Page 61 of Hazel's Choice
This fantasy was flipped when I had it, but this works too.
Hazel smiles against my lips when she gets my shirt fully untucked and unbuttoned.
I stumble a step when she uses her back to shove off the wall, and I’m even more surprised when she guides me to lean against it in her place.
Her warm hand wraps around my horn, and the other reaches between us, guiding my crown to her opening. She sinks down, her heels digging into my ass.
“Fuck, baby doll,” I groan.
“You were being kinda slow,” she says, grabbing my jaw with her free hand. She’s not afraid to guide me where she wants me as she shoves her tongue into my mouth.
Holy shit.
I think I’m in love with her.
Can incubi experience love?
Yeah, we must be able to.
I know that solely because I’ve got heart eyes for Hazel.
She’s so snug it takes my breath away, but she’s unbothered by the tight fit, bouncing over my swollen cock and kissing the hell out of me.
Her pussy leaks around my shaft, and I finally get my shit together.
My claws dig into her arse, lifting and dropping her with more force.
It’s a surreal experience to be so overloaded that I don’t know what to do with myself. Sensing her arousal and desire short circuits my system, and I’m usually very good at staying grounded.
Hazel’s tongue teases around mine as she whimpers into the kiss, and her teeth scrape over my lower lip. How I ache to bite her sexy little arse so she can never escape.
Fuck.
That’s something that should be discussed and agreed to.
“You’re so hard.” She moans against my lips.
Hazel fucks me into the wall like she’s using me to get herself off. Normally, the thought would make my skin crawl, but everything is different with her.
She’s gorgeous and completely lost to her pleasure. She pulls back from our kiss, and her head falls, letting her long dark hair stream down her back.
I slap her swollen nub with my tail, praying it helps get her there. Squeezing my arse cheeks does nothing to help the violent wave of bliss that rips through me.
“Come on, Hazel. It’s time for you to come for me,” I choke out.
It’s a damn gift when her inner walls lock down as my shaft swells. She gets so loud, I’m sure the audience downstairs can hear every bit of her orgasm, but that just makes the entire experience even hotter as I empty inside her.
The way her tits bounce as she grinds over me, milking out every drip of my hot cum seems to short circuit my brain. The next thing I know, I’m pulling her off me and spinning her around as my wings spread wide.
I plant her hands on the railing that lines the glass half-wall that looks out over the club and tuck her feet around my backside. Using my tail, I flip up the back of her dress and tease my hands over the globes of her arse.
“Ready for fast and dirty?” I ask, my voice coming out as a low rumble. “My turn to use you.”
Hazel whimpers, shimmying her hips and nodding while she peeks at me over her shoulder. Yeah, it’s definitely time to fuck her all over again.
I use my tail to guide my crown to her dripping core and slam inside her. Her scent sits heavy in the air, and it doesn’t make my head any clearer as I shove my cock deeper on every thrust.
“Your arse is fucking killing me,” I growl. “Such a pretty little fuck doll. Taking every inch of my cock. Completely at my mercy.”
