Page 15 of Spice
I hover over Willow, my cock teasing her entrance, still slick with her wetness and my cum. Her hips buck up, trying to draw me in, but I resist, grinning at her impatience. I want to savour this, savour her. I want to draw out every gasp, every shiver, every desperate plea.
“Ezra,” she groans, trying to pull me closer. I chuckle and lean down to nip at her earlobe.
“Patience, little witch,” I murmur, my voice a husky growl. “I’ll give you what you need. Eventually.”
She whimpers, her hips writhing, seeking more friction. I give it to her, sliding my cock along her slit, coating myself in her. In us. The sensation is exquisite, sending jolts of pleasure searing down my spine. Her magic, wild and untamed, pulses around us, responding to our connection.
“You feel that?” I ask, my lips brushing against hers. “That’s your magic, Willow. It’s responding to me. To us.”
She nods, her eyes wide and glazed with desire. “I want you to step into that power. Claim it. Own it. It’s yours. It’s always been yours.” I capture her mouth in a deep kiss, my tongue tasting, exploring, claiming. She moans into my mouth, her body arching against mine.
I break the kiss, trailing my lips down her neck, nipping and sucking at the delicate skin. She shudders beneath me, her hips grinding against mine. I groan as I slide the head of my cock over her prettily swollen clit, circling, teasing.
“Ezra,” she gasps, her voice a desperate plea. “Please. I need… I need you inside me.”
I smile against her skin, my cock throbbing at her words. “Say it again,” I demand. “Tell me what you need, Willow.”
“Fuck me, Ezra,” she begs, her voice a breathy moan. “Please, I need you inside me.”
Her words send a surge of lust through me, and I’ve suddenly had enough teasing. I position myself at her weeping entrance, my cock jerking in anticipation of getting back inside her. I lean down, capturing her mouth in another hot, deep kiss as I slowly, slowly push into her.
The moment I feel her tight, wet heat surrounding the head of my cock, I can’t hold back anymore. I slide deep, feeling her used cunt stretch around me. Her eyes flutter closed, her mouth opening in a silent cry of pleasure. I start to move, my thrusts slow and deep, each one sending waves of sensation through me. Through both of us.
This isn’t about the ritual anymore. This is about us, about the connection we share. Her magic is like a living thing, wrapping around us, binding us together. I lean down, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss as I continue to fuck her, our bodies moving in perfect sync.
Goddess, nothing has ever felt as good as Willow wrapped around me, clinging to me, writhing beneath me. Nothing. And nothing ever will. I know that with shocking clarity.
Willow’s hands grip my shoulders, her nails biting into my skin. She’s getting close, her breathing jagged, her pussy rippling around me, her magic building. I pick up the pace, my thrusts becoming harder, faster. Her cries of pleasure fill the room,driving me wild. She makes me feel animalistic, like a beast in a rut.
Willow’s body arches beneath me, her breasts pressing against my chest as I drive into her, hard and deep. Her nails rake down my back, leaving trails of fire that only serve to spur me on. She moans, her eyes fluttering closed as I hit a particularly sensitive spot. She tightens around me, her body trembling as she gets closer to the edge. I want to push her over, want to feel her come undone around me.
“You’re so fucking tight, Willow,” I murmur, my lips brushing against her neck. “So wet. You’re taking my cock so well, like you were made for me.” I bite at her earlobe. “I’m going to fuck you so deep and so often that you’re going to feel like something’s missing when I’m not buried inside you.”
Her breath hitches, her hips bucking up to meet mine as she moans, senseless words falling from her lips.
“That’s it, little witch,” I say against her lips. “Come for me. Let me feel you come all over my cock.”
Just as she comes, her body convulsing around me, magic rips around us. It’s like a vortex, a whirlwind of power that lifts us up, spins us around, and then—
POOF.
Suddenly, we’re in the kitchen. Naked, mid-thrust, on the cold tile floor. Willow shrieks, her eyes wide with shock. I can’t help it—I burst out laughing. It’s the first time I’ve truly relaxed, the first time I’ve felt this light, this free. The sound of my laughter echoes through the kitchen, filling the room with a joy that’s been missing for far too long.
Willow’s laughter is a melody that wraps around me, pulling me in, making me want to bury myself deeper inside her in every way possible. I help her off the cold kitchen floor, my hands gripping her supple ass, lifting her onto the counter. Her legs wrap around me, heels digging into my back, urging me closer.
“You think I care where we are?” I murmur I position myself at her entrance. She’s so wet, so ready, her pretty pink pussy swollen and glistening with our combined arousal. I slide into her with one thrust, filling her completely. Her back arches, a gasp escaping her lips as I hit that spot deep inside her that makes her gush around me.
I don’t hold back this time. I fuck her hard, each thrust shaking the cabinets behind us. Dishes rattle, the fridge swings open, and the stove flickers to life, but we don’t care. We’re lost in each other, our bodies slick with sweat, our breaths coming in ragged gasps.
“Ezra,” she moans, her voice a desperate plea. “More. I need more.” Fucking hell, I will never get enough of hearing her moan my name in that breathy, needy voice.
I give her more. I give her everything. I fuck her like I’ve never fucked anyone before, like she’s the air I need to breathe, the magic I need to survive. I lean down, needing my mouth on her. Our tongues tangle, our breathing ragged, our bodies moving in perfect harmony.
“Come for me, Willow,” I demand, my voice a husky growl. “Let me feel you come all over my cock again. Milk me fucking dry, little witch.”
And she does. Her body convulses, her pussy clamping down on me as she screams my name. Her orgasm triggers my own, and I come with a roar, my cock pulsing inside her, filling her with more of my seed. Magic explodes around us again, and—
POOF.
