“I’m not sure,” Cece said. “I could do some more research into it if you’re interested.”
“I was just curious,” he said.
“Anyway, I feel like this is another instance of me using you, so if you want to use a condom, I understand,” Cece said. “You might have to hold me down so I don’t rip it off of you before we have sex, though.”
He grinned. “Baby, I am happy to hold you down, but not for condom related reasons.”
She flushed bright red, giving him a shy look that sent another rush of blood straight to his dick. “Is that something you like to do?”
“Sometimes,” he said. “But only if it’s something you want, too.”
She chewed on her bottom lip. “Honestly, I’m not sure. I don’t have much prior experience, and the partners I did have… I was often self-conscious, I didn’t always come, and overall, I don’t think the sex was that great for my partner or me.”
Her eyes suddenly widened, and anxiety replaced her lust. “Sex with you is amazing, though. I promise. I’m not, like, faking my orgasms or anything like that. I really enjoyed last night and this morning and -”
“Little witch, take a breath.” He reached over and pulled her up against him before brushing his mouth against hers.
As the scent of wildflowers washed over him again, she gave him a nervous look. “It’s good for you, right?”
“So fucking good,” he said. “And it isn’t just because of the magic.”
He brushed his mouth against hers again, this time letting his lips linger until she made a soft moan and opened her mouth. He licked her upper lip lightly.
“The magic is nice,” he breathed against her mouth, “but what makes it so good is your gorgeous breasts with their pretty nipples, the taste of your sweet cunt, and how well it takes my cock.”
“Oh God,” she moaned, her hands gripping his arms as she squirmed against him.
He kissed her throat, nuzzling her soft skin as another hit of her magic flooded his system. “Would you like me to eat your pussy again, little witch?”
Her breath was coming in hot little pants against his neck, and she made another soft moan before, her voice muffled against his skin, she said, “Can I suck your cock first?”
His hands tightened on her hips, and hot desire mixed with Cece’s magic rushed through his veins. “Oh, fuck yes.”
CHAPTER 35
Briggs groaned when Cece reached down to cup his cock through his sweatpants. She gave him a look that was part smug, part surprised. “You’re hard already.”
“Baby, it’s more surprising when I’m not hard around you.”
She giggled. “You’re so good for my ego.”
She kissed him, sliding her tongue between his lips and exploring with a sweetness that made him ache for more.
“Should we go to the bedroom?” she asked, licking her kiss swollen lips.
He shook his head. “Not until we relocate some of the plants.”
“God, I’m sorry,” she said, glancing at the plants she’d brought downstairs earlier.
“Don’t be,” he said. “It’s not that big of a deal.”
She helped him remove his shirt, and he returned the favour, pulling off her hoodie and her t-shirt, inhaling sharply when he realized she wasn’t wearing a bra. He immediately cupped her breasts, leaning over to suck on her nipples as she arched her back and sank her hands into his hair.
The scent of fresh green grass washed over him as images of dense forests flashed through his brain. He released her nipple with a soft pop, kissing his way up her chest to her throat and tracing his tongue along her soft skin to her ear.
“When we’re together, do you see - oh fuck, baby, that feels so good,” he groaned when Cece slipped her hand into his sweatpants and wrapped her soft fingers around his dick.
She stroked him firmly, tracing the head with her thumb and smearing the precum that spurted from it across his skin. “Do I see what?”
