Her body shuddered, and she cried out, before her hands came to my chest and she stopped moving. “More please,” she murmured. “If you still want to continue.”
“That was so fucking hot, Ember,” I admitted, voice rough from lust. “Use me any time you want.”
“I will.”
Her acceptance of my desire was even hotter. “I don’t have a ton of spare energy. This might be quick, but assuming I recover properly, I’ll make it up to you next time.”
Ember brought her hands to her stomach then dragged her fingers up her defined muscles until she covered her breasts, when she pulled her hands away, her bikini top vanished with it. She repeated the performance with her bottoms, straddling me naked.
I couldn’t even talk for a moment, just stared at her perfect body. Finally, I reached out, touching her. She nodded encouragingly and I again cradled her breasts and rolled her peaked nipples with my fingers.
“You’re wearing an awful lot of clothing for this, pony.”
I tweaked her nipples, making her jump and loving the way her hips tightened on mine.
“Ground is sandy,” I mock protested. I was completely prepared to take one for the team in that regard.
“Then make a blanket, silly.”
“You do it.”
“Just making sure, it’s okay if I undress you with my powers to control essence and make a blanket with your clothing so we’ll both be naked?”
That she made sure she knew what I meant warmed my heart.
“Yes, Ember. That’s what I want. Thank you.”
With a happy wiggle that just about undid me, she plastered her hands to my chest and melted my clothing from my body. The blanket she formed beneath us was soft and thick enough to cushion me from the rocks that had been digging into my back.
“Okay to touch?” Ember asked.
“Yeah, please touch me.” I was as ready as I was going to be and I wanted this. I truly did.
“Excellent.”
She grasped my heavy length in her hands and stroked it, sending shivers of pleasure running through me.
“I really want you inside me,” she said.
“I want to be inside you.” If she only knew how much I wanted it, she wouldn’t be hesitating, at least not on my account.
She guided my hand, sliding my fingers down her stomach until I was cupping her wet pussy. “Make sure I’m ready? You are quite girthy.”
Grateful she knew what we were doing, since I had no actual experience here, I cupped her, rubbing gently with a finger until I found her opening. She thrust against me when I slid a finger in.
“Just like that,” she encouraged, riding my finger.
I added another, and let her slide up and down on them while I curled.
“Yeah, just a little flick, right there.”
I followed Ember’s instructions, feeling her inner walls contract on my fingers, her warm juices coating my hand and dripping down on my groin. I wanted to taste her, to have her ride my face while I pushed my tongue inside her, but a tremor in my hand, turning into a cramp, and a wave of exhaustion warring with the lust riding me. As much as I wanted to draw this out, if there was going to be a next time, I needed to bond with my mate.
Her inner walls clamped down on my fingers and she folded at her waist, landing with her hands on my chest.
“That was a good one, Baz. Thank you.”
Her saying my name did things to me. I couldn’t wait any longer.