The Sun Gods Woman Part 13

"Well, I though perhaps we might wait till tomorrow."

Annie landed a good punch to his side, knocking the wind out of him.

"Just kidding. Let me catch my breath for a second here." He ran his fingers up Annie's arm as it lay across his chest.

"You have the softest skin," he murmured.

Annie shivered.

"I think we have probably given Enshilla plenty to think about, don't you?"

"Mmm," sighed Annie.

"I guess it's time to show Ronnil what he's been missing."

And with that, Kyle neatly flipped Annie onto her back and loomed over her.

"So soft, so much moonlight. Violets and cream..." he muttered, pushing her hair back from her face and

stroking down her cheek to her shoulders.

"I wanted you back at the symposium, Annie. Did you know that? Did you feel that tug when I caughtsight of you?"Annie hummed her pleasure as Kyle's breath fluttered over her breast.

"Yeah, sure..." she sighed. "Anything you say, Kyle."

He stretched out his tongue and played with her nipple, pushing, licking, flicking, and bringing squirms of pleasure to the woman in his arms.

He moved closer and sucked strongly, pulling her breast into his mouth and against his palate with a firm touch.

She cried out and held his head close, encouraging him.

His body pressed against hers for a moment, and he was very surprised to find himself hardening just minutes after a completely mind-blowing o.r.g.a.s.m. He wanted to plunge into her and make her scream out his name, but knew he couldn't. Not tonight.

Such was his need for Annie that for a second he railed against the rigid traditions prohibiting him from entering her. Then a moan reminded him of what he was supposed to be doing, and he refocused on his task.

He loved her skin, its taste, its smell, its feel beneath his lips and tongue. So he made the most of it,

relishing each and every lick and kiss, and following them up with little nibbles.

He pulled her skin with his teeth, and even daringly sucked at it, leaving his mark in the soft flesh beneath her navel. She was his. All his.

Her legs were flexing on either side of his hips, and he knew that she was getting nicely wet. His mouth

watered at the thought.

Kyle allowed himself a brief chuckle at her neatly shaped mound, the lamplight flickering off the crescent moon that framed her lovely c.u.n.t and its swollen lips. He was being seduced by the smell of her moisture and the thought that he could tease her c.l.i.t out of hiding with just the touch of his mouth.

His hands kneaded her inner thighs and spread them even more, allowing him to appreciate the view.

She'd thrown her arms above her on the bed, thrusting her b.r.e.a.s.t.s up at him, and her wanton pose was arousing beyond belief.

So much creamy skin and silver hair spread out before him. And all for his enjoyment. Oh yes, he was

going to make sure that Ronnil and Enshilla got an eyeful. But most of all, he was going to make sure thatAnnie got a climax she'd never forget.Just like the one she'd given him.

Easing back on the bed, he lowered his lips to her hot and moist folds.

The first touch of his tongue brought a cry of pleasure from Annie, and she trembled as he began exploring her in earnest.

She was soft and silky and her scent was swirling around him like a drugging fog.

He slid his arms beneath her thighs and raised her slightly, opening her as far as he could to his attentions.

He touched his mouth to her flesh and sucked.Annie screeched and almost leapt off the bed."Kyle..." she sobbed."Ssshhh...easy," soothed Kyle, remembering her limited experience and bursting with satisfaction at the thought that he was teaching her so much about her own responses.

Once again he lowered his head, only this time he just flicked at her with light touches of his tongue.

She groaned in pleasure.

He circled her c.l.i.t and traced her ruffled folds down into her darkest shadows, then pressed a little more

and ran his tongue back up to her c.l.i.t. He licked over and around and above and below and then raised his head.

"Is that good, Annie?"An incoherent sound that might have been a yes emerged from Annie's throat as her thigh musclestightened and he felt her b.u.t.tocks harden beneath his hands.

A wicked gleam entered his eyes. He allowed his fingers to slide over her b.u.t.tocks, spreading her cheeks

apart. Ronnil and Enshilla wouldn't be able to see this, but Annie would be able to feel it.

He stifled his chuckle in her c.l.i.t. Carefully, he eased a fingertip into her cleft and stroked her tight little a.n.u.s as he licked her.

The gasps from higher up on the bed told him he was certainly doing something right.

He kept up his stroking, but varied his tongue technique, sometimes light, sometimes firm, but always

touching her c.u.n.t somewhere. She writhed and groaned and squirmed and she was soaking him with her juices. She was nearly ready.

Kyle ran a test. He plunged his tongue deep into her channel.

Her shout echoed around the chamber.

He grinned.

His finger pressed against her most delicate tissues, his tongue flicked in and out of her body and finally

he raised his mouth to her c.l.i.t and sucked.Annie's muscles were tightening and starting to shake.He sucked some more.Her legs froze, her b.u.t.tocks clenched, and suddenly her whole body was convulsing around him.He plunged his tongue deep inside her to catch the spasms, and as he did, Annie screamed."Kyle!"

Enshilla had no idea how she was going to make it through the next few hours.

She was forced to watch Annilin and Lord Kyall in the next chamber, because not to watch would meanlooking at him.His male presence was all around her, inside her, throughout her brain and her body, and she knew that given the slightest encouragement, she'd be all over him like the hair on a camel.

But watching might be even worse. All she could think of now was tasting him. Putting her mouth on his

c.o.c.k and sucking just like Annilin had done. Making him moan and writhe and touching his b.a.l.l.s and his b.u.t.tocks and...

She wiped another drop of sweat surrept.i.tiously away from her face.

Ronnil had suggested removing their robes and it was a sensible suggestion, but now she knew he was

naked. She could swear his c.o.c.k was radiating heat behind her, although such a notion seemed silly in the

extreme.

And to have to watch as Annilin received attentions from Lord Kyall, well, it was more than a woman could stand.

"Goodness, look at that," whispered Ronnil, gazing through the grille. "Can you believe he's doing that to

her?"

Enshilla choked as she too watched. She saw Lord Kyall raise Annilin to his mouth and heard Annilin's moans of pleasure.