“I’m so sorry, Alice.”
I looked up, my finger in my mouth. He looked embarrassed again, his head hung low in shame. I swallowed his honeyed cum quickly so I could speak.
“Your ability to say sorry is very attractive, but I think you’ve been saying it too much. You did nothing wrong. In fact, you did exactly what I asked for. I’m grateful. Though if I knew you’d shoot honey this time, I would have kept you in my mouth and swallowed as much as I could. This stuff is absolutely amazing.”
Bunny sighed and shook his head.
“You’re strange, Alice. I thought it’s humiliating for a woman to get a, well, facial, as I believe it’s called.”
I licked my finger clean again and shot Bunny a mischievous look.
“Nah-uh. Just feels wasteful. But that’s okay, I’ll do my best to get the next one in my mouth.”
His cock, still hard though not as turgid as before, gave a happy twitch at that. I gave it an affectionate peck on the head, making Bunny gasp in surprise.
“Do you need a break?” I asked, licking more cum off my hand.
He shook his head, drawing my attention to his adorable ears again. Blast. Should have used them to tease him. There were so many things to do, and so little time… I clenched my jaw for a moment, released a long breath, and shoved the thought away.
Only the present mattered, and I would handle the fallout of him leaving later.
“But you probably want to clean up,” he said. “I’ll get the floor.”
I sighed, casting a regretful look at the puddle of golden cum around me. I really hated wasting it, but there was nothing for it.
Five minutes later, I was back, freshly showered and wrapped in a towel. Bunny waited on the bed, his cock at half-mast. The room was clean, and when I glanced at the window, I saw it was whole again.
“Thank you for fixing that,” I said, sitting down by his side and running my hand down his back. When I reached the fluffy ball of a tail, I grabbed it and squeezed gently, making Bunny jump.
His cock rose to a full-blown erection, and I grinned, fondling the tail gently. I didn’t know what kind of touch he liked best there, so I went with the way I would usually handle a ball sack. Gentle and careful.
“Alice,” he said hoarsely. “I think it’s your turn now.”
“Mmm, if you say so,” I said, kissing down his chest as I caressed his cute tail. “But first, I want to have a few more licks, so…”
It happened so fast, I didn’t even gasp. There was no time to react. A powerful, whipping force picked me up, shoved me on the bed, and the next thing I knew, I was sprawled on my back with my hands held above my head, my towel gone.
My wrists were bound by something soft and fluffy. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t free them.
Bunny knelt by my side, his gaze slowly sliding up and down my body. He looked intense and as passionate as before, but now, the power balance was completely flipped. He seemed much less like a blushing virgin, and much more like a man who was about to get exactly what he wanted.
“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice sounding scratchy in my suddenly dry throat.
“You know, ever since I wanted you for the first time, there was one thing I wanted to do. My fantasies would change over time, but this one thing remained constant. And I’ll do it now.”
My heart hammered in my chest, and I struggled against the restraints again. No use.
“What thing? What will you do?”
Bunny ran his hand up my side to my face, where he cupped my cheek and looked into my eyes.
“Worship you.”
My surprised gasp turned into a moan when he leaned over and caught my nipple in his mouth, sucking gently. He released it, kissed over my skin to my other breast, and sucked on my other nipple while his warm hands traveled down my stomach and hips.
After he was done with my tits, he trailed kisses over my collarbones and neck, while his fingers teased my nipples and caressed my skin. He claimed my lips in a long, passionate kiss, combing through my hair with his fingers.
I no longer struggled to get free, but my heart kept beating wildly. I never relinquished control in bed, and being made to just lie and take whatever he gave me required a level of trust I’d never thought possible between me and a man.
And yet, I lay there, waiting what would happen. Because we only had today, and since I wouldn’t have to face him the next morning, maybe I could let go, after all.
“You are so beautiful,” Bunny murmured, planting ardent kisses across my stomach. “The sexiest, most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen.”
He kissed down, his chin trailing lightly over my abdomen, and I let my legs fall open, expecting him to go lower still… But he didn’t. He turned left, planting kisses across my hipbone and up my hip, and I huffed out a frustrated breath.
“So full of magic,” he said, his breath ghosting over my ribs. “You have me spellbound, and you don’t even realize it. I’d do anything for you, Alice.”
“Good,” I choked out, when he pinched my nipple. “I’d like to suck my clit.”
He looked up, amber eyes burning over the hard peak of my breast.
“All in good time.”
I let my head fall against the pillows with a whimper. This new Bunny was overwhelming, but also—sizzling hot. The way he teased me was erotic, romantic, and everything I could ever ask for. And yet, it brought me so far out of my comfort zone, I could barely handle it.
Bunny kissed back down my stomach, right to the edge of my pubic hair, and turned to my right hip. I clenched and unclenched my hands as a slow, deep pulse beat in my clit and pussy.
“I dreamed about this so many times. About you, your body, your voice… But reality is so much better. Nothing compares to touching you. I could do this all day, every day, and I would never have enough. You’re exquisite.”
I whimpered, turning my wrists helplessly in the restraints. Bunny kissed down my hip and thigh, and then went on to worship my knee, of all things. I spread my legs wider, trying to lure him to my clit. He kissed up my inner thigh, and then reversed the course, trailing more kisses down my legs and murmuring words of praise and admiration.
