"Now is my turn to show you my gratitude." I kneel right next to him; I start taking off his underpants, and he helps me. His erection pops out; I grab it and appreciate the hardness, the warmth, the softness of the skin. Gently, I run my palm on his tip and rub the fluid on his length. My hand firmly closed around him, I start going up and down, watching his face react to the simple moves of my hand. I increase the rhythm, his godly features getting all messed up by pleasure, and he starts moaning loud. I can't believe how much pleasure I have myself, only by giving him some. My free hand reaches for my panties; it glides under it, my fingers in my wetness, I feel the relief of their coolness. My left hand still going up and down his penis; my right hand widely palming my overheated clitoris. I feel his hand on my ass, dangerously nearing the spot between my legs. His trembling fingers put away the tiny band of soaked material that covers my opening. His fingers are cool, like mine; I press my lower body against them, and he slowly thrusts his thumb inside me and presses against the walls of my vagina.
I lean forward, my left hand still firmly closed on his penis. I caress his tip with my tongue, tasting him; then I put my lips around him, and go down slowly, registering whole new sensations, feeling him with my tongue, pressing my lips as hard as I can, sucking hard, feeling him in the very back of my mouth; and I go up again, the soft, lubricated skin gliding perfectly inside my mouth. "Katniss… god…" I hear him moan. "You don't… know… the effect… you can have…" Actually, I think I do, I think, smiling inside.
His fingers go up the path from my opening to my knob; he presses it, then starts circling it. I suck harder; he presses harder. With him still in my mouth, I gasp and moan. He laughs. "I like the noises… you make." He struggles to take my panties down a bit. And suddenly his whole palm is rubbing between my legs, pressing hard, going fast, and I feel like my clitoris is going to explode, it's on fire, and it still begs for more. I arch my back, my mouth leaving his penis, and my right hand instinctively joins his, and our fingers intermingle; he struggles to sit up, kneels in front of me, and wildly cups my boobs; then his mouth is all over my body, his kisses wide and feverish. Our lips meet, I embrace him and pull him to me, and I feel his penis against my clit again, and the rubbing of our torsos is just delicious, and we kiss savagely, our hands running on our melted bodies, and suddenly I'm laying on the bed and he's all over me, he's inside me too; our rhythm is erratic, the release is not far. I close my eyes and let the fireworks explode over the entire world.
