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Now I’m terrified.
“What the hell is that?” I hiss, gulping and breaking out in a nervous sweat at the sight of his penis. It’s long and looks pretty thick but that’s not what’s freaking me out.
“They’re my other piercings. It’s called a Jacob’s ladder but I also have a Guiche and a Hafda.”
“What?” My eyes are so wide I feel like a bug. Holy crap what the hell am I looking at?! The shaft of his penis is studded with...six shiny silver barbells. “Is it painful?”
“Not anymore. Took a while to heal when I had it done though.”
“Why would you do that?” I whisper.
I start to reach out to run my finger over the ridges but stop myself. Quilo sighs lightly.
“It’s okay. You can touch it. I want you to.” He takes my hand in his. “Here, point your finger. I’ll show you the other two.”
With his free hand he lifts his semi-hard cock and guides my finger down the smooth unhindered length of his shaft. At the base, just above the start of his ball sack, there’s another small silver piercing. He continues to guide me past his balls and I’m shocked to find another bar beneath his sack.
“Whoa.” I have no words. For someone who’s only ever slept with one guy—almost seven years ago no less—this is an absolutely terrifying dick to face as a ‘getting to know you’ exercise.
“It just feels good,” he tells me. “For both of us, I promise.”
I want to scream and run but I swore to myself I wouldn’t. Only...I wasn’t expecting to be greeted by Edward Scissor Dick so surely that gives me a free pass to chicken out just this one time?
“Don’t worry about it,” Quilo says, pulling me against him. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want. I just wanted you to know. You can take time to prepare yourself. Okay? There’s no rush.”
I sigh in relief and nod.
“Thank you.”
“But I do need to get you out of these clothes and into that swing.”
“What? Why do I have to be naked for that?”
“Because I’m going to die if I don’t get to taste you.”
My face heats. Am I embarrassed by his words or aroused? Maybe both? I don’t know how to answer, and I’m not bold enough to just remove my clothes for him, so instead I simply kiss him.
He takes it as a silent green light to continue and he kisses me deeply until I’m breathless. The only time he breaks the kiss is to peel off my clothes one piece at a time until I’m naked before him.
He stares at me reverently, which is nice and all, but it makes me squirm. Why isn’t he doing anything?
I reach for him, running my hands up his chest and tilting my head up to his for a soft kiss. The moment our lips touch, his control seems to snap and he devours me. Not just my lips, his hands are suddenly everywhere touching every inch of me with a skill that makes me tremble.
He grabs my ass and lifts me once more, walking me backwards until the soft material of the swing brushes the back of my legs. While still kissing me, he tries to place me in the swing but it’s impossible and I end up laughing as he curses under his breath.
“Put me down, I’ll do it.” Thankfully, he listens and puts me on my feet. I unwrap the twisted material, get it into place, and lift myself into the swing. “There you go.”
His gaze somehow darkens even more as he steps back and takes in the contraption I’m now secured in. I can see possibilities and ideas forming in his mind, and I bite my lip in anticipation. His grin is wickedly devious.
Gently, he pushes my shoulders so that I’m forced to lie back and let the swing take my weight. It makes me nervous. Not being in the swing, I’m used to that, but being at his playful mercy.
Quilo helps me get comfortable, reclining back so that even my head and neck is supported, and then lifting my feet into the other swags of material so that I’m weightless and vulnerable to him.
He steps between my parted legs, gaze sweeping over my body until he meets my eyes, and he bends to kiss me.
“Relax,” he murmurs against my lips.
Easier said than done. Everywhere his skin casually brushes against mine little fireworks explode. Just his proximity leaves me breathless and wanting and oh so impatient.
