Chapter Forty-Eight
Dylan
This wasn’t supposed to be a seduction. I’d promised myself I would only take care of Allie after what she’d gone through, but her soft pleas and the way her power moved along my cock was stripping away my self-control. Who was I kidding? Self-control was always in short supply when Allie was anywhere near me. By near me, I mean within a ten-mile radius. Still, I had to try to behave, much as it pained me to do so.
“We don’t have to do this,” I said.
“I need to feel someone touching me who doesn’t want to hurt me,” she insisted with a vulnerability that broke my resolve.
I stood and stepped out of the tub to help Allie out. No words were spoken as I wrapped the soft towel around her body and leaned in to kiss her. It wasn’t easy holding myself back when I wanted so desperately to prove she was safe and alive. More than that, I wanted this to be nothing like the attack at SpellBinders. I wanted this to be gentle, and I wanted to prove to her how much she meant to me.
Allie moaned, and her hands gripped my shoulders as her tongue stroked mine.
“Are you sure?” I asked, pulling back to study her face. “We don’t have to do this tonight if you aren’t ready.”
Allie’s answer was to open the towel and let it drop to the bathroom floor. When she looked behind her at the bathroom counter, I shook my head, knowing she could see it in the mirror.
“Why not?” she asked. “It’s the right height.”
“You don’t need a quickie on my bathroom counter,” I said, lifting her in my arms and carrying her back to the bedroom, where I laid her gently on the bed.
“How do you know what I need?” she challenged, but I saw the teasing sparkle in her eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she really was going to be okay.
“It’s my job to know what you need,” I said as I climbed onto the bed and began kissing up the inside of her leg, starting at her ankle. When I reached her pussy, I could see she was ready for me, just like always, and I loved that. My tongue swirled lightly around her clit as I savored her sexy little whimpers and the way her hips rolled against my mouth. Pulling back, I looked at her until she met my eyes. “I’m going to make you come now,” I said, eliciting a little moan from her. “Is that what you want?”
“Please, make me come, Dylan,” came her ragged reply.
My tongue moved along her clit in long strokes before settling into the circular motion I knew she liked best. I could taste the increase in her arousal as she came closer to climaxing, and I slid two fingers inside of her, curling them until I hit just the right spot to send her over the edge. As her tight pussy spasmed around my fingers, I wanted nothing more than to slide up her body and feel her pulsing around my dick, but I stayed there, watching her, savoring the beauty of her release and the knowledge that I could bring her to orgasm in less than a minute. She was my witch, whether she was ready to admit it or not, and I was hers in every way imaginable.
Moving up her body, I kissed her lips softly and reached over to the bedside table for a condom. “Ready for more?” I asked, watching her sexy, sleepy eyes blink at me. “Or are you already worn out?”
I was surprised when Allie pushed me onto my back and straddled me as she snatched the condom from my hand. “It seems I’m always ready for more of you,” she said as she took the condom from its package and slid it down my hard cock. The woman’s hands on me were nearly enough to make me come.
“Careful or I won’t last very long,” I warned.
“Then I guess you’ll just have to finish me with your mouth again after we’re done,” she said with a sweet smile as she slid down my shaft.
“Fuck, woman!” I groaned. “How is it that I’m dying to have you ride me and dying to pull you up so you’re straddling my face at the same time?”
“Because you’re insatiable,” she said.
“Only with you,” I murmured as I watched her slide up and down my dick—a sight so fucking hot I couldn’t tear my eyes away from our joined bodies.
Each time Allie lifted up, she tightened her inner muscles, making me struggle to avoid coming. It was torture—the kind of torture that could make me beg for more. I licked my fingers and reached forward to stroke her clit gently, knowing it would still be overly sensitive from her recent orgasm, but she pulled my hands away.
“Not this time,” she admonished with a playful smile. “I like the idea of you taking care of me after I’m done driving you insane.”
“Allie,” I groaned as she clamped down even tighter on my cock, which was now twitching inside of her. This was her show, and I let her take charge, giving myself to her completely.
Her body moved against mine, making it hard to focus on anything other than the pleasure she was giving me. Still, I needed her to come with me. “Let me bring you over the edge with me,” I pleaded, lifting my hips off the bed to meet her as she slid down my cock.
“Behave or I’ll stop,” she warned with a determined smile. Her cheeks were flushed, and her breathing was rapid. There was no doubt in my mind she was getting off on this. She was loving being in control of my orgasm as I so often was hers, and that’s when I completely gave myself over to her, letting her set the pace and bring me to the edge, and then slowing down until my orgasm was further away.
“Should I let you come?” she asked in a husky voice, which proved how hot this was getting her.
“I can’t take much more of your teasing, woman,” I gritted out, fighting the urge to grip her hips and slam into her.
Placing her hands on my chest, she slid up and down my dick fast until I came so hard I was sure I’d die from pleasure overload. After my brain finally started working again, I found Allie watching me.
“I love seeing you come,” she purred.
“The feeling’s mutual,” I rasped out. “Now, get your ass up here. I’ve only given you one orgasm tonight, and I don’t want you to start thinking I’m neglecting your needs.”