At long last, I am back! Sorry it took so long. Thank you for waiting. I assure you it was worth it.
That kiss was all Moxxi needed to get her second wind. As Mordecai's lips touched hers, her vigour returned and her desire took flame once more. The gentle caress, at first as light as a butterfly, swelled and surged. Her teeth brushed his cheek, her tongue traced the line of his jaw, sucking, nibbling. Her mouth let out revitalized breaths before taking possession of his lips once more.
Their tongues still intertwined, she placed her white hand on Mordecai's tanned chest. Gently, yet assertively she pushed him onto his back. The hunter gladly obliged.
"You really are-," she whispered between kisses, "God's gift to fucking, do you know that?" Her excited breaths were hot on his sweaty skin.
She did not grant him enough respite to answer. A muffled "Mhm." Was all he could manage with his tongue held hostage by the femme fatale's rapacious mouth.
"I think it's time to return the favor." Her voice was husky and dripping with lecherous hunger.
Mordecai's eyebrows couldn't help but give a keen waggle when she sent him that wicked look. She bit her lip, took a deep breath and ran her hand once more through his tangled dreadlocks. Moxxi briefly but passionately pressed her lips on his for a final time and made her way southward. She gave his nipple a jolting tug, graced the many scars on his taut abdomen with a swarm of loving pecks and grasped his thighs. She let her sharp fingernails run over the soft skin of his inner thigh. The sudden, sharp pain let a stifled cry burst from Mordecai's lungs and his eyes darted down to the vixen between his legs. The buxom brunette purred and answered his gaze with glowing eyes. She ran her tongue over the glistening pillows of her lips and placed a calming smooch on the slender red streaks left by her nails. She could feel his leg muscles twitch under her soft caress.
Moxxi let her supple hands glide up his thighs. She ran them up his six-pack and back down again, teasingly slow. All the while skimming tantalizingly close to his rock-hard, enticing erection. His shaft was flushed and throbbing, still slick with Moxxi's own juices.
Her mouth was watering. She bent down to his root and ran the tip of her tongue all the way up the underside of Mordecai's hot shaft. She could feel him tremble under her touch. His musky scent filled her nose. Hastily she returned to his base and gave him another lick, slow this time, and diligent. She worked her way from the root to the summit with the whole surface of her tongue and engulfed his glans with her plush lips, hungry to take in every single note of his essence. The amalgamation of his sweat, precum and the remains of her own nectar overwhelmed her senses and made her eyelids flutter. A muffled sigh escaped through her nose.
She nuzzled his scrotum, intoxicated by his scent. With a gentle suck she let one of his balls slip past her lips. She let it fill her mouth and indulged in its aroma, the feeling of it against her undulating tongue, the relishing moan it elicited from Mordecai. Moxxi explored the folds of his scrotum, circled his orbs and slathered them until they were covered with a glistening layer of her drool. Her breaths came deep and yearning.
Voraciously she cleaned Mordecai's penis with her roving tongue, lapped the cocktail of juices off the hot skin. Every droplet sent shivers down her spine and surges of bliss down her nerves into the tingling pink folds between her legs. She slurped and drooled and traced the course of the pulsating veins below his skin with meandering sweeps. Her lips engulfed his glans and her tongue swirled around it in indulging spirals, tickling his hole, flicking his frenulum and tracing the crown. A delirious moan rose from Moxxis throat. The wanton sound set her cheeks and tongue and succulent lips into gentle vibration that resonated in every single cell in the hunter's taut flesh.
He gasped and blew the air out in a breathy whistle. "Oh, así. Solo así mi amor," he whispered under his breath. Mordecai reached down and ran his hand through her chestnut curls. He grasped her hair at the base of her head and tenderly directed her head up and down while she kept sucking on his trembling manhood. He let out a luxurious, drawn out sigh and drifted away on a cloud of carnal heaven, supplemented by Moxxis slurping and lecherous moans.
Slightly out of breath, Moxxi eventually had to let his shaft slip out of her mouth. On her drawn-out breaths rode the sounds of relish and delight. She was reluctant to let go, but it was high time for something even better. She separated her lips from the engorged aching erection and gave it a few final sweeping brushes with her dripping tongue. Then, she finally crawled back on top of Mordecai. She bent down low so that her nipples skimmed his chest and raised her juicy behind high in the air, all the while keeping her gaze transfixed on Mordecai's steely eyes. Her flared hips swayed tantalizingly and let her butt jiggle ever so slightly as she moved toward the hunter, lithe and graceful like a large cat.
She caught his lips and overpowered him with a slow, luxurious kiss. Now, she was the huntress and he the prey.