Part two. Feel the heat!
Moxxi's exquisite loins captivated his gaze. Her stockings reached barely halfway up her thighs and above the silken garters their ivory skin was unveiled. He followed the course of her lissom limbs from the ankles hugged by white kidskin boots up to where they disappeared under her tailcoat. He admired them first with his eyes, then with a finger, then with the palms of his firm hands. Little more than a loincloth in the front, the folds of her coat hid little from his sight, but it was more than enough to undermine his composure and enthrall his mind.
"What's wrong, Sugar?", Moxxi winked, "Weren't you in a hurry to get out of here?"
Mordecai gave her an engaging smile. "Well... I also said that I could never turn down another drink." He raised his eyebrows meaningfully. "And now my hands are free."
"Hrrrrrrrrr", the brunette purred like a contented cat while leering at him with narrowed eyes. She grabbed him by his collar and pulled him close for a ravishing kiss. "And that is exactly how you do innuendo."
The hunter smirked cockily and gently slid a hand around her inner thigh. He slipped under the purple flap of her coat and moved towards her steamy, yearning core until he felt the smooth silk of her panties. They were already moistened by her arousal. Through the fabric he sensed the heat radiating from her tender flesh. His caressing fingers cupped the gentle curve of her mound and tickled and traced the cleft between her labia. Moxxi leaned back and he leaned in, lovingly massaging the supple skin, he teased and whipped up Moxxi's fire until her breaths came deep and relishing.
Mordecai knelt to kiss her sensitive thigh and moved aside the purple cloth that was still veiling Moxxi's groin. His heartbeat quickened and his mouth watered when he caught sight of her sodden lace lingerie. The thin fabric had become all but see-through and did nothing at all to hide a pair of plump, blushed labia.
"Look at that, I think you tickled it." The brunette sighed blissfully from above. "This is what you do to me."
Mordecai winked and shook his head. "Not even close." He placed another kiss on her thigh and cheekily squeezed the base of her groin.
The unexpected tingle made the barmaid wince and suck in a short sharp gasp.
He did it again, and with his tongue prodded the spot where Moxxi's pink, glowing clitoris pressed against her soaked panties. He could feel its hotness pulsating through the fabric.
Another gasp escaped her throat when he cupped it with his lips and sucked it into his mouth. She wanted more. She pushed her pelvis forward and leaned on her elbows to give him better access. Moxxi's left hand found its way to one of her heaving breasts and rolled the taut nipple between her fingers.
Mordecai's lips and tongue treated her mound and the white skin of her thighs, but it was not enough. As flimsy and as soaked as it was, her underwear was still a barrier to her pleasure. She thirsted to truly feel his caresses on her bare flesh.
Finally embracing her urge, his fingers slipped under the waistband of her underwear and when Moxxi felt them circle around her butt she hastily raised her hips to help him wiggle off the turquoise silk. The hunter ran it down her thighs and even managed to turn the hectic procedure into yet another caress. He tickled her creamy skin with the lacy briefs until they reached her leather-clad calves and tangled around her ankles. Mordecai struggled to pull the sodden knot off entirely, but Moxxi stopped him.
"Good enough!", she moaned in her fruity voice. She pulled her ankles away from his fumbling fingers, stretched out her endless legs and raised them up into the air. The graceful motion suddenly blessed Mordecai with a tantalizing rear view of her glistening womanhood. He couldn't help but gape at the panorama but the barmaid brought down her legs again far too soon for his liking. Suddenly her feet were planted behind the hunter's head and the panties that still shackled them together rubbed at his neck. The polished leather of her boots flanked his angular jaw.
He sighed theatrically. "There I am again. Trapped by you with no way to escape and nowhere to go."
Moxxy bit her finger and raised an eyebrow. "Just the way I like it," she chaffed but then she bent her legs to draw him closer to her groin. Her thighs fell to the side like an opening curtain and suddenly left Mordecai just inches away from her invitingly splayed, dripping labia. The fine strands of glistening wetness stuck to her skin and spanned the gap between her inner thighs
He winked at her from below, "Just the way I like it", and planted his firm lips on her mound. There was no more need for banter.
Mordecai's warm tongue traveled along the wet gulch between the yearning lips and drew a sigh from Moxxi's throat. He delved deeper and tasted her lust. He explored the depths of her pleasure box and massaged her thighs with avid hands.
"Wow, yes! Keep it coming!", Moxxi hummed and reclined on the bar to fully indulge in the service.
He kissed her mound again and slathered it in saliva and her own juices. He lapped at the frothy slit once more before blowing a soft breath of air over it. The sudden freshness cooled her heated skin, but not her blazing desire. He circled her buzzing clitoris and made her gasp at the sudden intensity, but she didn't shy away. Instead she sighed and dug her hand into his coal black dreadlocks to guide him.
"There! There- Oh! That's the magic spot", she moaned as electric bolts of of bliss whizzed through her body. Her voice was trembling.
Mordecai swirled around her throbbing clit and suckled on it and savored her intoxicating sweetness.
Her breaths now came fast and shallow, interwoven with whimpering moans of ecstasy.
He fucked her soft depths with his tongue, flicked her love button faster until he felt her thighs tense up and a pressed moan rolled past her clenched teeth.
She climaxed. The muscles of her pussy constricted around his tongue in waves of rolling convulsions, hot nectar squirted into his mouth as she came. He kept tenderly massaging her soft folds until her body calmed down.
Finally Moxxi relaxed her clutching grip on his hair. She gazed at him and stroked his blushed face. On the tip of his beard glistened droplets of her sap like flawless creamy pearls.
She bent down, still struggling to get her panting breaths back under control. She took his head in both hands and enveloped his slathered lips in a ravenous kiss.