Page 129 of Dancing With Demons

Lips parting—rough, breathy pants escaped me as I swirled my lips around the tip, painting my mouth with his precum.

“Do I taste good?”

“Delicious,” I purred, licking the tip. With that, I descended on his cock and swallowed it to the hilt. I was done playing games. I wanted him inside me—now.

His teasing turned to ragged groans fast. “Fuck’s sake, Charlotte, you’re amazing. What the fuck were you doing in the mortal world all this time, girl? I wasted over two hundred years of my existence without you.”

I giggled as I bobbed on his cock, sucking hard until my cheeks caved in. He slid in and out of my mouth like a lollipop, but twice as sweet.

“You’re perfect,” he gruffed, tangling in my hair. “I’ll destroy Lucifer for you. I’ll burn down all of hell if that’s what you want. Just say the word.”

I released him with a pop. Rising up, I kissed him until we were both panting for more. “No talk of murder or world domination. Right now is all about you and me.”

Moving up his body, I swung my legs around, and positioned his head between them. His fingers went to work immediately.

“Uh, yes,” I breathed, tugging on him almost frantically. His palm slap, slap, slapped against me as he fingered my pussy—making sounds as deliciously dirty as it felt.

Grasping my thighs, Ronin firmly pulled my ass down.

I cried out when his tongue flicked my clit. Trying to stay focused, I swallowed him again, working doubly hard to milk his cock. His grunts and clenched thighs told me I was doing a good job.

Our moans filled the room. The feel of him fingering my pussy, sucking my clit, and stretching my mouth banished all traces of the anger and resentment lingering between us. We’d both gone too far. We both said and did things that hurt each other, and then denied that pain by justifying it was necessary. But in the end, we found our way back to each other, and not because of fate.

But because we simply refused to be apart.

I felt him tighten beneath me, and knew what was coming. Lifting my head, I stroked faster—strangling his cock without mercy. Ronin bucked, grunting his release as hot ropes of cum painted my face and tongue.

“Ahh, fuck,” he cried hoarsely, going limp beneath me.

“We’re not done yet.” I dropped down on him, wiggling my ass on his face. Ronin let out a low, satisfied growl—spurring me on. “Stick out your tongue.”

I rocked back on my new favorite seat, grinding my pussy on his tongue. Ronin traveled up my thighs, skating over my stomach, and covering my breasts. Squeezing, pinching, rolling my sensitive nubs between his soft, princely hands. Bursts of electricity spread through me, making me shudder with each tweak. “Oh, gods, that’s good,” I gasped. “Hera knows why you thought you had to cheat your way through the twenty-five-minute challenge.”

A chuckle vibrated through my core. Ronin’s tongue probed me, finding the loveliest spot to explore. My body started moving on its own. Balancing on my toes, I bounced on his face, impaling my pussy on his tongue.

Up, down, up, down—cries and moans came from me that I didn’t know someone could make. Primal, wild grunts that shed the last of my inhibitions.

I came so hard, I fell off his face and landed flat on mine, shaking and shuddering as my orgasm shattered me to pieces.

Ronin lifted me up, settling me on his lap—facing him.

“Hi,” he whispered, smiling.

I grinned like a loon right back. “Hi.”

Tipping my chin, Ronin captured my lips. I melted as our tongues tangled.

Ronin kissed me slow and deep, scrambling my mind and tossing the remains of my self-control out the door.

I broke away gasping. No more playing around. I couldn’t wait a second longer.

Reaching between us, I held him steady as I guided myself down—filling myself to the brim with Ronin, Ronin, Ronin.

In perfect unison, we started bouncing, thrusting, pumping, and fucking—leaving the sweet and soulful lovemaking for the elderly couple we’d be in sixty years.

My eyes rolled up in my head as I bounced on his lap, feeling his pearls hitting all the right places at once. It felt so good I couldn’t think straight. My brain was melting into a puddle. The only thought it could get out was more, more, more.

“Ahh, yes, Ronin, harder!”