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Not knowing what I know now.

Her lips are soft against me. Much smaller, just like the rest of her, but just as fervent in their movement against mine as my own.

When her tongue darts out to run against my lower lip, it surprises me, but then it sends a blazing surge of arousal and I want her to feel the same.

When I open my mouth, her tongue seeks entry, but I push back, not wanting her to get cut on my teeth, but enjoying the way her slightly rough tongue feels against the slickness of my own.

With gentle pressure, I invade her mouth as she tried mine, instantly understanding the appeal as the sweet taste intensifies and the hot opening makes me grind against where she has her legs wrapped around my waist.

Pleased to note how hot she is between her legs, I pull her higher so I can feel her against my stomach, her moist heat making my hips buck.

I accidentally graze my tongue on one of her teeth, freezing for a moment before I remember they are dull, then move a hand up from her soft backside up to the base of her head, using her long, thick hair to tilt her head back.

Then I explore her mouth, enjoying the vibrations of her moans against my tongue for a long moment before I lower myself to one knee, then the other, before tipping her down onto the grass.

I'm momentarily distracted by Roshan making a bleating sound and moving away from us and into the trees. Good.

I need to find out how she feels in other places. I take a long look at her face, pleased to see how swollen her lips are now, her eyes unfocused. When she tilts her neck to the side, I take it as an invitation, lowering my mouth to it, pressing my lips to it in different ways and taking careful note of which ones make her moan the loudest.

When I flick out my tongue, she writhes under me and it feels better than any kill I've ever made.

I need more.

Her hands are in my braids now, pushing my head lower as the black fabric disappears from her body.

She guides me to the large, soft swelling on her chest. I soak in the sight of her brown skin, and the much darker center of each before she pulls harder, guiding my mouth right to one of them.

A clicking laugh escapes and she huffs out at me in impatience, so I don't keep her waiting.

Remembering what she liked on her neck, I flick out my tongue and am rewarded with a high-pitched gasp I've never heard her make.

I keep going, growing drunk off the sound, but pull away. She growls at me, and I break into a grin.

"I love your softness, Nasrin," I tell her, and then give her other soft mound the same treatment, a hand reaching up to squeeze the other one.

Her hips twitch with each darting touch of my tongue, and I know where I am headed next.

I work my way down her stomach, pressing my lips into her, delighting in the feel of her under me, excited as I get close to the wet heat I felt against my stomach.

I push open her legs while I look closely at her face for any sign that she doesn't like this. All she does is pant, her eyes unfocused as she looks down at me, and I stop worrying about it.

She's more than willing to tell me to stop when she doesn't like something.

I take a moment to study her, appreciating the triangle of short white hair that points out where to go. Just like her mouth, her skin is pink and wet, just as inviting.

I lower my mouth to it, licking her, pleased when she makes another of her high cries of pleasure. She's just as sweet down here, though the flavor is more complex. Her wetness grows with each flick of my tongue.

No wonder the other males never fully shared what this was like. They probably spent the rest of their lives longing for it again.

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Rin

I could have sworn he is just as inexperienced as I am, but there's no hesitation. Just an insatiable curiosity and a long black tongue that might kill me.

At first I was afraid of his sharp teeth, especially after I almost did something as stupid as pushing my tongue against them, but he has been so careful with me. Making me feel things I didn't think were possible.

Certainly not anything I heard about the few times other women spoke about sex.