Worth the Risk (Closed)

She saw that eager near savage grin and smiled more. A purr at the feel of her pets lips on her neck and his hands on her back.

You are most welcome pet... I have so many reasons to be so very pleased with you.
 
He smiled wider at her praise and her use of the term 'pet' to refer to him. God, why was that exciting him so much?

"I'm glad," he answered. His hand moved from stroking to begin to rub at her back, trying to tease any strain or stress from the muscles there; slowly working one group and then another. His other hand caressed her flat stomach and then carefully went lower to run along her right thigh. "I want to give you more reasons too, if I can."
 
I am sure you will pet.

She smiled snuggling in closer to him enjoying the minor back rub. She was long over due for something like that but that would all come in time.
 
He could only hope so. Somehow, somewhere in his mind, he knew that pleasing Annika was not only a good in and of itself but would be the gateway to a life he had never imagined before and a new world awaiting him.

As she moved back against him, he put his arms around her as if to wrap his body about hers as much as he could. To be her shield, or her blanket against the chill of the night, and to feel her warm softness against him. His young manhood had risen to hardness again and he flushed as the shaft rubbed against her ass and the head pressed against her back.
 
Somebody getting a little... hungry?

She almost purred the words as she wriggled her hips against him
 
He groaned as she shifted and her soft cheeks seemed to almost stroke his manhood. "Uhhnn, yes," he answered in a throaty growl, "I've been hungry but getting hungrier. Can you blame me?"
 
Maybe we should fix that... so you can concentrate better

She smirked and wriggled again.
 
“Y-yesss, ma’am,” he gasped as she moved again and sent sparks of pleasure jolting through him.

He leaned down to kiss her neck and then ran his tongue along her earlobe before murmuring, “I think I need your help to fix it though. Will you help me with this hard problem? Please, Annika.”
 
Yes... beg...

Her words a soft gasp feeling his tongue and the soft murmur and need to his voice. Her eyes half closed as she glanced back over her shoulder to look into his eyes.
 
Beg?

Beg.

There was something to this. Something deep and powerful. Her eyes shone as she looked back at him and her gaze held him. He felt again as if he were at some boundary between the life he knew and...and he didn't know what.

She wanted him to. God, and he needed to satisfy her want.

"Please, Annika," he said, "I want you to help me, need you to. I'm, I'm desperate for it, for you to touch me, to give me your approval that way. It almost hurts that I don't have it yet, please, I beg you, please, help me."
 
Hearing the pleading made her purr as she moved and she guided his hands to her breasts and her hands began to trace lower. Her eyes holding his as she studied each reaction to her every touch
 
He sucked in a breath as she took his hands and pressed them to her luscious and pert breasts. "Oh, God, you feel wonderful," he breathed as his hands began to move.

He felt her hands moving as well and the faintest touch of those careful, clever digits on his skin brought him a thrill of pleasure and stoked the fires of his hopeful lust.

Marcus' hands gloried in Annika's tits; massaging and fondling the sweet flesh, his thumbs rubbing over her aereolae and nipples. The youth lowered his head and kissed the crest of each, just below her collarbones. Then he moved to her right breast and kissed along its' full curve and up, his hair brushing it's left partner, and then down the slope. Fervent and eager, he covered her breast with firm kisses and light, caressing licks.
 
She smiled pleased with him a soft gasp at the sensation of his hands and lips and reveled in that for a while. Her hands continuing to explore and caress his abs chest back and that solid proof of his desire.

So very very hungry...
 
Small shivers and thrills of sensation went through him at her slightest touch. The feel of her hands exploring and caressing his strong, young body was sweetly intimate, erotic, and there was a sense of pride in him at her continued interest.

All of him was hers. Did she know it? He'd have to tell her, find some way to show her.

He moaned into one perfect breast as her hands again returned to touch his needy phallus. He was so hungry for her, so ready for her to take him. But all in time.

Marcus ran his tongue again over the nipple of her luscious orb and then flicked it with the tip. His eyes were half lidded and almost seemed hypnotized as he took it between his lips and began to suckle with gentle urgency.
 
Letting him play there for a little bit she smiled and began guiding him to shift around a little. She more from him but she did not want to lose her grip and exploration of that young hungry manhood in her hands.
 
Marcus felt her moving and let his lips slip from her breast to look up at her, and then nod, shifting his own position in response to her guidance. His lips pressed to sweet skin as she directed with those subtle movements and his hands did like to them, caressing over the strong and pure beauty of her body as her motion dictated.

All the while her hands explored and worked his need engorged shaft, drawing shaky moans and soft, whimpering gasps from his throat.
 
Guiding his lips lower still on her she wanted to see how talented his tongue was elsewhere but did not want to let go of playing with his eager young manhood.
 
The position was starting to get a little awkward. She was guiding him lower on her supple, sinfully sweet body and he felt a slightly tense anticipation about what she wished his mouth to do for her. God, and he'd love it!

But she also seemed to be enjoying touching his rock hard, throbbing phallus and, fuck, it felt amazing!

Marcus lifted his head, "Let me move a bit here, Annika, that way we can both have what we want. Unless you want it differently, just say so." He shifted from her grip, a shuddering moan slipping from him as her hands left his cock. The tall young man slid to lay on his side with his head just above her knees and his body curling around her and open to her use and touch.

His warm lips kissed up her right thigh, then to the other, breathing in the scent of her glory. He licked his lips and dared to bring his face to her sex and then kissed her damn, pretty lips in a long, firm, hungry kiss.
 
Gasping at his kiss her eyes closed as she maintained her soft caress of that ever eager hunger. She pressed her hips into his hungry kiss enjoying him curled so close against her fingers moving from that eager young firm hunger to caress over more of his body as well.
 
The sound of her gasp made his manhood twitch and jump against her hands. That he had drawn that sound from her made him feel both pride and an eagerness to hear more such joyful noises from those perfect lips.

He kissed her slick, pretty pussy once more and after a long moment, let his wet, warm tongue slip from between his lips to slide over her slit. Upwards and down, he licked her cunt from crown to base and back again with steady, deliberate pressure. Her taste filled his mouth and her scent flooded his nose; Marcus moaned into her, never imagining she would taste to rich and muskily right.
 
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