Chapter 14

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

STEVE

I barely understood how it happened, but Billie knelt in front of me, completely topless, with my swollen cock in her hand, as she stroked it slowly up and down. Her soft hand wrapped around me was already making my vision hazy. I didn't know pleasure like this existed. I was going to explode at any minute, and then Billie asked if she could kiss and lick my cock.

I breathed deeply through my nose and nodded. The idea of her soft lips wrapped around me sounded too amazing to turn down. My eyes were half-open, in some dream state, like none of this could be real, but every touch anchored me to this moment. Billie scooted forward to give her better access to me. Her full breasts were on display and unlike anything I'd ever seen or imagined. They were larger than my hands, with dusky pink nipples that puckered when I touched and licked them. She really seemed to like it when I sucked on them, and it made my cock leak even more copious amounts of precum. Sadly, her breasts were now out of reach as she knelt over my lap, but I was too curious about what was going to happen next to stop her.

She grasped me firmly around my knot and then took my whole cock head into her soft, warm mouth. I jolted involuntarily at the overwhelming sensation. Stars danced in front of my eyes as her tongue slid down my length. She just continued, taking as much of my cock as she could, all while still pumping the base of me with her hand. Her tongue dragged along the underside of my length as she took me deeper. Then I felt her suction her lips around me and suck up and down with her mouth at the same pace she pumped me with her hand. The onslaught of sensation was almost too much for me. Not only was I experiencing pleasure I didn't even know was possible, but it was being provided by Billie. Billie, who I'd watched and admired for weeks. I bit down on my hand to prevent myself from letting out a strangled cry.

"Billie," I moaned, "that feels incredible. But I don't want to choke you, and I'm going to go off any second."

Billie popped her mouth off my cock and looked up at me through her lashes.

"What if I want to feel your cum shoot down my throat and taste all of you?" She asked, never stopping the slow, steady rhythm of her hand.

"You—you want to swallow my cum?" I could barely get the words out because, first, I was completely shocked that was something she'd want to do, and second, she hadn't taken her hand off of my cock. My brain was shortcircuiting.

"Absolutely," she said. "Just let me know when you're close. You can also set the pace, you know. Just use my hair to move me up and down so I can learn how fast you like it."

I was at a loss for words. I just stared at her, slack-jawed, like an idiot. She gave me a wicked grin and leaned back down. The sensation of her hardened nipples resting across my hairy thighs was almost more than I could bear.

This time, instead of taking my cock into her mouth, she dragged her tongue from my knot to my tip, before licking up the pre-cum that continued to flow from my slit. I throbbed at her attention, my balls tightening, ready for release. After she had sufficiently licked every part of me, she took my cock back into her mouth and wrapped her fist around my knot again. She slid and sucked me up and down, but a little too fast, and I tentatively grabbed her hair.

"Slower, deeper," I barely choked out.

Billie adjusted, taking her time as she wrapped her lips around me, dragging her tongue along the underside of my cock in a way that made me feel as if all my nerve endings were lighting up. She took me as deep as she could, and I felt myself brush up against the back of her throat as she tried to swallow me whole.

"Billie, I'm gonna—" I began to say, but it was too late.

My cock swelled and pulse as I exploded. Stars swam in front of my eyes as I came harder than I ever had. Billie was undeterred as she pumped and sucked me through my orgasm as if wanting to wring every lost drop out of me. When she finally sat up, she had an adorable dribble of cum leaking out the side of her mouth. I wiped it up with my thumb and she pulled my thumb into her mouth, sucking off every last drop. Something about her sucking it was incredibly erotic.

"You like my cum?" I asked, bewildered.

No one had ever tasted my cum before. I didn't even know that was a thing.

"I loved it. I loved seeing you lose control because of what I was doing to you. How was that?"

" How was that? Are you serious? I will have this evening etched into my memory for the rest of my life as one the best experiences I have ever had!" I cried.

"Well, that's really only the beginning, but I think it is a good start," she said, climbing back into my lap. She wrapped her legs around my waist and placed her head between my collarbone and jaw, breathing deeply. She sighed.

"How is it that you smell so good?" she asked.

"Uhh.. Soap?" How could she be attracted to my smell? I knew mates were drawn to each other's smell, especially during intimacy, but I immediately dismissed it. We only had one-quarter orc between us. And she was human. She wouldn't be able to smell me in that way.

"No, I know what our soap smells like. It is something completely you. It's intoxicating." She took another sniff of my neck before licking the lobe of my ear.

