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Chapter 12 Part 1 Moonlit Service
The sky was poor all day low, heavy clouds. Looking up, the moon was swallowed by the layers; only in thinner patches did a hazy disc show, ringed by a faint halo of colors.
"What are you staring at the sky for, Yayi? Hand me the towel."
Flicking her hair once more, Lin Jiabi smiled at me.
"Ah, just thinking if there were a clear moon tonight, what a perfect scene it would be."
I picked up the towel beside me and handed it to her.
"You really do let your mind run wild… and don't look at me like that. If you want to play, come into the water I'm not going anywhere."
"Wonderful, but personally, on a night like this, no need to waste time."
"In this damned weather? You call that a 'perfect scene'?"
Laughing, she tossed the towel aside. "Come here, Yayi."
"Here? Outdoors?" I blinked.
"What? Shy now? You like watching the sky, right? When the clouds part, the moonlight will be right above us."
Her head tilted, the slyest smile on her lips.
"Well then… sampling beauty under moonlight as ordered by the Miss."
She snorted a laugh and arched her back on the rock a slab big enough to lie two if needed her curves somehow fuller than before.
"Come here, sir come play."
By the end, the lilt in her voice was pure velvet; even she burst out laughing.
"Haven't said that in ages back at Naked Paradise, had to coax the guests like this."
Watching her laugh so unrestrainedly melted something in me; I sat beside her. The rock was a strange stone not cold at all, even faintly warm.
She leaned into me; my arm slipped around her waist.
We locked eyes hers were a boundless sea of desire.
This temptress could I ever fill her?
"Lie down. Let me serve you. Men always just pounce and take. Only with you do I get to play."
She patted the rock; uneven surface and all, I obeyed.
"Should I undress before you play with me?" I grinned.
"Don't move. Move when I say."
Still smiling, she climbed atop me and pinned my legs with her thighs. Naked as she was, the view from here was obscene those full, spindle-shaped breasts swaying mere inches away.
"You don't move either," I teased.
She understood and thrust her chest forward, sliding her hands behind her shoulders.
The instant my palms met that alabaster flesh, every pore in me stood to attention. Her breasts were full and springy, the nipples soft-stiff rubies. I cupped and kneaded gently, covering her areolas, teasing until they flushed and rose.
My fingers glided across her stiff tips; I hooked my middle finger to flick and play with them.
"Yayi your hands feel so good…"
A soft moan escaped her.
"Haha, Miss, your breasts are too perfect."
"You're gentle, too. I've met many who dive in rough claw at my chest till it hurts, rip the coat with one pull, the bra with the next then pounce…"
"Barbarians wasting a masterpiece. Miss deserves to be savored."
She didn't answer, only reached for my zipper, tugged it down, slid her hand in and pulled my hardening cock free. I exhaled, straightening myself.
Her hand stroked me; I couldn't help the low groan.
Then she bent, licked the glans, and eased me into her mouth, opening wide so my tip nudged her throat. Lips sealed tight, she sucked with steady pressure.
Eyes closed, bliss spreading, I felt the pre-cum slick the head.
She pumped slowly, twirling her tongue over the crown, guiding my glans to her throat from above, lips tight, drawing back with long, deliberate pulls. Her tongue feathered the underside of the head, back and forth, each sweep pushing my nerves higher and higher.
Then just her tongue: a single glide from the base to the tip my hips trembled. Before I could settle, she did it again, but weaving side to side as she ascended.
Her fingers circled beneath the crown, rubbing up and down along the groove while her tongue tip traced lazy circles over the very top.
As the tingling seized me, she opened wider and buried me to the root. The glans skimmed her teeth and slid into a hot, slick sheath, a soft-wet muscle coiling over it, pressing on, stroking along the roof of her mouth, kissing deep at her throat.
Her lips sealed ever tighter I had no time to ease the tingling at my scalp before I fell back into a daze.
Her head moved, slow to fast, pumping with rising speed, wave after wave battering me.
A relentless assault she forgot herself, sucking, slurping, dragging me toward surrender. I forced my breath to steady, to draw it out and savor the impossible service.
But she was too good.
The muscles that hold back release began twitching on their own; the rush blazed up my spine… it was coming
I grabbed her head as the first contraction shot.
The first rope splashed her throat; before reflex could kick, I slipped free and fired the second across her lips; the third streaked her cheek, spattering brows and lashes.
Fourth… fifth… with each pulse, more flew.
I pushed back between her lips and wrung out the last with my hand; she sucked hard, determined to drink it all.
Even as I softened, she teased back the foreskin, pinched the crown, and kept nursing, sending a shiver up my spine.
When I finally pulled free, I took in the masterpiece her delicate face painted with white: cheeks, lips, brow, the ridge of her nose. I took the towel and gently wiped her clean.
"Thanks."
She took the towel and dabbed at herself.
"I didn't mean to coat your face, but you were too good never thought your mouth was that amazing."
She smiled. "Practice with too many partners."
The glow of her naked body tugged at me; I sat up halfway. "Miss, you worked hard. Now it's my turn."
She smiled, "Good remember to serve your mistress properly."
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