<em>~ Maddi with Elijah, in his hut ~</em><br/><br/><br/>Her hand taking the place of his mouth, leisurely stroking him she lifted her head and looking into his eyes answered him, "Nothing else...... just you..... and sleep," she said simply and then her mouth joined her hand and, working in tandem, the latter worked up and down, twisting as it went and the wet tight suction of her mouth worked it magic on his sensitive head, her lips bumping against her fist as they beat in time.<br/><br/>She could feel the tension rising in him and taking note of his reaction to it just now, she slipped her hands downwards, cupping his balls and deep-throated him again, this time sucking strongly up and making her lip-covered teeth a tight 'O' of pressure as she went down.<br/><br/>She remembered being taught by a girlfriend she made on a European trip how do do this, and the first time she'd actually done it on a man the feeling of intense satisfaction it gave her to have a man cum deep in her throat.  Whether is was the hidden submissive in her speaking from deep inside, she didn't know, but it thrilled her in such a deep erotic way.  And there was something different about doing it for Elijah too, perhaps because he had been so unselfish as to give her an orgasm before he broke his two year long fast, but it seemed so special, so loving, this gift to him.<br/><br/>She felt his hand rest on her head, the light unconscious pressure from his fingers telling her how fast he needed it. Letting his brain find out he was in control Maddi followed the tell-tale signs, and then as his fingers threaded into her hair and made their directions more obvious, spurred on she worked harder and faster at his release.<br/><br/>When she felt his balls tighten and the swelling of his cock, a fraction before the first rush of heat and spurt of his cum she took him deeply, swallowing to milk him. She still moved as his hand directed, smaller deep thrusts, until he was nearly spent and then she pressed back against his hand, letting the last one trail across her tongue, sucking him gently so she could taste him, the tang of his hot salt making a quiver run through her, as her body told her his taste made her want him even more.<br/><br/>After gently licking him, her hand caressing his belly, she lay down beside him, snuggling into his side, her head on his shoulder, letting him enjoy the moment and his breath subside.  Her fingers ran across his chest for a moment, until they too felt too tired to continue, and then rested on the strong man she'd just made love to.  The small mark on her hand, reminded her of just how miraculous this moment was and the rosy heat of it warmed her, making her smile.