The Powerful Pride of an Immortal (Immortal Supers Book 4) Kurtis Eckstein (psychology books to read TXT) 📖

After catching my breath, I pulled away to find her lips again, remaining how I was in between her legs. She then twitched when I moved around a little, just to tease her, only to hiss the second time.

“Too sensitive,” she whispered.

I kissed her again, and then held her gaze. “Did you enjoy that?” I asked seriously, moving just a bit to tease her again.

“Y-Yes,” she squeaked, her face still flushed. “B-But now what? Hiking?”

I smirked at her. “Didn’t you know that round two is even more fun than round one?”

“R-Round two?” she repeated.

I kissed her on the nose this time, still smiling. “Yeah. It doesn’t have to be over with just one orgasm. And it takes longer the second time. If you want to,” I added.

Her lavender eyes were wide, before she nodded hesitantly.

This time when I moved to tease her, she moaned, reaching up to grab my face and pull my lips to hers, while sliding her butt down a little more on the seat.

Round two wasn’t as nerve-wracking for her, and was a little more gentle, but also more passionate. We kissed and kissed as I slowly worked on her, finally telling her to rub herself, since I knew she might be able to get there a couple more times, before I did, with the right stimulation. She almost seemed shocked that I would recommend that, as if she didn’t know she was allowed to pleasure herself while having sex.

But then once she got going, her passion only escalated, her moaning and whimpering becoming even more unreserved. Her legs strained against her leather pants again, keeping them from spreading, her back arched, and she accidentally screamed a second time, slapping her own hand over her mouth as she continued to whimper.

I chuckled this time, planting kisses on her forehead and temple while she tried to collect herself, her body jerking from the pleasure underneath me.

She wanted to change positions after that, so I went ahead and helped her move while keeping her leather pants mostly on, making her get on her hands and knees in the backseat so I could get her from behind. She rested her head on her arms, her butt up in the air, while I attempted for my own second orgasm, only for her to reach up between her legs and begin rubbing herself again.

“Oh, Sam. Oh, Sam,” she moaned over and over again.

I got there before her, but kept slowly moving after a short pause so she could finish her third, muffling her whimpers into the seat.

Knowing she was spent now, I pulled her thong back up, followed by giving her butt another small smack, before getting her pants up too. I was actually surprised by how little blood had been involved, while also not being too shocked since she was a regenerator, even if she was a slower one. From what I gathered, even if she didn’t heal as fast, she did stop bleeding a ton faster than the average person.

Once she wasn’t exposed anymore, I sat down to pull her into my lap to snuggle in the backseat.

“I love you,” I whispered after a few minutes of silence.

She froze solid for half a second, before she pulled away a little to look at me, her eyes darting to my lips. “Sam, I really love you,” she replied just as quietly, before leaning in for another kiss. She then smirked. “Never screamed before while watching stuff online.”

She then unexpectedly blushed, realizing that she’d just admitted to something that she’d never told me previously, even though I was aware of that particular leisurely activity since I’d accidentally caught her in the act once with my second-sight.

I quickly replied, making it seem like it wasn’t a big deal, since I honestly didn’t think it was anyway.

“I have to admit, I kind of liked it,” I teased. “Those uncontrolled screams were cute.”

“Really?” she asked, sounding hopeful.

I nodded, leaning forward to make-out with her again.

She pulled away after a few more minutes. “I feel really gross though. Like, I really need a shower. I’m not really sweaty, but your stuff is leaking.”

I grinned, reaching between her legs and pressing against her, rubbing the leather between her thighs firmly.

She grimaced. “Ugh, not helping!”

“Better get used to it,” I teased, neglecting to mention that we could use condoms. “At least, if you want me to do this to you again. We can probably manage doing this at home too, but it won’t feel as random or spontaneous. It’ll have to be much more planned out.”

She groaned, resting her head against my shoulder. “Okay. Squish away then.”

I was kind of kidding, since, you know – condoms. But hey, I wasn’t going to pass that offer up, really enjoying this kind of teasing. Especially with her.

I kissed her on the forehead as I prodded her some more, slowly working her up until she was unbuttoning her pants to rub down there to go for it again. Honestly, it was kind of hot holding her while she pleasured herself. I felt like most women would be embarrassed to do so, but now that Heidi and I had gone all the way, it’s like she’d forgotten to be self-conscious.

Or maybe she just assumed it was completely normal, since I’d told her to do it during sex. Either way, having her moan, whimper, and tense so freely in my arms while she enjoyed herself was fun.

After that, we just snuggled in the car until the sun disappeared, kissing here and there, and talking a little too, but otherwise just me holding onto her while she was curled up in my lap.

I also continued teasing her some, just to see how she’d react, suggesting things like me taking her out in public when she felt messy, only to discover that apparently the idea seriously turned her on, considering she eventually reached into her pants to rub herself again. I ended up weaving an entire story for her, going into quite a bit of