I buried my face in her hair and realized she also had a distinct smell that was her own—not the smell of the soap, though. She smelled sweet, like a fragrance I didn't have a name for. I inhaled again as she lazily stroked her hands up and down my back. After a moment, I realized I hadn't done anything for her. She'd just made me orgasm harder than I ever had and now was sitting in my lap, stroking me lazily, not asking for anything in return.

"Uhh, Billie?"

"Hmm?"

"What about you?"

She pulled back, confused. "What about me?"

"Well, shouldn't I…" I trailed off, having no idea what I should be offering, so I just gestured vaguely toward her lap like a moron.

"I would love that, but it is a little more involved for me, so I think we can save that for a second date—that is, if you want to go on another date?" She chewed on her lower lip, as if my answer would be anything but yes.

"Are you kidding me? I don't want this date to end." I pulled her into an embrace.

I wanted to hold her so close to me that I absorbed her. I dragged my fingers slowly up and down her spine, inhaling her scent. My cock perked up again. I felt her chuckle.

"Ready to go again already?" She smirked.

"Is that not normal?" I asked, surprised. "Orkin can come many times in a row."

"Hmmm, Piper neglected to tell me about that part," she said as she pulled out of our embrace, smiling. "That will come in handy if we continue down this road."

" If ?" I asked, my voice taking a very inopportune time to crack.

What did she mean by ‘if'? This was the most amazing date I'd ever been on, even considering I'd never been on a date. Maybe Billie didn't have as good of a time as I did. She seemed to enjoy kissing and liked me playing with her breasts, but maybe she'd had better. She'd hinted at having a lot of relationships in the past. I would understand if she didn't want an inexperienced orc she'd have to teach every step of the way. I scrunched up my face, trying not to think about how much it would hurt if she just wanted to be friends after this.

"Hey, hey," she said softly. "Where'd you go?"

"Well you said if we go on another date. Do you not want to?" I dragged my fingers through my hair and averted my eyes, afraid of her answer.

Billie looked nervous. "Steve, I very much want to go on another date with you, but I need this to be different from the relationships I have had in the past. I mean, based on you being… you, I am not particularly concerned, but I have some unlearning to do. Most guys I've gone out with I have wanted a second, third, fourth date, and they've ditched me once we've fucked. So I get scared to get my heart involved."

"So these men just wanted sex, not a relationship?" I asked, unable to keep the disgust out of my voice.

"Pretty much." She shrugged.

"And you wanted a relationship?"

"Not always, but a lot of the time. I would hope for something more, but I would just get ghosted."

I cocked my head to the side. "Ghosted?"

"The people I was seeing would just disappear. I'd never hear from them again," she said, stroking a strand of hair behind my ear, "I guess it would be hard for you to ghost me, but I could wake up and find out that you all decided to head back to your tribe in secret." She smiled sadly.

I didn't know how to explain to Billie that she would have the opposite problem with me. After one date, I was already worried about falling too fast. I would never ghost her. I never wanted to let her out of my sight. I entertained a brief fantasy of kicking Reykr out of our shared room, just so Billie and I could fall asleep in each other's arms. Reykr could share with the other two, instead.

But based on what Billie had explained to me, I didn't think asking to move in with someone on a first date was normal, so I would have to assure her without overwhelming her.

"I definitely want to go on another date. And another. And another." I couldn't help it. It just slipped out.

Billie laughed and pulled me in for a kiss. She tasted of my cum, and somehow, this made me even harder.

"I have no hesitation. I will go on as many dates as you want. But we should stop here for the night. I want to be able to sneak back into my room before anyone notices I am not in the showers."

She climbed off my lap and began putting her breast contraption and tunic back on, and I was sad the moment she covered up her glorious chest. I never wanted her to wear a tunic again.

"We need to get back," she said. "You're still okay with keeping it quiet so we don't have the entire tribe watching us?" she fidgeted with her tunic.

I dragged my fingers through my hair. "Yeah, I don't want any of the guys asking me about this yet." I wasn't sure I was ready to tell anyone, even Reykr.

"You go and head back to your room. I'll wait a few minutes before I head to mine." I sighed at the thought of her leaving. "When can we go on a date again?" I needed to know before I let her leave.

"Are you free tomorrow night?" she teased, knowing I was free every night.

"Yes, of course."

"I'll think of something fun," she said before giving me one last kiss and heading back toward the village.

I didn't know what she had in mind, but I hoped it would set me on fire like tonight had. I felt more radiant than the mushrooms, glowing brighter than the moon. I couldn't wait to get even closer to her.

And if that involved even fewer clothes, well, I'd be thrilled.