Page 88 of Hexed & Hazy

I move my hands higher, gripping her soft, round breasts. “What about this?”

“Seth…”

My name comes out as a whine, one that elongates when I rub my thumbs over her nipples. This is more than a massage now, and she spreads her legs, giving me all the signals that she wants it to go there.

I smile and push against her shoulder, letting her feel how hard I am. Her hand lifts, grazing against the bulge, and I could nearly come on the spot. But I won’t. Not even when she clumsily undoes my buttons and zipper.

“This is supposed to be for you.”

She lifts an eyebrow. “Then touch me already.”

I grip her wrist and pin it over her head, leaning my face close to hers. “Is that what you want? You want me to touch you?”

She nods.

“Use your words.” I slip my other hand between her thighs, pressing against her heat. “Tell me exactly what you want.”

I still can’t believe I can bring Rowan, usually so shy and keeping to herself, to this—whining and writhing beneath me.

“Finger me,” she says, blowing my mind. “Hard. Touch me. Taste me. Make me come.”

I nod along to each demand, already folding for her. “Hands over your head. Be good, and I’ll give you everything you want.”

Finally, I touch her wetness, dipping my fingers in and teasing her folds—and it’s heaven. The room is dimly lit, but I can see how her eyes widen and grow heavy, how she watches me like I’m deserving of a second of her attention.

I roll my fingers over her clit, over and over, and it’s not long before she’s twitching underneath me. I stay there, standing, and rub my cock against her arm as I work. It’s hot; she’s bare for me while I’m still fully clothed.

But it can’t last much longer. I pull away just to strip down my underwear and climb on top of her, pressing my body against hers. She lets out a sigh, as if my weight is enough to put her at ease.

“I have some ideas about tonight, you know,” I say.

She lifts a brow. “Do you?”

“Mhm.” I grind against her, letting her wet pussy make an imprint all over my boxers. “I brought some toys. Would you be into that?”

She nods, and I take that as a sign to get my bag. I probably overpacked, considering that we’ll be going home early, but when I see the look on her face when I return with the toy, I don’t have any regrets.

“Apparently, a witch charmed this to feel exactly like a mouth.” I show her the tongue-shaped toy. “I thought it could be fun to do a little edging, and then… keep it on you while I fuck you. Would you like that?”

“Yes,” she breathes. “I would like that very much.”

I settle between her legs. “Just like last time, you have to let me know when you’re going to come.” I hold her face. “No lying this time. Deal?”

“Hm… and what happens if I do? Will you spank me again?”

“No. But if you come without permission, I won’t fill your pussy. I’ll fuck your throat instead. Make you swallow every drop. Is that what you want?”

“How terrible…” Her eyes sparkle, and I have a feeling that’s exactly what she wants, but that isn’t what she says. “I’ll be good.”

I turn the toy on the lowest setting and press it to her clit. She twists underneath me, reaching for the blankets.

“It feels so real,” she says, her eyes rolling up.

I turn the setting up. “Mmm. I could come just like this. Just from watching you.”

Her eyes open, and we stare at each other as she wiggles and sighs. I tease her opening with my fingers and plunge two in, fingering her slowly as the toy does its job.

“I’m—”