Page 80 of Bewitched & Bewildered
Juniper doesn’t seem to care about anything but my hard cock. She pushes down my pants to reveal it, her eyes glued there. I don’t think I have anything to be insecure about—but I’ve been with Vanessa for so long… and she wandered off to someone else.
She was the first and last person to see me like this. I bury my insecurities.
Her hungry eyes flicker to meet mine. She swallows thickly, and I watch the way her throat moves. I hold her neck again, brushing my thumb against the middle.
She wraps her hand around my length. Her thumb swipes against the head of my cock, wetting her finger with pre-cum.
“You’re so big,” she whispers.
Heat rises. I don’t know what to say, but the words help put my worries at ease.
My lips part. She lifts her thumb and licks it as if she’s savoring the slightest taste of me. Her pink tongue darts out to swipe against her thumb, and I’m in awe, my eyes darkening at the sight.
I tighten the hand around her throat, and she lets out a moan.
There’s so much I want to do with her. I want her on her knees, begging for me. I want her from behind. I want to stare into her ocean eyes while I fuck her into oblivion…
But I don’t know how long I’ll last if she lets me shove my cock down her pretty throat right now.
With my hand still around her neck, I guide her through the small apartment. There’s a couch, a kitchen island with stools, and a bed. We navigate around the furniture to get to where I want her.
“I need you in my bed.”
“Oh!” She makes a soft sound of surprise as she falls into my king-sized bed. Her long hair splays out among my sage sheets. Juniper is the picture of beauty. The sight of her alone has me throbbing with need.
“I’ll make you beg the gods for mercy.” Kneeling on the floor, I grip her thighs and pull her to the edge of the bed.
“Oz…”
Without responding, I bury my face between her thighs and inhale her sweet scent. I bite at her thigh, savoring the sound of her gasp. Her graceful fingers grasp the sheets.
“I thought you were done paying me back…?” she breathes.
“I’m never done.” This is only the start. I’ll do this as long as she lets me. I lick a long stripe, lapping up every bit of arousal she’s left for me. She’s soaked. Each taste is sweeter and wetter than the last. My eyes flicker up, watching the lust painted on her perfect, round face. “I want to live here. Let me die between your thighs.”
Her back arches as I lick the same spot, desperate to make her come again. My cock is still hard, and I take it in my hand, stroking myself as I lap her up.
She is lush. Each sound she makes is sensual, throaty, and raspy. To push her to the edge is nearly enough to get me off.
I won’t. I need to feel her around me. It’s the only chance I have.
“Gods. Goddess. Please.” Her last cries come out as I knew they would. Her thick thighs wrap around my head to keep me in place.
I won’t move. I lick and suck until she releases her firm grip. Juniper writhes on my bed, gripping the sheets, as I tower above her.
She watches through heavy lids as I stroke myself. My eyes wander over her body. She’s on display for me, a feast, and I want to try it all. Uselessly, she motions with her fingers, reaching to me. Juniper wants to take me in her velvet touch, but I won’t let her.
She’s given me everything I need. I’m hard without a single touch from her, and all I want is to feel her warm, wet pussy around me.
“I’m going to fuck you until you forget your name.” I move onto the bed and kneel between her legs.
“Yes,” she whines.
I rub the head of my cock through her arousal, sighing as she coats my leaking, needy head.
“Do you want me to turn around?” she asks.
The question comes out so earnest—it’s nearly innocent. It’s tempting. I want to worship her ass and take her from behind, but…
