Thousands of questions flowed through her mind, but when Stone fused his mouth with hers, they all dissolved like dust on the wind. His tongue traced her lips before he dipped inside as if he sampled a delicacy. He tasted spicy and masculine, as if he’d drunk rum earlier. Kissing him greedily, she slid her fingers into his hair, and pulled him closer. Rough stubble scratched against her cheeks reminding her of how that same stubble felt against her swollen slit last night in her dreams. The thought immediately triggered another rush of moisture between her thighs. If her clit swelled any more, she thought it might explode.
Still kissing her, he pulled her down to lie on the soft grass beside him, in between two large trees, the leaves casting dappled light over their bodies. She wriggled closer, and pressed her breasts against his chest. A sense of power shot through her as he moaned into her mouth.
Her whole life she’d been timid and afraid, but with Stone, she could be confident and sexy. She planned to take full advantage of it. She ground her hips against the large erection straining at the front of his pants and ran a finger just under the waistband of his jeans to stroke the velvety tip of his cock. His surprised intake of breath made her smile.
“Alyssandra, you mustn’t tease me. I’ve waited too long for you.”
She tangled her tongue with his, gently pulled open the top button of his jeans, slowly unzipping them. She’d expected him to grab her hand as he’d done in her dreams. When he didn’t stop her, she reached inside his pants and finding no boxers or underwear of any kind, she wrapped her fingers around his large cock. He gasped, and his head dropped back onto the grass as if the sensation was too much for him.
She stroked the length of him, enjoying the silky feel of his skin against her palm, and the firm hardness when she squeezed him. He was long, thick and hot in her hand and she longed to trace him with her tongue or even better yet, impale herself and fuck him until they were both exhausted. Stone arched into her touch, and suddenly braver, she leaned down until she could trace a tentative line over the head of his cock with her tongue.
His breath hissed out, but when he didn’t push her away, she wrapped her lips around the engorged head, and caressed it with her tongue. She loved the silky texture of his cock inside her mouth. The taste of his pre come, tangy and sweet, burst across her tongue and she made an “mmm” sound deep in her throat. A surge of energy flowed through her body, traveling along every nerve ending until she was ready to burst.
When she slid her lips down over Stone’s shaft, taking him as deep as her throat would allow, a sudden orgasm burst over her and a kaleidoscope of colors flashed before her eyes. Then suddenly, the world began to spin until darkness swallowed her.
When her mind finally cleared, she was lying on her back, the soft grass tickling her arms and neck. Stone kneeled over her, his magnificent cock still hard and proud against his belly, protruding from the open fly of his jeans. She thought back over the last few minutes and gasped. How embarrassing! I finally get his cock in my mouth and I come…I must have bitten him or something!
Stone laughed. “You did not bite me, little one. My essence was too strong for you before your coming-of-age ritual. Only then will we be able to fully enjoy one another.”
She bolted upright and her head swam with the sudden movement. “How did you know what I was thinking?” Fear and embarrassment warred inside her.
He reached out to steady her. “Don’t worry, I can’t read your mind—not yet. The look on your face made it clear what horrible thing you thought you had done.” He brushed a wayward strand of hair out of her face. “You blacked out when my pre come overloaded your system. But on a bright note, you have enough energy now to make it into the city.”
Looking between them, she nodded toward his cock, still hard against his stomach. She reached up to smooth away the line of strain between his brows. “I have lots of questions about this coming-of-age ceremony, and everything else. But right now, you need some energy of your own.” She wrapped her fingers around him. After everything he’d done for her—even if most of it was in her dreams—she refused to leave him unsatisfied.
He placed a hand over hers, stopping her motions. “You can’t let my essence touch you, not yet. As you’ve already seen, it would be too dangerous.”
“I agree.” She pulled away from him before kicking off her boots. Then she stood to remove her jean skirt.
“What are you doing?” He sounded almost panicked.
Enjoying his discomfort, she continued to strip, dropping her clothes in a small pile beside her. “You obviously need energy, and from what I understand so far, anything sexual will do, right?”
Stone’s brows knit with confusion, but he nodded slowly. “Yes, anything sexual. But—”
Alyssa dropped her bra into the pile of clothes and stood bare before him. She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. You’ve come this far, you might as well go all the way. This has been one of your fantasies for years, so why not make it come true? “Then let me see you, all of you. You can…take care of yourself, while I do the same.” When he only continued to stare at her, she continued quickly as if to ward off his impending rejection. “I just thought we would still be able to share sexual energy that way.”
A slow smile spread across his rugged face and he jumped to his feet, kicking off his boots while pulling his shirt over his head. “I love your creative thinking, Princess.”
Within seconds, he stood before her naked. His sculpted muscles were just as she’d imagined, his olive skin lightly dusted with dark hair. Following the line of his tapered waist, and the intriguing line of dark hair that arrowed down toward his groin, she studied his cock, now freed from his clothes and nestled in a patch of mahogany hair. His balls hung tight against his body and she wished she could feel their texture with both her mouth and her fingers.
She’d never touched a man’s balls before, in fact before a few minutes ago, she’d never held a cock in her hand, or tasted come. It was a day for firsts and she didn’t want to waste one minute.
Taking Stone’s offered hand, they knelt in the grass facing each other, their legs open, bent at the knees and tangled around each other. She giggled as the lush greenery tickled her bare ass and she leaned back against a large boulder, the stone cool against her bare back.
Stone grasped his cock and slowly stroked its impressive length. “Fuck yourself for me, Alyssandra. Let me see you.”
Reaching down tentatively, she rubbed her first two fingers against her aching clit. Sensations and energy flowed through her as her own juices coated her fingers, lubricating her movements. Stone continued to stroke himself, and she imagined his cock filling her, stretching her, his hot come spilling inside her. “I’ve always wanted to watch you pleasure yourself while I masturbate.” The flower-scented breeze played across her ripe nipples heightening her arousal.
Stone relaxed against the tree trunk, one hand cupped his balls, stroking his cock faster. Noticing pre come that glistened on the tip, she licked her lips and couldn’t wait to taste him again—hopefully when she could do it without blacking out. She rubbed her clit faster and with her other hand, rolled her nipple between her thumb and forefinger and then pulled on the ripe bud, enjoying the fresh spurt of energy that surged through her. Her arousal continued to tighten inside her, energy flowing through her veins like lava. He stroked faster now, his breathing labored and uneven, matching her own.
“Come for me, Stone. Let me see you come, push me over the edge. Please…”
As if triggered by her words, Stone’s body shuttered and creamy fluid spurted from his cock. At the sight, her own orgasm broke over her in a rolling wave. Almost peripherally, she noticed he aimed to the side, so his essence wouldn’t touch her, and kept pumping, milking his cock until every last drop escaped.
Her head swam as the energy flowing through her threatened