Anya Bast - Witch Fury

After a few more moments of oral torture, Theo jerked her upward and pushed her back onto the bed. She fell against the soft comforter and Theo stared down at her like she was a five-course meal and he’d not eaten for weeks. She was more than willing to offer herself up on a platter.

“Take your bra off for me.” His voice was low and a little harsh. “Then take off your panties. Do it slow.” Her breath caught a little, but she did as he asked, the silk sliding along her skin as she removed her final bits of clothing.

His gaze roved her nude body restlessly. “Part your thighs.” She spread her legs, revealing her warm, damp sex to his eyes. Doing this made her feel so vulnerable. She knew how she looked to him. Her nipples were hard little peaks and her clit was excited and pulling from its hood. Sarafina wanted him to touch her so badly.

Theo raised his gaze to her face. “Do you know how beautiful you are?” She moistened her lips with a tongue that had gone mostly dry from the look in his eyes. “I feel beautiful whenever you’re looking at me, Theo.” She paused. “I feel even better when you’re touching me.” “Your clit is excited. It’s swollen and just begging to be petted. Stroke it. Show me how you want me to touch you.” This was a game she’d never played before. She hesitated at the request, but then held his gaze as she allowed her hand to drift downward between her thighs. As she circled her clit with two fingers, Theo stroked his cock from base to tip, his eyes on the motion of her hand. She watched the muscles of his arm flex as he touched himself, making lust flare through her body as if it was he who touched her.

Slow, melting pleasure blossomed from her sex and spread throughout her body as she caressed the aroused bundle of nerves until she balanced on the precipice of an orgasm. She tipped her head back into the pillows, her breathing coming faster.

Then Theo was there beside her, his tongue playing over one erect nipple while he toyed with the other. “Is that good, Sarafina?” he murmured. “Is that how you like to be touched?” He placed his hand over hers as she worked her clit, driving herself closer and closer to climax.

“Yes,” she whispered.

“And this?” he asked, sliding first one finger deep inside her, and then adding another, stretching the muscles of her sex. “Does that feel good, too?” Sarafina moaned and dug her heels into the mattress as he drove in and out of her.

“Are you going to come?”

She nodded and whimpered, unable to reply.

Theo maneuvered downward and moved her hand away. While still stroking his fingers deeply in and out of her, he sucked her clit into his mouth. His tongue skated up and down against it, pushing her straight into a climax.

Ecstasy poured over and through her, making her cry out. Theo held her down, his tongue and mouth sucking her clit until it hurt, then felt good again, and then made her sputtering orgasm fire back into life. Once again, she was moaning under him.

Theo flipped her before she could catch her breath and dragged her beneath him. She spread her thighs and lifted her buttocks as he pulled her hips up, fitting them together, her bottom to his pelvis.

His cock found the hot, slick, already well-pleasured entrance to her sex and pushed inside. Sarafina clawed at the blankets and pillows as he stretched her muscles more and more with every inch he gave her.

Theo’s legs braced her thighs apart and his huge hands held her motionless as he slid in to the root. She gasped at the sensation and the massive way he filled her. Her sex plumped with need once more, eager for his touch.

Theo stroked her aching clit with one hand, bracing the other on the mattress beside her, and began to thrust. His cock slid out to the crown and then back in, over and over, faster and faster. Sarafina’s climax crashed over her body, her sex pulsing around his thrusting length.

“Ah, Sarafina,” he groaned as he came.

They collapsed together onto the mattress, a tangle of sweaty limbs and heaving chests.

Sarafina laughed, just for the joy of it. There’d been a couple times when she’d had multiple orgasms with a man, but it had never been like that. It had never been so deliciously intense.

Theo drew her close and kissed her lips, her eyelids, her cheeks. “I hope that means it was good.” She nuzzled his throat. “Mfph,” she murmured, then fell silent. Apparently, her verbal capabilities were spent for the time being.

After a few moments of cuddling her, he reached down and pulled his jeans up from the floor. While he dug in his pockets, she flopped bonelessly back onto the pillows and stretched like a cat. For the first time since they’d entered the room, she noticed something other than Theo. They were on a king-size four-poster bed. Antique furniture scattered the room and a fireplace lined one wall. Nice place.

Theo rolled over with a groan and handed Eric’s business card to her between two fingers. She took it and turned it over. His cell and home phone numbers were listed there.

“Eric gave that to me to give to you,” said Theo, settling back against the pillows with a deep sigh of pleasure.

“Uh-huh.” She chuckled and shook her head. “You have to give it to the guy, he’s relentless.” “Yeah, well, he’s about to relentlessly smash his face against my fist,” Theo muttered with his eyes closed.

Sarafina chuckled. “Temper, temper, Theo. Anyway, you have no cause for concern.” She ripped the card in half and tossed it to the floor.

Theo popped an eye open, then reached out, snagged her, and pulled her against him. One tug and she was beneath him on the bed with his big body covering hers. “I know. Don’t you think I have more confidence than that?” he asked right before he kissed her.

Sarafina went speechless as his lips traveled down her jawline, her throat, and then latched onto her nipple. He worked it with his tongue and gently nipped at it until her sex warmed and tingled yet again.

She squirmed beneath him. “Ah, Theo, I think you’re going to make me come again.” Her voice was a mere whisper. “I’ve never been so incredibly multiorgasmic in my life.” “Mmmm.” He reached down amid the blankets and found her clit and stroked it, making her gasp. “Maybe you’ve discovered a new talent. I’ll help you practice, okay?” He brought her slowly to climax this time and when she finally came under his fingers and tongue, he latched his mouth to hers and consumed every last gasp of pleasure she made.

While she lay sprawled noodlelike across the bed, he rolled off, pulled on his boxers, and exited the room, leaving the door open. Sarafina lay staring up at the ceiling trying to will herself into motion and failing miserably.

A few moments later he returned laden with shopping bags. “The concierge delivered the stuff we asked for. I figured you were hungry, so I ordered a couple cheeseburgers for us off room service. The food will be here in about twenty minutes. Just enough time for us to take a shower. That okay with you?” Her stomach growled. “Did you order fries?” He nodded, rummaging through the bags.

She pushed off the bed. “Then it’s great with me.” She walked over to Theo, who was taking all the purchased items from the bags. She distracted him by tilting his face toward hers and kissing him.

Theo dropped everything in his hands and pulled her against him, slanting his mouth across hers and kissing her deeply until she was dizzy. He picked her up and walked her toward the bathroom. She wrapped her legs around his waist and held on for the ride, chuckling against his mouth.

One-handed, he worked the faucet in the shower. The spray of hot water hit them both as he stepped inside, Sarafina still in his arms, laughing and kissing him.