Blessings of a Healer Ch. 05

"Stop touching yourself."

"... What?" She continued to pump, and he smirked.

"You heard me. Place your hands above your head."

Ialia swallowed as she stared at him, but she obeyed, reluctantly releasing the grip she had on herself and holding her hands together above her head. He continued riding her in long, hard thrusts, his fingers digging into the juncture where her legs joined her hips as he felt his orgasm start within the very pit of his belly and groin before he felt it explode into her. She clenched around him, pressing her groin against his and wiggling her hips as he spasmed a bit against and within her, his shoulders shaking slightly.

One of his hands slid up her side, gently cupping the side of her breast for a moment before touching her face. One of her hands went up to rest atop his, and he slowly pulled out of her, lowering her rear end back on the bed before reclining at her side. She pulled his hand down from her face, and led it to her groin, and he smirked down at her. She batted her eyes at him, and he chuckled at that.

"Now that's more like it," he whispered, welcoming her assertiveness as he wrapped his hand around her and started pumping her firmly. She slumped against the bedding in enjoyment and relief, and he lowered his head to place kisses along her face. She kissed him back, catching his lips and sucking on the lower one, causing him to groan softly in pleasure. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her hands caressing and rubbing his back at times as their make-out session intensified, lips now battling for dominance.

A soft whimper escaped into his mouth as he felt her stiffen, sensing that she was near orgasm. He continued his firm pumping, using her precum as a bit of lubricant, and felt her bite down gently on his tongue as she orgasmed, her essence spilling onto his hand and spurting onto his stomach.

He gave her several more careful pumps, ensuring that she thoroughly enjoyed her orgasm, before he released his grip on her and disengaged himself from her embrace. Reclining back on the pillows, he glanced down at himself, seeing several gobs of her release on his stomach, and more on his hand. As she watched, he started licking his fingers clean.

"Clean my stomach," he commanded gently as he sucked his thumb clean. Instead of fetching the sponge, she lowered her head and started licking him, drawing a surprised but pleased groan from him. She reminded him of a cat licking up drops of cream as she ran her tongue along his abdominal muscles.

He was tempted to rouse himself for another round of lovemaking, but decided to hold off as he watched her complete her task. There would be more than enough time in the future for them to continue to strengthen their intimate bond, and at the moment, he was happy to simply set aside thoughts and worries about the revolution and current and upcoming issues and simply bask in the afterglow of their shared pleasure. Azan smirked to himself as he stared up at the ceiling, feeling Ialia cuddle up next to him.

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