Chapter Eight
Dylan
“Keep those beautiful eyes open a little longer,” I coaxed Allie as I rolled her onto her back and slid down her body. I had every intention of following through with my promise to pleasure her with my mouth. The scent of her arousal wrapped around me, and I inhaled deeply as I lifted her legs over my shoulders, wondering if the way her scent drew me to her was a succubus thing. I’d never heard of anything like that, and something told me it was just Allie.
“You don’t have to do that,” Allie told me, with a shy smile.
I wasn’t sure if I wanted to laugh or ask her what kind of idiots she’d been with in the past. While I knew some guys considered going down on a woman just foreplay to get her in the mood, I loved having a woman’s hot pussy spasm around my tongue as she came undone. “Yeah, I know I don’t have to do this, but I want to. I wasn’t happy having to wait to taste your pussy earlier.”
Allie giggled—not the reaction I was looking for by any stretch of the imagination.
“I’m sorry to say this, but you’ve ruined pussy for me,” she said when she saw my confusion. “In fact, I may never be able to hear that word without thinking about the ridiculous ways you used it to win the bet.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “You are nothing like I expected a succubus to be.”
She snorted. “I just let you take me home from a party and have your way with me. That seems like succubus behavior to me.”
“I expected you to be all about pleasure, trying to get me to do more,” I admitted and then realized I sounded like a dick when I put it that way. “I also didn’t expect you to tell me I didn’t need to go down on you.”
“Guys usually figure they have it made when a succubus is involved because it means they don’t have to do much to get us into bed,” she explained. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m a succubus so sex is almost always good. If my partner comes, so do I. Most women aren’t that lucky.”
I had the strong desire to keep Allie in my bed until I’d wiped out the memory of every asshole she’d ever slept with. I only wanted her to remember the pleasure I gave her.
“Let me taste you,” I murmured. The scent of her arousal called to me, threatening to strip away what little self-control I had around this woman.
Slipping my hands under her perfect ass, I lifted her hips off the bed slightly, bringing her up to my mouth. Slowly moving my tongue around her opening, I was rewarded with a needy whimper as she tried to move her hips to get closer. I loved the way she struggled helplessly to get more contact with my tongue as I stroked along the side of her clit before repeating the process on the other side. Her taste was even better than I’d imagined, and I was dying to feast on her and drown in her pleasure.
After mouthing the words to the spell, I blew along her sweet pussy, and she squealed as my unnaturally hot breath moved over her sensitive flesh, licking at her like a dozen tongues.
“What did you do?” she asked on a moan.
“It’s a special spell I created,” I said, giving in to the temptation to flick my tongue across the tip of her clit before sucking it.
“Oh, Dylan,” she moaned as the spell moved along her clit while I sucked it into my mouth. Her taste was so fucking arousing that my dick was already stirring again.
Encouraged by the way she was trying to press closer to my mouth, and the mewling sounds she was making, I continued to lick her clit as the spell’s intensity increased, moving around her clit faster as she moaned and writhed, helplessly caught up in her own intense need. This was the first time I’d tried this particular spell, and I was happy with the results.
I sensed she was close to coming by her frantic whimpers, and I plunged my tongue inside of her, fucking her with it, as the spell continued to work her clit. With her hips thrusting against my face, and her body tightening around my tongue, I was painfully aroused again.
Allie’s sweet release was like nothing I’d ever experienced, and I knew then it could easily become an addiction. Allie screamed and her ass tightened in my hands as her orgasm pulsed around my tongue.
When she finally relaxed, I settled her back onto the bed. My cock was fully erect and dying to be buried inside her again. She looked so peaceful with her eyes closed and that sweet satisfied smile on her face that I wasn’t sure I should disturb her. “I should let you get some sleep,” I said, brushing my lips across hers.
Allie’s lips curled up in a seductive smile, while her eyes still held that dazed, almost sleepy quality. “You aren’t going to make me beg for that wonderfully hard cock of yours, are you?”
I chuckled. “While I do love it when you beg, I’d never deny you my cock.”
“How about if you show me your shower?” Allie asked. “I’m feeling very dirty right about now.”
Quickly climbing off the bed, I grabbed a condom and then scooped Allie up in my arms. “I’m sure you’ll feel even dirtier by the time I get done with you.”
Two hours later, I wasn’t sure I could walk, and Allie looked even more exhausted than I felt. Pulling her against my body, I kissed the top of her head. “Get some sleep, sweetheart. When we wake up, I have big plans for that body of yours.”
“Sounds nice,” was her sleepy reply. “Although, I’m not sure either of us will be in any condition to move from this bed.”
“I don’t mind keeping you in bed all day,” I said, knowing I’d be more than ready to have her again after a little rest. “Of course, we will need to eat. There’s this great place I want to take you for brunch.” I looked at the time. It was already after five. “We may have to make that lunch.”
“Lunch?” she asked sleepily, and I wasn’t sure what to make of her tone. She sounded concerned, but she was asleep before we could discuss it more.
I stayed like that for quite some time, holding Allie close while she slept. I had no idea what was going on between us, but we’d have plenty of time to figure it out when we woke up.