Page 34 of Snapdragon

I cry out, the slap sending a pulse right to my clit.

“Do you like that, Flora? Do you like when I slap your ass?”

Whimpering, I nod as he smacks me again. I can feel the wetness pooling in my panties. Reaching down, I tentatively trail a finger along the length of his cock. He is huge. I’ve been with big guys before, but nothing like this.

When he doesn’t move to stop me, I grip him through his jeans and squeeze. He groans into my mouth and smacks my ass again.

“Maybe it’s time you take me on a tour of the rest of your apartment…” He suggests.

I eagerly stand up, pulling him with me. Taking him by the hand, I guide him back to my bedroom. I let go of his hand at the door, turning to face him. I slowly unbutton my shirt, watching him gulp as I slip it off over my shoulders.

“Your turn,” I tease.

He quickly tosses his shirt over his head. Flashes of scales are spattered across his torso, but I’m not even looking at that. His torso is ripped, his abs far too toned for a musician.

I slide my skirt down over my hips, leaving me in only my panties and bra. He follows suit, slowly unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them off. I can see the outline of his cock in his boxers.

He snaps, moving forward and lifting me. I wrap my legs around his hips and grind against him. There’s a texture there, the thin fabric of his boxers hiding nothing. I groan and grind against him again, loving the feeling.

Sebastian places me on the bed, unhooking my legs from around him and kneeling before me. He rests them on his shoulders instead. Settling his face between my legs, he looks up at me and keeps eye contact as he sniffs my panties. Holy fuck, why is that so hot?

He pulls aside my panties with a finger, “God, you’re soaked for me, Flora.” His finger strokes through my wet folds, “such a good girl for me.”

The room spins as he rubs his finger over my clit, my head falling back against the bed.

“Good girl, just lean back and enjoy.” He slides my panties down my legs and tosses them. “Now I can get a good look at you.”

He spreads my legs, his breath a hot tease. I try to lift my hips up but he grips my legs tightly preventing me from moving.

“Such a pretty pussy… I can’t wait to taste it.”

Sebastian licks a long line up my slit before circling my clit. I cry out at the tease. I can’t help but grab my boobs, gripping them through my bra as I lose myself in the sensations.

He circles my clit a few more times, until I almost beg him to suck on it already. Then he flicks his tongue over it and a flush of sensation pulses through me. He licks, sucks and nibbles on my clit until I am falling over the edge.

I reach down, gripping his hair.

“Sebastian,” I pant, “S-stop. I n-need a seco-oh!” Another orgasm washes over me as he continues through my first.

He sits back on his ankles, a satisfied look on his face. I think I’ve short-circuited, all I can do is pant and moan.

Sebastian moves over me, stroking my stomach as I try to catch my breath.

“Breathe, that’s it.” I grip his arm, my breath slowly returning to normal. “You make the prettiest sounds when you cum for me.”

I grab his head and pull him down to me, kissing him desperately. I can taste myself on his mouth and it makes me want him even more.

Reaching down between us, I slip my hand in his boxers. I stroke him, feeling the hard ridges of scales there. He breaks our kiss, panting, a groan escaping him.

“I’m not sure you’re ready for me yet, Sunshine.” Sebastian gently tugs my hand away. He reaches behind me, lifting me gently and unhooking my bra. Lifting my hands above my head, he firmly grips them there. With his other hand he trails his fingers gently down my neck and chest.

“Will you be a good girl and keep your hands up there for me?”

I bite my lip and nod, his dirty talk getting to me. I’m still riding the high of my orgasms, but Sebastian gently teases my nipples. Sitting back on his heels, he looks over me.

“You are such a sexy little thing, Sunshine.” I close my legs tight and twist trying to give myself some friction. I keep my hands pinned in place above my head though, I follow orders well.

Sebastian gets off the bed, slipping off his boxers. He stands in front of me, giving me a moment to look over him. His body is covered in patches of scales, the glistening color of a black void in the darkness. The windows let in a little light from the street, the color of him shifting to green as he moves.