Page 84 of Witch Queens: Tales from Oz

“Just get on with it,” I didn’t want to hear about anyone else, not complaining. I didn’t want there to be anyone else—ever.

“Terribly romantic,” there was a distinct lift on the left side of his mouth.

“I aim to please,” I remarked with sass and then gasped as he pulled out and rammed back inside of me.

“Goddess above!” I screamed.

“No, just me, Jake, but thank you for the compliment.”

Snarky bastard.

He picked my hips up with his hands and kept shoving himself inside of me. But with this new angle, it was starting to feel different—good different.

“Ah!” I moaned loudly as he hit the right spot.

“Ha!” he let out a growl of approval and then began to pump, hitting that spot repeatedly until I was screaming out.

I wasn’t sure whether I wanted him off of me or deeper inside. I had never felt this way and worried that I might be coming unglued.

His thrusts became militant and I suddenly had a burning pressure in my lower abdomen.

Did I need to pee?

“Stop!” I cried out, “I need to go!”

He growled fiercely and thrust even harder. I knew that I would have bruises on my hips from his fingers.

Then I was coming, my body convulsing in a myriad of pleasures as my body squirted cum all over his cock and balls.

His face contorted as he spent himself deep inside of me.

“Fuck, Mombi,” he rasped, “I didn’t know you were a squirter, that is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.”

I couldn’t catch my breath, “I-I didn’t know it either.”

His eyes darkened, “Have you never done that before?”

My flush started at my breasts, “No?”

I saw the territorial look on his face.

“Only with me,” he wrapped me in his arms.

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“ERM! MOMBI! MOMBI!I hate to interrupt your meeting, but there is someone here to see you.”

Brad’s voice filled the office.

I sighed, moving out of Jake’s arms to hit the speaker button on my phone.

“Tell whoever it is to fuck off.”

Jake snorted with laughter.

Brad came on again. This time he seemed as if he were whispering.

“I don’t want to do that. I like my head where it is and don’t have the sudden urge to be eaten.”

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