Page 15 of Magic on the Prowl

“Shi-” He sucked her neck. Her pulse beat erratically with each lick to her skin. Farther down, he swept his tongue over the top of her breasts.

“Oh,” she moaned.

He dropped to his knees and dove under her skirt. He tugged on her underwear. The material ripped and slid off. Digging her nails on the dresser at her back, she widened her legs and waited. His hot breath floated over her sex. Then he rubbed his mouth over her.

“Roarke, oh, wow.”

One lick. Then another. Breaths pounded hard in her chest. He flicked his tongue mercilessly over her. Her belly quivered as he took long, wet licks through her folds. Stars burst behind her lids, covering the field of her vision in white sparkles.

He thrust his tongue into her channel. Lick. Suck. Lick. Suck. Goose bumps broke over her skin with each swipe of his tongue on her sensitive flesh. His fingers bit into her backside. Cheeks squeezed tightly, he focused on her pleasure center.

Another suck. The ball of tension tightened more. Another flick. She stood at the edge of a precipice, ready to fall into the waves of pleasure. His teeth grazed her nub in a nibble that broke through the tension and shoved her into a tidal wave of bliss.

She bit her lip hard to hold back the scream pushing up her throat. Her legs shook and almost gave under her had it not been for his tight grip. Molten fire traveled through her body in a slow river of bliss.

He pulled away from under her skirt to stand before her. Her dress came off in a quick push down to the floor. That’s when she attacked. Daisy threw herself in his arms, molded their lips together, and kissed him.

Hard.

Desperate.

Aggressive.

Completely unlike her and yet incredibly liberating. He groaned into their kiss. Her hand shot down to his pants. Unzip. He sprang free. Another moan from him and she pulled back to jerk him in her hand while staring at him.

“Do you want me, panther man?” She squeezed at his pulsing member. Then she rubbed her palm over his slit. She jerked again.

“Yes, witch,” he groaned, his voice low and rough.

She lowered to her knees. His smooth, hard, length beckoned her to taste. One final glance up caught him watching her. She leaned forward, not once taking her gaze from his, rubbed him over her lips, and then pulled back. His jaw clenched, but he said nothing.

“Holy!”

She widened her lips around his length and sucked him down her throat. She propelled back and then sucked him farther into her mouth. Her saliva slickened his length. She jerked and sucked him repeatedly. Faster and faster until all she heard was his hard breathing.

“Stop!” He tugged at her hair, pulling her off him.

Grasping her by the shoulders, he helped her back to her feet. She needed more.

He sat on the bed and pulled her to straddle him, his very erect cock pointing up and ready for her.

“Ride me.”

Absolutely. She dropped down, placed a leg over his, and gripped his shaft in her hand. He gripped her hips, helping her with her descent. He stretched her muscles taut. So good. She continued her way down in one quick drive until she was completely impaled by him.

They both groaned.

She lifted, dropped, and then rocked her hips in a quick shimmy. The move rubbed him inside her.

“Oh my!” She gasped. Her moves increased in speed. His fingers dug deep into her hips, urging her up and down his length. Her back arched, pushing her breasts toward his face. He sucked a nipple into his mouth, tugging hard at the little bud. So hard, it felt as though her sex was on fire and the suck had reached her clit.

“Roarke!” she squeaked. Her body stiffened. He increased the speed. She slowed, waiting for the tension to snap. He dropped her hard over his length. Each lift and drop tightened the knot in her more. And then the world exploded. Sight, sound, and light swirled into a mess. Her body shook as tremor after tremor racked her. Roarke stiffened under her. He pulsed inside her. For a moment neither moved, slowly coming down from their pleasure high.

Passion cleared the haze in her eyes. Roarke’s eyes sparkled. He gripped her hair and tugged her head closer. Their lips met. Soft. Sensual. His hands caressed her breasts and pulled her down on the bed to lay beside him.

“That was only the beginning, beautiful Daisy.”

She licked her lips. “The beginning?”

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