Claire was the type that got a lot of pleasure out of giving to her partner. No one could ever accuse her of being a pillow queen. And while not exactly dominate, she could be very aggressive, when it came to things she wanted in bed. And she'd been thinking about doing this all week long.
Slowly, she let the tip push passed the gentle seal of her lips, keeping light pressure, as she went as far as she could go. Frustratingly not as far as she'd done on passed boyfriends, but they'd never been nearly as big as Wesker was. She'd be able to go farther with practice, but that was for later. Right now, she could still do plenty.
At first, she kept it shallow, drawing back so just the head was in her mouth. She teased and caressed with her tongue, exploring to see what and where he liked things. Then she worked down further, and started a rhythm, bobbing her head and keeping pace with her hand around his shaft, to compensate for what her mouth couldn't yet handle.
He didn't expect her to be able to take his full length, nor did he want her to try. Wesker couldn't imagine it being very comfortable, and if she was going to go down on him, he wanted her to be able to enjoy it.
While she explored him with her mouth, he threaded his fingers through her hair; not applying pressure or directing her, just to be touching her and show his appreciation.
His breathing became heavier, and each time her tongue stroked a sensitive spot Wesker made a soft sound in the back of his throat. His cock stiffened further under her touch, the soft skin contrasting with the heavy hardness.
She pays attention to the sounds he makes, and gives special focus to the places that get the best reactions from him. She goes until hey had starts to ache, and then pushes herself a little longer. But eventually, she pulls back, a bit breathless, rubbing two fingers into the muscle just below her ear.
With her jaw sore, Wesker thought it would be the perfect time for her to relax while he had his turn. In a few swift movements he bent to lift her up and lie her back on the bed, his red eyes glowing as he admired her for a moment. Claire was beautiful. He'd thought so since he'd met her.
Hooking his fingers under the waistband, he slowly dragged her panties down her long legs, taking his time to savor the view.
When the fabric was discarded, Wesker settled between her legs and gave her clit a soft, teasing lick, slit pupils focused on her face to see her reaction.
She forgot to breathe, and only realized she'd been holding her breath when that first stroke of his tongue slid across her sensitive bundle of never. It all rushed out of her on a low "Oh fuck".
The sight of him nestled between her thighs was just as erotic as what he was doing there. Instinct pushed her to close her eyes, to savor the pleasure and let herself fall into it, but she resisted. Those eyes watching her watch him, just flat did it for her.
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Slowly, she let the tip push passed the gentle seal of her lips, keeping light pressure, as she went as far as she could go. Frustratingly not as far as she'd done on passed boyfriends, but they'd never been nearly as big as Wesker was. She'd be able to go farther with practice, but that was for later. Right now, she could still do plenty.
At first, she kept it shallow, drawing back so just the head was in her mouth. She teased and caressed with her tongue, exploring to see what and where he liked things. Then she worked down further, and started a rhythm, bobbing her head and keeping pace with her hand around his shaft, to compensate for what her mouth couldn't yet handle.
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While she explored him with her mouth, he threaded his fingers through her hair; not applying pressure or directing her, just to be touching her and show his appreciation.
His breathing became heavier, and each time her tongue stroked a sensitive spot Wesker made a soft sound in the back of his throat. His cock stiffened further under her touch, the soft skin contrasting with the heavy hardness.
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Hooking his fingers under the waistband, he slowly dragged her panties down her long legs, taking his time to savor the view.
When the fabric was discarded, Wesker settled between her legs and gave her clit a soft, teasing lick, slit pupils focused on her face to see her reaction.
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The sight of him nestled between her thighs was just as erotic as what he was doing there. Instinct pushed her to close her eyes, to savor the pleasure and let herself fall into it, but she resisted. Those eyes watching her watch him, just flat did it for her.