“If you're up for it, I clearly am.” I grinned and my hands came up to slowly massage her breasts, rolling them back and forth and plucking her damp nipples between thumb and forefinger. She had felt absolutely divine wrapped around my shaft, and if she wanted to ‘keep me around’ as she said, I don't think I could find it in myself to argue. An incredibly attractive woman, who was a skilled fighter and as skilled at fucking? No, this was not an opportunity I would turn down lightly.

Slowly her kisses trailed down my chest as she pulled away from me slightly. She kissed each scar that she came across as she went lower and lower. Her index finger traced my v-shape. Finally on her knees she looked up at me, licking her lips. One hand found its way into her hair, tangling itself up as my breath caught once at the look in her eyes.

“Planning on returning the favor then, sweetheart?” I grinned as my shaft throbbed in anticipation. That tiny pink tongue darted out to trace her full, lush lips again, and I felt my body tremble in anticipation. Slowly her head leaned forward, as she maintained eye contact with me. Her hand stroked my shaft as her lips slowly wrapped around the head of my cock, her tongue swirling out and sliding all around it. I felt a low groan rumble in my chest, and my fingers tightened in her hair. It took a moment of concentration not to start fucking her face then and there - I wanted to savor this as much as I could.

As her tongue rolled over the tip of my throbbing cock I bucked slightly as I felt her hand cup my family jewels. She worked her way farther down the shaft as she massaged the round balls in her hand. My hips pumped slightly as she took in my length with greed. “Flame that feels damn good sweetheart. Don't you dare stop now.” My hand tightened in her hair, nails pressing into her scalp slightly as she worked her way forward. I could feel her throat constrict around me as her tongue massaged along the underside of my shaft, twitching, stroking, caressing me as her manicured nails scraped me, her palm gently fondling me.

She was almost submissive suckling on me, as if waiting for her reward, and it felt wonderful. Slowly she drew back, her tongue sliding back and forth in her mouth along my shaft as she moved back. When she reached the head of my cock again, her teeth scraped gently against it, and I exhaled sharply, my hips quivering. “Sweetheart?” Did she need to say something, or did she need to breathe here?

She didn’t do either in one swift motion she took all of me in her mouth, as she tugged at my balls softly. Her head bobbed quickly as if she was hungry for my release as much as I was. Her hand that had been digging into my hip wrapped around my shaft. It followed the path of her mouth. She rubbed and stroked in a circular motion that mimicked what her tongue was doing. The new sensation caused me to buck my hips once more. “Oh fuck, sweetheart, just like fucking that.” If I hadn't been pressed against the wall, I probably would have collapsed as my strength went into my cock.

I gripped both sides of her head, my grip tightening as she sucked hungrily at me. I could see her cheeks hollowing as she moved back and forth, and her fingers constricted and dug into my shaft, massaging spots along my length. Her tongue and teeth scraped a spot just below the head of my cock, and I stiffened.

“Fuck.” Oh that was a dangerous spot. This time her hands left what they were doing to either sides of my hips. It was like as soon as she found the spot that made me weak a new hunger awoke in her.

Using the leverage of my hips she pumped her head up and down my cock, her tongue encircling that one spot right below my head. It throbbed and pulsated as she did that, for a moment I thought I would release but the little vixen stopped focusing on the spot and started to suck just the tip of my cock. I let out a long, low groan. “Fuck, sweetheart Fuck. Going to drive me mad, vixen.” My words were - breathier than they had been, as it took more effort to speak. Her gentle suckling was teasing me, not quite enough to give me the release she had just denied me.

It was like she needed validation that she was torturing me, because shortly after I spoke she went back to work on that one spot. Her teeth scraped against it. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with fire as she wrapped her lips tightly around my shaft. “Fuck, fuck sweetheart right there. If you keep that up I'll -” my head rolled back and thumped against the stone wall as white bursts of pleasure started to build. Sweet flame - I doubted I would want to let her get away, far less the reverse! This was absolutely - I shuddered.

“Fuck- baby, I'm about to -” I tried to warn her, give her enough time to pull away. My seed filled her mouth, white, salty solution and she drank it down. Slowly she released me from her mouth but not before kissing the tip of my still slightly trembling cock. She stood up and brushed her knees off licking her lips.

“Sweetheart - that was.. Divine.” I braced one hand behind me and slowly pushed myself upright - I had been slumping as her mouth worked its magic on me. My hips were a bit weak - but I wanted more of this wonderful woman. I shook my head once, trying to clear the haze of lust away.

“We should - we should leave here quickly or I'm going to push you down again.” I wasn't sure if my words were a promise, or a threat, at this point.