When his hands touched the naked skin of my hips, I couldn’t hold back my gasp. Sparks danced were his skin touched mine, and goose bumps flared over me with a shiver. My hands shook as I worked the buttons of his vest, my blood humming through my veins at the thought of seeing all of him. Warm breath tickled my skin as he breathed me in, tracing circles across my tingling flesh. With his vest opened, I tugged his shirt out of his trousers and over his head. He grinned at me as he dispatched the rest of his clothing in record time, barely pulling his hands away from me as he did.
Gods, this man was all lean sex wrapped in sin. Beneath his clothing, he was a sight to behold. Black fur covered his hooved feet and crept up just below his knees. His thighs were nude, as were his chest and arms, which were roped with lithe muscles. Under his navel, a thick line of black hair trailed down to a neatly trimmed patch above his proud, long cock, which was standing at attention.
He walked backward with his hands on my hips, guiding us until he could sit on his bed. The mattress was small but covered in thick blankets. When he sat, the fabric gave to show how soft and fluffy it was. I moved to take my heels off, and he stopped me, shaking his head.
“Leave them on,” he purred, pulling me closer so I could straddle his powerful legs. I curled my fingers into his hair, feeling his horns as he licked my chest up to my left nipple. He hummed as he tasted me, savored me, kissing and sucking my skin. My lacy thong was traced and played with, his fingers looping into the strings and pulled to add delicious pressure underneath me.
He eased back onto the mattress, pushing himself up to lie on his back. With a grin, he waved me over and took my hips again as I crawled over him.
“Saddle up.” He tugged my hips toward his face and gave a wink. “I want to take that lace off with my teeth.”
“I’ll do you one better.” I straddled him like he wanted me to, my thighs on either side of his head so he had easy access to my cock. Except I swung around so I could reach his ignored length with my mouth. My breath over his eager, slightly moist dick made it jump. Mine responded in kind.
I moved to take him down my throat, but I nearly choked when I felt Danny lick my length through my panties. Gods, it felt hot and wet, the fabric teasing against my sensitive skin. I hiccuped a little and gasped, arching my back and angling my hips so he could run circles around my cockhead with his tongue.
He sucked and kissed through the fabric from the very tip down across my balls. I nearly came when he even licked the string across my hole.
The smug fucker chuckled at my response, grabbing my cheeks and squeezing as he started the assault over again.
Well, two could play at that game.
Danny was a bit longer than myself, and I was quite proud of my endowment. I was no Centaur, mind you, but I never got any complaints. Since I had such a long and succulent road to travel, I started with licking the little bead of salty delight that was waiting at the very top. The quick lap made his thighs tense, and his breath hitched against my wet panties.
It was my turn to chuckle, and I wiggled my ass a little for attention.
“Am I distracting you?” I peered back over my shoulder. He responded by nipping the inside of my thigh, which was dangerously arousing.
“Tease,” he breathed against the abused skin. Oh, tease, he said?
I could tease.
With just the very tip of my tongue, I traveled down Danny’s aching cock from tip to root, circling around his heavy balls before going back up again. I ran my nails over the side of his thigh as I did, mixing the pleasure of my mouth with the sharp, careful sting. His shivers told me everything I needed to know.
The sweet, honey-coated moan that left him was intoxicating, especially when he breathed against where he had been licking just moments before. I felt him pushing my panties aside with his mouth, his hands squeezing my thighs and cheeks as he did.
By the gods, this Satyr man could navigate a pair of panties around a cock like nobody's business. It was making electric currents run through my limbs and making my thoughts foggy. If I wasn’t careful, this night would end quickly, and I’d miss out on all the wonderful savoring.
I focused all my attention on trying to get another sweet noise from him, to try and distract myself from how incredible his mouth felt on me. The teasing and lapping I unleashed on him made him hiss and flex, but when I swallowed him down my throat, I was rewarded with the noise I wanted. His skin was a heady mix of masculine musk and spice that wrapped around me as I pulled him in. The smell of him tangling with the taste of tangy salt across my tongue made me dizzy.
My cock had sprung free of its lacy confines and was sheathed again by Danny’s warm, hungry mouth. I sobbed around him as I felt him plunge me down his throat, devouring me like I was a gourmet feast. The sensation was so heavenly I jerked in surprise when I felt a warming liquid slide across my entrance.
I inhaled through my nose and pulled off him with a pop, peering back over my shoulder to see him toss the small bottle onto the bed. His fingers were slick with a salve that warmed on contact, and he didn’t slow down his feast while he played with my ass.
Gods, I melted down onto his legs as he pushed a finger inside, testing how I enjoyed the sensation before another finger joined. He was careful but confident in his movements, working me just enough to cause me to buck my hips for more. Pulling free from me, he ran his tongue up my thigh to my right cheek and bit down with enough sting to make it hurt just right.
I couldn’t stop my giggle as he slapped my ass.
“Ride me.”
“Bossy.” I grinned back at him, crawling forward further down his body. With my back facing him, I straddled his thighs and ran my properly lubricated crease over his spit-slick cock. My thong was still around my hips but hooked around my hard dick to keep it out of the way. Danny ran his hands over my calves and ankles as I rolled my hips over him, tilting my head back so my hair fell down my back.
Pushing myself up with my legs, I reached back to position him just right under me before easing back down. I impaled myself with him slowly, drinking in the warm burn of his length breaching past the muscle. I could hear him hiss behind me as I took my time guiding him inside. By the time I pressed my hips down flush to his, he was practically writhing.
“By the gods,” he exhaled as he spoke. “You have no idea how beautiful you look like that.”
“What? On your dick?” I tossed him a wink and wiggled my hips. His eyes rolled back in his head some as he let his head stop on the pillow, and his hands gripped my ankles as he bit his lip. “Fuck, please move before I die.”
I rolled my hips slowly, watching over my shoulder as pleasure rippled over his handsome face. I loved that he was so openly expressive. He let his mouth open in a silent cry as I moved, his eyes fluttering open to watch me ride him. His dark curls were wild against his pillow, his cheeks flushed and forest eyes hooded in lust.
Strong hips rolled up into mine, pushing himself deeper as I came down. The added pressure inside me nudged my sweet spot, making me whimper against my will. A bolt of pleasure shot through me at the contact, and moisture trickled down my cock. I never had a problem making sure I got mine, no matter what the circumstances were in the bedroom. But Danny hit me just right. His movements were controlled and firm, and he paid attention. Bless men who could pay fucking attention.
We found our rhythm, his hips meeting mine as I snapped mine up and back against him. His hands moved to my sides to steady me as I arched my back, picking up speed. Each stab into me was heaven, and I could feel sparks dancing at the edge of my threshold.