Page 100 of Outlaw Witch

“Silver,” he warns, but I just smirk up at him.

“Taking care of you, remember?”

I sink to my knees and give in to the impulse that’s plagued me since I first walked in here. Wrapping my hand around his thick length, my mouth waters as I pump a couple of times and he lets out another delicious groan.

“Fuck,” he whispers. “Don’t judge me okay, it’s been a long time and I think that is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”

I take the head of his cock into my mouth and moan at the mild taste of cinnamon. I’ve never sucked off a mage before, but I’ve heard all sorts of rumors about the kinds of shit they get up to. Witches are known for their orgies, which tend to result in a confused parental situation when the female witches play fast and loose with birth control and wind up pregnant. Mages, though, are known for having all sorts of hidden tricks. Like being able to modify the taste of their cum with a rune or spell.

Something I’m happy to be on the receiving end of.

I take him deeper, swirling my tongue and moaning as the taste of cinnamon floods my mouth. Sucking and lapping at his hard cock, I jerk him off with one hand and slowly work my other hand down my own body. Glancing up at his face, I see Fabian watching me with feral intensity. His eyes are darting from my mouth to my tits, down to where my hand is now playing with my clit.

“Ffffuuuck.”

I continue to take him deeper until his fat cock hits the back of my throat. Swallowing around the tip, his hips jerk forward and he lets out another curse. I inwardly grin, loving how thoroughly unraveled he looks with his cock down my throat. I keep on massaging my clit, spreading the obscene wetness around and writhing my hips until I’m fucking my hand in time with Fabian’s thrusts down my throat.

It doesn’t take long before our movements are frantic as we both desperately careen toward sheer fucking bliss. Tingles spread across my body as I come hard, just as Fabian swells and shoots his delicious cum down my throat. I swallow before greedily lapping at his cock head and then grin up at him as he cradles my jaw reverentially.

“Holy. Fucking. Shit. You are amazing.”

I grin at him, slowly rising to my feet and feeling the burn as my blood rushes there. Fabian then pulls me into another kiss, one that’s slow and tender.

He pulls back slightly, resting his forehead against mine. “Thank you for that. Can I—”

I shake my head. “That was just for you. Now I’m going to clean you up and then I thought maybe we could go get a coffee or something. What do you think?”

“Sounds good.” He beams a goofy grin down at me that has me smiling back at him just as goofily.

I return to methodically soaping him up all over, while Fabian focuses on pulling my shirt and pants off and returns the favor. We slowly soap each other up, grinning at one another like fools. Once we’re done, I get out of the shower and wrap myself in a towel, holding out another for him. Fabian slowly gets out and dries himself off and I can see his legs are shaking slightly already.

My chest squeezes. Something tells me he’s not up for making the trek out of the building.

“On second thoughts, how about we head upstairs for a bit? We can watch a movie in my apartment and I’ll get some coffee and cake delivered.”

I’m already telepathically contacting Ember to ask him to do a quick drop off. Fabian wraps his arms around me and buries his face in my wet hair, sucking in a deep breath like he’s inhaling my scent.

He gives me a smile that has butterflies taking flight in my belly. “Whatever you want to do, I’m yours.”

Now, why do I like the sound of that so much?

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