Page 21 of The Witch's Cottage
Slowly, I glide my hand up and down his length, which isconsiderable. I still can’t see his cock clearly, but feeling it, I’m more than a tad bit intimidated by its size. Even so, I continue to stroke him from base to tip, and I smile against his mouth when he grows harder in my hand.
In response, the spot between my legs throbs, hungry for its own attention.
Breaking our kiss once more, I whisper, “Alden?”
“Hmm?”
His voice is husky, and his eyes are still closed. I continue stroking him.
“I want you to taste me.”
Now his eyes flash open to meet mine. He glances between my eyes, and I slow my strokes so he can focus. “Are you sure?”
My whole body is hot from the spring and our kiss, but I can still feel an additional flush rush into my cheeks as I nod. “Please.”
His hands shift on my hips, and I let out a little squeak of surprise as he lifts me clean out of the water and turns around to set me on the bank.
The air is so cold against my wet body that it makes my nipples harden, drawing Alden’s stare. Then his gaze slides down the length of my body to my legs, which are just slightly parted around him.
With a slow movement, Alden spreads my legs further, exposing my most private place. Feeling his eyes on me makes my clit throb.
I shift back onto my forearms as Alden’s hands trace up and down my thighs. His tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip, and I let out an involuntary whimper.
I want so badly to feel his tongue against me,insideme. Ineedit, or else I’ll surely implode.
Alden’s eyes meet mine again. Using one finger, he starts at my little tuft of green hair, then moves down, dragging a moan out of me as he touches my clit through my folds. His finger pauses at my entrance, hesitates, and then slips inside. He moves it slowly into and out of me, building me up to the point where I forget the cold air against my wet body and the mud and leaves sticking to my bare skin. All I can focus on is him.
Removing his finger from me, he holds it up in the light, and we both watch as my wetness drips from his finger. The look that comes over him as his eyes catch mine makes my toes curl on the muddy bank. Holding my gaze, Alden bends over me. I draw a breath. The anticipation mounts.
And then his mouth closes around my clit, and I let my head fall back as a wave of pleasure washes over me. His tongue is warm and wet as it drags up and down my slit. He licks me like I’m a cone of honey-flavored ice, like he doesn’t want to miss a single drop. And when he plunges his tongue deep inside me, I arch my back and let out a breathy moan that even Faunwood must hear.
Gasping, I lift my head to look down at Alden. I want to see his face between my legs, see what he looks like with his tongue buried inside me. His lips glisten with my wetness, and he pushes his tongue deep inside me before dragging his mouth once more to my throbbing clit and sucking lightly on the bright pink bud.
And it’s enough to almost make me cum.
“Alden,” I gasp.
“Hmm?” His mouth rumbles against me, and I have to fight back the orgasm that’s trying to sweep me away.
“Fuck me,” I whisper. “Please.”
I don’t have to ask twice.
In one smooth motion, he reaches for my hand and helps me up, then wraps his arms around my waist and lifts me off the bank. As I sink back into the water, the heat takes my breath away, reminding me of the cold air as the steam rises around us.
Suspended in the water, I wrap my legs around Alden’s waist. He slips his hands down to my ass, taking one cheek in each palm. With a slight movement, he positions me over his tip, and I’m already gasping as his head just barely presses against my entrance.
It’s so big, I don’t know how I’m going to take it.
“Relax, little witch,” Alden whispers into my ear. The tickle of his breath sends a tingle down my spine, and I feel my pussy soften, trying to let him in.
I pull back to look into his eyes. They’re so dark brown I could get lost in them, could frolic through his irises collecting the gleaming flakes of gold and hoarding them like a dragon hoards its treasure. I’m still staring into his eyes when he presses deeper into me, the head of his cock now pushing inside me, his length coming next. Gasping, I tighten my hands around Alden’s strong neck.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asks.
And I know he would if I willed it. But I don’t.
I shake my head, biting my bottom lip. “Keep going.”