When he finally put his hands on my inner thighs and pushed them further apart, I was a whimpering mess. My muscles were tense, my nerves strung tight, and tears burned in the back of my throat.
Because apparently, too many affectionate words at once could cut as deeply as well-chosen insults. I was raw inside and out, my clit and heart aching with Bunny’s relentless adoration.
I waited with bated breath while he stared at my pussy, his face drawn in absolute focus. There was a blush high across his cheekbones, but he didn’t seem shy at all. He was determined.
“Let’s see how fast I can learn,” he said, flashing me an intense look, his eyes pure amber gold.
He buried his head between my thighs, his face so close to my labia, I could feel the warmth radiating from it. And then, he sniffed me.
“Hey!” I protested, immediately trying to close my thighs, and crushing his head between them. “This is no flower patch, mister!”
Bunny lifted his head, caressing my inner thighs soothingly. He looked at my face, slightly confused.
“Of course I know your vagina is not a flower,” he said. “Flowers are boring. And your scent is textured, unique, and intoxicating. Smelling you has just made me so hard, my penis hurts. Please, don’t deny me. I want to smell you every time I get a chance, fill myself with it. Please.”
That confession completely disarmed me. My reaction had been born out of shame, because I thought my natural smell wasn’t very pleasant. But the way he talked about it was so reverent, so earnest, I had to believe him.
“All right,” I said, relaxing my legs. “But I have a request. Could you say ‘cock’? And ‘pussy’? I won’t lie, ‘penis’ takes me out of it a little.”
“Cock,” Bunny said, his cheek coloring. “Pussy. All right. May I please smell you pussy, Alice?”
I shook with silent laughter at the formal request, but nodded. In a flash, Bunny’s head was back between my legs, sniffing, and as he did, more cracks appeared in my armor, bringing back that vulnerable feeling. I swallowed unshed tears and took a shaky breath, focusing on his ears twitching between my legs to get a grip.
This was sex, for God’s sake! People didn’t cry during sex. Right?
When Bunny’s tongue finally lapped at me, a shudder went through my body. I was aroused, all swollen, with nerve-endings just begging for touch. That first, delicate lick was mind-blowing.
He was so careful at first. He lapped between my labia, taking care to taste every inch of me there. He spent a long time licking my pussy opening, and when he finally reached my clit and licked it, making the hood slide over it, I cried out from the sudden burst of pleasure.
He looked up, blazing eyes staring at me over my stomach.
“Right there, Alice?”
I nodded frantically, and that was all the encouragement he needed. Bunny lavished my clit with attention, focusing on it with obsessive intensity. He licked against the sides, attacked my clit directly, pushing the hood aside with his tongue, and interspersed quick flicks of his tongue with longer, deeper licks.
I directed him with words at first, but when he got the hang of what I liked best, I lost the ability to form coherent sentences. But apparently Bunny could follow my moans and pleading whimpers as well as words, because he performed flawlessly.
I shook, my clit feeling too big, too tender. It grew hot, so hot it seemed cold, and then slightly numb. Overwhelmed with sensation. My stomach was tense, muscles hurting, and all the time, it felt like my orgasm was just a moment away.
But it wouldn’t come.
“Stop,” I finally said, shaking. “I’m sorry it’s taking so long. Not your fault. I’ve never come from this, actually. So it’s all right to stop now. You must have had enough.”
Bunny emerged, looking dazed and entirely not tired or frustrated, as I had expected him to look.
“I’ll never have enough of this, Alice,” he said, voice hoarse. “This is my favorite thing in the world and I want to keep going. Do you really want me to stop?”
I licked my lip, undone again by his calm confession. Truth was… I wanted him to keep going. As long as I needed. I wanted to be the star of the show for once, and he was willing, so all that remained was for me to allow myself to enjoy it. Unapologetically.
“No,” I said. “Please, keep going. You can suck on my clit, maybe?”
He smiled with evident delight and pushed his face into me. His hot mouth enveloped my clit, his tongue running circles over it and then… and then…
“Oh God,” I moaned, when he sucked, at first gently, and then harder. I thrashed, driving my hips up, moaning loudly.
He was relentless, sucking hard and then lightly, caressing me with his tongue. I shook, my muscles so tense, I was afraid they would break. And even though my orgasm felt like it would come crashing any moment, it didn’t.
But this time, I didn’t stress it. I rode the wave, giving in to the rhythm Bunny set. My body followed him, the pleasure increasing when he went harder, and humming warmly when he slowed down.
I got lost in the sensation. The world shrank, and there was only me and my body alive with electric tension, and his warm, big hands holding my hips in place, his face pressed to me, his mouth sucking my clit, his tongue…
The orgasm crested and crashed, taking me by surprise. I arched my back high as violent shudders rocked through my pelvis and up my spine, electric charges going off inside me as my clit lit with ecstasy.
Bunny licked me through it. I was silent, my body so tense and hard, I seemed to hover above the mattress. The longest, most powerful orgasm in my life, it just went on and on until I finally flopped on the bed, breathless and boneless.
“No, stop…” I said weakly when he still lavished me with licks and kisses. My clit throbbed, his touch hurting in the aftermath of my orgasm.
Bunny slid out from between my legs and watched me with blazing eyes, looking very pleased.
“You did so well, Alice,” he said, caressing my cheek. “It was beautiful.”
I blinked. Another wave came crashing out of the blue, and I couldn’t hold it back.
I burst into tears.
