Clajak parted the folds of her sex, looking at her secret flesh with hungry eyes. He examined her with an almost clinical thoroughness, his fingers tracing every wet nook and cranny. He took her clitoris between his thumb and forefinger, rubbing the button of flesh.
Jessica cried out as intense pleasure tore through her belly. Clajak immediately released the sensitive nub, an animal growl rumbling through his chest. “Easy, my sweet little Earther,” he said. “I will not have you exhaust yourself so soon.”
“Please,” was all Jessica could think to say as she reached for him. The sharp blast of pleasure left her weak and trembling, but some primal part of her brain whispered that it had been only a taste of joys to come.
“Lie still,” he ordered. His palm smacked a warning against one buttock, and the warmth of the strike fed the heat of her sex. She grasped fistfuls of the lounger’s cushions to keep herself under control.
Satisfied with Jessica’s reluctant obedience, Clajak returned to his slow exploration. He traced his finger through the wet slit of her sex and brought it to his mouth. He sucked her honey from his finger slowly, relishing the taste of her. Jessica moaned and her knuckles went white in the effort it took to remain still for his caresses. Again he coated his finger in her juices, and again he tasted, his closed eyes telling Jessica he enjoyed her flavor.
His finger once more ran through over her sex, and continued down to trace slow, teasing circles around her anus. Jessica was surprised at the pleasurable sensation; it wasn’t the spearing thrill of her sex, but that part of her anatomy offered a low hum of anticipation just the same.