RETH
He had her on the blanket and panting in no time, but there was still a frantic tension in him that need to be reassured. He had to have her, but he needed to see her while he did it, to soothe the beast in him that feared a stealth attack.
So as he tongued, and stroked and rolled with her, he struck on an idea.
Once she was whispering his name and arching her breasts against his chest so that the beast within him snarled for release, he slid down her body, kissing her neck, her collarbone, down to her breast and taking the peak in his mouth as she arched into him.
