. But he wasn't up to questioning the driving instincts inside him.
"Ease up, honey. I'm coming." He tried to pull away, to spare her the force of the eruption he could feel building, but she stayed firm, her gaze challenging him saucily.
In a blinding rush, he came in her mouth, spurting long and hard. She swallowed repeatedly, but still some of his thick cum trickled out the sides of her mouth, so much did he give her. Looking down into her sparkling eyes, his heart lifted as she smiled back at him, licking and swallowing as she cleaned him thoroughly like a well-satisfied kitten.
17
"You like that?" He couldn't help the teasing tone in his voice or the smile that lit his lips. This small woman was so special to him. No woman of his experience had ever given him so much or so freely.
She moaned her agreement, licking the tip of him that still leaked the last of his cum.
"I like the taste of you, Ezekiel. Salty and sweet at the same time."
He could tell her that the Sons of Amber had been created to have pleasant tasting body fluids, but this moment was more than just well-designed parts fitting into place.
This moment was magic, if a practical man like him believed in such things. He dragged her up for a kiss, loving the taste of his cum on her lips, like it belonged there.
When he drew back, he laved licking kisses all down her throat to her breasts, sucking them lightly, playing with the tips until he felt her shiver.
"Now it's your turn."
She pulled back with a question in her eyes. "Don't you need a moment to recover?"
Zeke laughed as he switched their positions, moving her easily beneath him on the couch. When he was sure she was settled comfortably, he knelt up, positioning himself between her thighs as he arranged them to his liking—spread wide apart on either side of his hips. As it should be.
He noticed when she looked down and gave a little start of surprise. His dick was hard again, ready, willing, and able. He couldn't help but grin as his gaze roved up the length of her luscious body, finally meeting her lovely eyes as he moved over her.
"One of the benefits of being genetically designed to repopulate the human race is that unlike most males, I don't need much downtime. I'm always ready. Especially for you, sweetheart." He leaned down and kissed her sweetly, meaning every word and every lick of his adoring tongue.
"Oh, my!" She gasped as he raised his lips just slightly, holding her gaze as he found his way inside her for the first time. She was slick and warm—more than ready for him.
He slid within her tight hole, going slowly so as not to hurt her. It was torture of the sweetest kind. She was wet and excited, but he could tell from the tight confines of her pussy that she hadn't done this in a while.
"Tell me if you're uncomfortable, Angel. I don't want to hurt you."
She held his gaze as he moved in further. "No. I'm okay." She was panting now, and it was music to his ears. "It's just that I've