She felt him lengthen and thicken in her mouth, and she pulled back and off. Her hand took over now, pumping him, stroking him, and Viking knew that the end wasn’t just near. It was here.
“Oh, f**k,” he managed to say, just before he lost all control. “Iris… Iris… God, Iris…”
She watched as he came, his seed shooting out and hitting her chest. The pulsing heat warmed her from the outside in, and she slid his c**k between her small breasts, enveloping him in her softness. He cried out again, an inarticulate sound of almost-pain, and shuddered as she moved him up and down, coaxing every last drop from him.
Viking’s brain took a while to function again. She’d short-circuited it, he was damn sure about that, and he just floated on a hazy cloud of pure bliss for a minute. When she released h
