Page 56 of Orc's Pride

My heart hammers at the words. “Me too, Pitha.”

He grins at me and leans back from me with suddenly much more energy that he’s had since our fight in the forest. It’s like he hasn’t been scratched up or stabbed at all. And if his wounds weren’t so focused on his face and neck, I would’ve thought he didn’t have any.

When he lets go of my hand, his come down to rest on my hips, squeezing them a few times before dragging up and pushing my shirt off of my belly. I shiver at his touch, light and focused enough to drive me insane.

He stops right as he reaches the line of my bra, the expanse of my stomach completely exposed to him.

“I can’t wait to see all of you, Dana. You are going to look wonderful twisting under me.”

I groan at his words. “Take me.”

“Oh, don’t worry. I will.”

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Pitha

She undulates under my touch in the most beautiful of ways.

Her every curve is perfection and has me wanting to taste and touch every single part of her until I’m no longer alive or breathing.

I trace along the curve of her bra, watching her bite her lip in anticipation.

“I want you so badly, Pitha.” she breathes out.

It has me being driven nuts. How is she real and laying on my couch so perfectly like this? And all mine to take?

Gods, what have I done to earn this perfect creature?

I lean back down to trail my lips along her stomach, kissing my way back up to her chest until she’s shivering under me. My fingers run back up her body, coming to rest at the hem of her shirt before tugging it up off of her and tossing it onto the floor at the foot of the couch.

“You like what you see?” She spreads her arms out away from her, letting me take her in.

“I really, really do.”

I play with the line of her bra again, watching her closely while she tracks the movement of my hand. Her back arches for me when I curve it around her body, lifting up in order to help me unclasp it and take it off of her.

Her breasts are perfect, round and perky with nipples that I’m dying to wrap my mouth around.

A small gasp escapes her when I do just that, my tongue lapping around one of them while I pinch the other between my fingers.

“P-Pitha…” She grabs at my hair, tangling her hands in my braids.

The pressure from her pulling on it sends a thrill racing right down to my groin. If I wasn’t hard already, I sure am now.

I grind my length into her thigh as a response, pulling a moan out of those perfect lips of hers and getting her to arch her back again. I flick her nipple with my tongue, holding it between my teeth in a grip that’s not hard enough to hurt but enough to have her body jolting under me.

She tugs at my hair harder, which only furthers to encourage me.

“Pitha...!”

My mouth comes off of her breast with a wet ‘smack’, reddening from my teeth and tongue tasting her. Dana’s cheeks are red, and she already looks blissed out from such a simple thing that it has me wondering how far I can take her down this road of pleasure.

Will she let me take all control of her? Bring her to the brink of insanity only to pull her back down at the right moment?

I hope so.

Leaning back from her, I grab her legs and pull them over my lap. I tug her shoes and her pants down her thighs, already knowing that she’ll be wet once I get her naked. It’s a wonderfulsight to see her panties already soaked through, dying for my mouth and fingers to penetrate her.