The combination of fingering and pleasuring her clit seemed to be too much, because in just two minutes, she was about to climax.
"Oh fuck! I'm cumming!" She let out amidst short breaths. With that, her legs that were on his shoulders wrapped around his neck, locking him in a vice-like grip, forcing his face even deeper into her pussy.
Not that he needed to be forced. Gareth could feel her clamping around his fingers and quickly intensified his efforts. With a few more thrusts, she erupted like a volcano, showering him in her juices.
His mouth which was still clamped over her clit, involuntarily swallowed some of her juices. He stood up, panting, watching the countess ride the last wave of her orgasm. His mouth was still dripping with her juices that dripped onto his already drenched shirt.
"Damn, she's a squirter." He thought to himself while wiping the last remnants from his mouth. With a smirk, he asked.
"Are you satisfied with my performance, my Lady?" He asked, though, the question seemed irrelevant. If she wasn't satisfied, she wouldn't have squirted like a fountain. However, in order to keep up the act, he had to ask.
"Hah Hah." The countess, who was still reveling in her ecstasy, couldn't even hear him completely. She was panting heavily, trying to catch her breath after her orgasm.
"That was amazing." She was finally able to mutter after catching her breath. Her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Gareth's pants. Seeing the very defined bulge, she bit her lips, debating whether she should just strip him of his clothing and pounce on him right now.
However, she quickly regained her calm. She wasn't going to lose her rationality so easily. Her eyes looked up to see the delighted expression on his face. While she had only muttered her response, it was clear he had heard her.
Seeing how a positive response from her brought such a joyous mood on his face, she didn't know what to think. The look on his face reminded her of a golden retriever, a dog that would become happy with just a modicum of praise.
However, when she remembered how he ravished her a few minutes prior, her mind couldn't bring itself to sync it to him. While he was eating her out, he was like a wolf, relentless in the assault of his prey.
He didn't stop, didn't hesitate, even when she was choking him with her thighs, something that he shouldn't have been able to do, given her strength. Now, as she stared at him, the silhouettes of a wolf and a dog hovered around him in her mind, daring her to find out which one he truly was.
"My Lady?" His words brought her out of her thoughts, as she focused her gaze on him once more. Then her lips twisted into a beautiful smile, one that could make the hearts of any man flutter.
"I didn't know you were so talented. You move like a man who is very experienced. Are you sure rocks were the only things you were mining before?" She asked in a more joking tone.
Before he came, she had checked every detail about him. The fact that he was still a virgin couldn't remain hidden from her. She just wanted to see his response. And he didn't disappoint.
"I haven't been with a woman before. My Lady would be the first." He said with a somewhat shy smile. Though his words were a bit embarrassing, his gaze never left hers.
Hearing his response, her smile grew even wider. To think she would be the one to take the virginity of such a handsome boy. It was a wonder whether it was something fortunate or unfortunate.
Well, for her, it was certainly a good thing. However, good things had to wait. To be savored at the right time. For some reason, she didn't want to do it here. She didn't want it to be an act rushed just for momentary pleasure.
She wanted to take her time with it, to savor it, savor him, before she devoured him entirely. This was a first for her. Usually, she would have been content doing it anywhere decent, not caring for morals or the thoughts of her partner.
But as she stared into those pale green eyes, she couldn't help but shudder at the thought of him finally entering her. From the bulge in his pants, she had a feeling he wouldn't disappoint her like the others before.
It wasn't love. Certainly not. She viewed such an emotion as beneath her, something her mind and body wouldn't even entertain. She was too experienced to fall in love just after their little escapade. It wasn't as if he was the first he would do it with, and he damn sure wasn't going to be the last.
Heck, he wasn't even the only one in her manor right now. As soon as she had that thought, a faint tingle surged through her, her pussy threatening to start releasing liquids once again. She looked at him once more before shaking her head.
'No, not yet.' She thought to herself. She shook away all her depraved thoughts before finally focusing her attention back on him. With a quiet grace that didn't match her current appearance, she spoke.
"Well, for a first timer, you certainly seem to know your way around a woman. Plus, it seems you are much stronger than normal men."
The countess remembered how he was able to withstand the crushing of his neck with her thighs. Something that would have been hard for a normal man to do. Though she was controlling her strength and wasn't actually trying to kill him, the fact that he was able to resist her so thoroughly spoke immensely of his strength.
Her mind wandered back to the report she had received about him. How he worked on an empty stomach and was still able to deliver the results of two grown men for a consecutive number of days.
"Does he have...?" As soon as the thought appeared in her mind, joy, different from the sexual kind, flowed through her. If he indeed had what she thought he had, then she would have done more than pick up a boy toy for herself.