Page 42 of Witch Way to the Diapers

She reached up, grabbing his arms and tugging him down. “Lick me. Fuck me. Do something.”

“I’ll lick you first.” He lowered his head to breathe over her exposed clit. That alone sent shudders racing up her spine. She watched him inhale. “Then I’ll fuck you. I’m growing desperate to feel you.”

He continued to glide his fingers over her folds, slipping them just barely into her and then pulling them back. Thedelicious torture drew a moan from her. “Please. Goddess. Please, just lick me.”

She’d never wanted a man this badly. Never felt this wild need. Never.

He ran his tongue over her sex and up to her clit. A breath hissed from her lips. She arched her back, pushing her hips closer to his mouth. His tongue flattened against her pussy, greedily lapping at her sex like he’d been starved for a taste.

“Oh, Sayer,” she moaned.

Fia couldn’t believe the feelings racing through her on the rug in front of a hot fire. Sayer licked her pussy, drawing circles and dragging against her aching entrance. “Oh!” She gasped a breath. “Your tongue…wow.”

He lowered his head to slide his tongue into her, thrusting and retreating with short, smooth jabs. His nose pressed at her clit, and with every rumble from him, her entire body vibrated. Her legs shook. Her pelvis bucked against his lips. It was amazing. She had no fight left in her. It was impossible to get a straight thought anymore.Take him.

He pulled his tongue from her sex and replaced it with his fingers. Her hips took on a mind of their own, and she rocked back and forth, riding his fingers, looking for the release that drew near.

“Come, Fia. I want to lick it up when you do,” he rumbled. “I want to press my face into you and lap at every ounce of your sweetness. You taste so delicious. All for me,” his voice grew rougher. “All mine. Just like you, beautiful. Mine.”

He pumped into her in quick strokes with one hand and tonguing her clit at the same time. Her body gave, clenching hard around his fingers. So hard, she couldn’t hold back the scream bursting from her lips. Shivers racked her as pounding pleasure shook her to the core.

He raised his head, lifting a hand wet with her slickness to his mouth and sucking each finger. Every time he slid a dripping wet finger into his mouth, his eyes glowed brighter. A low growl sounded from his chest.

She tugged on his hair, pulling him up and mating her lips to his. The desperation returned twofold. There was a need to have him inside her now. She curled her legs around his hips and flipped them, so he was on his back, and she straddled him.

He cupped her breasts, flicking his thumbs over her engorged nipples and massaging her tits. “Your curves are gorgeous.”

She hadn’t been expecting that. The look in his eyes spoke volumes. He was highly turned on by her body. Something that made her even wetter than she expected.

She shouldn’t be feeling so physically connected to Sayer. She was still getting to know him. But her body and soul were. The need was so great, the attraction so explosive, she could only give in.

She wiggled her hips, her breath punching out of her lungs hard. He slipped between her slick folds, pressing hot and hard against her aching flesh.

Oh, that felt good. So damn good. She grabbed the base of his cock, lifted her body, and put his thick length at her entrance.

“You want me inside you?” he grunted.

“I do,” she breathed. She lowered a fraction. Enough for the head of his cock to enter her channel and spread her wide.

He groaned. “I smell you,” he growled.

She bit her lip, sliding farther, taking more of his length. He was big. She remembered how tight he fit her last time and her body heated at the memory. All that did was turn her on more.

“Oh,” she moaned, pressing her hands on his chest and sliding down. “That feels so good.”Goodwas not the right word, but her vocabulary was reduced to basic words at the moment.

His hands slid down from her chest to her hips, biting into her flesh and taking control. He yanked her down, impaling her.

She gasped, her heart thundering in her ears. There was no doubt in her mind that he had burned himself into her insides with his hot, large length. She wheezed out a breath, digging her nails into his chest and meeting his gaze.

She lifted and dropped, undulating her body, so he rubbed the insides of her channel in ways that made her eyes roll back.

She started riding him with a wiggle and a swish of her hips. She gave a soft cry as he hauled her down hard, pressing her flush over his pelvis, grinding their bodies together.

“Oh!” she moaned, her body tensing as she rose. He dragged her back down, her pussy fluttering around his cock. “Oh, my god.”

A growl sounded from him. The rumble traveled through his body, sliding to his cock where it made his shaft vibrate.

She couldn’t stop. Control deserted her long ago. She wanted to feel the tension growing inside her break loose. With every surge and drop, she tilted her hips, taking him deeper. Her breaths came out in choked moans. They moved faster. Faster. Until she was practically bopping on his length.

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