Page 29 of Defy Me

"How about now? Now would be good. Isn't it mine turn to melt your brain?" She couldn't wait to explore every inch of his body.

"We're nowhere near that point yet. But I'll concede a little." Jett released her arms, but only so he could kiss his way down her stomach, swirl his tongue around her belly button and rip open the fly of her jean.

There went one more piece of clothing she wouldn't be putting back on in the morning. Only one more left. He yanked the jeans down her legs and tossed them to the floor with all the other tattered pieces of fabric.

"Yvaine. Are there seriously little unicorns all over your panties?"

Duh. "Yes. What else would there be? Dragons?"

"This dragon would rather be inside of them." He pushed her legs open and kissed a very strategically placed unicorn that sent all kinds of lava pouring through her body. He used his teeth, gripping the material between them and yanked the scraps off of her.

"Ouch." Having her panties ripped off sounded more fun than it was. She was going to have welts.

"Let me kiss it and make it better." Jett nibbled his way from the inside of her thigh, until she was going mad waiting for him to actually kiss her. She pushed her hands into his hair and gripped it tight not letting him move a centimeter. Finally his tongue pressed along her folds and growled long and low. "You fucking taste like sweet cherries and the ripest peaches. I will never get enough of you."

Jett lapped at her, swirling his tongue around and around, up and down, until her legs were trembling and she couldn't think straight. "Please, Jett. Please don't stop. I'm so close."

He flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit and then sucked it between his lips, scraping his teeth over the ultra sensitive bud. Her hips bucked trying to get more of his rough touch and she cried out his name. "Jett, oh yes. Jett, Jett."

Those stars she saw earlier exploded into super novas that collapsed in on themselves sucking every bit of air from the room. Her whole universe shrunk to only Jett between her legs and then exploded sending her consciousness into a thousand million pieces when her orgasm slammed into her body sending her so far over the edge, she wasn't sure she would ever come back.

Duck Me, Babe

Yvaine wanted her turn to melt Jett's mind, but it was already mush and he hadn't even come yet. Fuck, she hadn't even touched him. He was on the verge of absolute bliss from hearing her little moans and gasps of pleasure. The way she gripped his hair, pulling on his scalp, guiding him to exactly the way she wanted his mouth on her had his cock rock hard and weeping to be inside of her.

Geshtianna and her succubus coven had taught him well how to give a woman pleasure, but it had always been just part of the act. Give pleasure so he could take his own. He'd never gotten anything more out of it than being allowed to get his own rocks off. It had never been like this.

Yvaine squirmed and cried out his name, pressing her delicious wet cunt into his mouth. He fucking loved it. She tasted like no other woman he'd ever been with. Literally she was the flavor of sweet berries and brown sugar and cotton god-damned candy. But when she climaxed, it was like drug-induced rainbows exploded in his head. Her orgasm was the best time he'd ever had in or out of bed.

Her body went limp under his mouth and Jett gave her one more long lick and dropped his forehead to the mattress, breathing just as hard as she did, trying to regain his composure.

The tiniest giggle erupted from her. "I think I've been doing orgasms wrong, because that was...something else."

Jett nipped at her inner thigh and then crawled up onto the bed and over her. He took her mouth in a long hard kiss and she moaned when he pushed his tongue into her, letting her taste herself. Not stopping for even a moment to let her catch her breath he reached between her legs and teased her entrance with two fingers. "We've only just begun. I intend to watch you come apart for me this time. Your orgasms are intoxicating."

"Again? Already? That one was so overwhelming, I don't see how I could possibly--"

Jett pushed his fingers through her slick folds and homed in on her hard nub. When he pinched and stroked the ultra sensitive flesh her mouth popped open into a wide O and her eyes crossed. Mmm. Yes. That's what he wanted to see. He kissed her again, tracing her lips with his tongue and then propped himself up on one elbow to watch her come for him. He paid very close attention to they way her body responded to his touch and repeated every stroke that had her moaning.

"Oh man. Oh, oh. Jett, what are you doing to me. I...I." He swirled his thumb over her clit and her hips lifted off the bed.

Her eyes shut and she thrashed her head from side to side. She gripped the comforter tight in each fist and arched her back. Her tongue snaked out and she bit down on her lip stifling her cries.

"Come for me again, love. Let me hear your cry out my name."

She thrashed and tried to close her legs and he didn't let her get away for even a second. "Come for me right now, Yvaine. Give me your orgasm. It's mine, only mine."

She threw her head back and her entire body shook, contracting with the force of her climax. She didn't scream his name this time, her voice was a hoarse cry. Jett replied in kind, her name on his lips as a wave of pleasure hit him. Holy fuck, she was projecting her orgasm onto him, pouring the rush of feel good chemicals and hormones into his body. They were already so tightly connected that he couldn't imagine what it would be like when he finally brought their bodies together and made them one.

They both gasped for air, panting hard. Jett sucked in a long deep breath working to get himself back under control.

"Where did you learn to do that?"

Oh shit. He definitely should not tell her about fucking around with any succubus. "You don't want to know."

She grinned at him and shrugged. "Okay."

Okay? Just like that? The absolute trust and faith she had in him felt almost as good as making love to her. He didn't understand how she could give him everything. He'd earned none of it, deserved even less. He was going to be a greedy fucking bastard and take everything she would allow for as long as she would.

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