Page 114 of Bewitched & Bewildered
“Okay, baby.” He sighs. “You can come. Be a good girl. Let me hear it.”
“Or what?”
“Or I’ll stop.”
I know better than to test him, and it’s impossible to hold back my ecstasy. My body is already twitching beneath him. No matter how much I enjoy pressing his buttons, an instinctive part of me longs to listen to him.
He knows where to touch me, rubbing my clit in circles and applying delicious pressure.
I’m whining and twitching, still bent over his lap, when I see stars. There’s nothing for me to hold on to, but he keeps me secure. His free hand curls into my neck.
He slips his fingers back into my soaked hole anddoesn’t stop fingering me until I go still. All I can hear in the room is our shared breaths. My ears ring; my pulse rushes and races.
He helps me to my feet, but I don’t stay there long, collapsing on the bed and spreading my legs.
“What?” He stands, and his eyes are still dark. “You really want more?”
I nod wordlessly.
I want to be a hole for him. He seems happy to oblige, undoing his belt and pants in what may be a record. His shirt comes off, too, but I pay no mind.
His thick, hard cock captures my attention.
I half-expect him to sink into me with haste, but he doesn’t. He stops to kiss me, and it’s soft, nuzzling his nose against mine.
“You feel so good,” he mumbles into my mouth. “I love how you feel around my fingers. Around my cock. Everything.”
“I loveyou.”
The words slip out without permission. My eyes widen, but he doesn’t share the same surprise. He rubs his cock against my center, wearing a soft smile.
“I love you too,” he says.
It means everything—but he doesn’t make it sound like a big deal, and… I can’t be embarrassed for more than a second.
“Oz. I want to try?—”
“Anything.”
“—sex magic.”
He lifts a brow. “You’ve never tried?”
“No. I haven’t.”
I’ve been thinking about it since I found the book in his shop… and I’ve been thinking about it withhim.
I shake my head.
“Okay,” he says. “I can teach you. It’s about summoning energy and focusing on an intention. What is our intention?”
“My bar. I want to put all of our energy into that.”
He smiles big. “We can do that. We need to make sure we both finish, okay?”
“That won’t be hard.”
He groans as he sinks into me. I’m learning to memorize the feeling of how he fills me. It gets better each time. I never want anyone else. It’s only meant to be him, stretching me out, taking me to the hilt.
