Page 94 of Dancing in the Dark

“You want to taste, Charlie?” She peeks up at me, smirking her seductress smirk and thrilling in my torment. Reaching between her legs and wrapping my cock in her hand, she holds me in place and lowers, swallowing me up with her hungry pussy and grabbing on until she’s seated all the way to the base. Lifting her hips again, she drives herself back down and takes me to the hilt a second time.

Powerless to the fires of neediness she stokes within me, I grab her hips, my fingers digging in until I know, tomorrow, I’ll see my mark. But she rises again, tut-tut-tutting her disappointment. “You touched.”

“No! I—” I tear the panties from my mouth. “I need to. Fuck. Please.”

“And now you’re talking.” She exhales a disheartened sigh and steals her pussy away so not even the fiery heat of her core warms my skin. “I thought you were a man of impeccable self-control?” Shaking her head, she hooks her hand around the back of my neck and pulls me forward. Bending at the same time, she opens her legs wide and forces my face closer until my punishment becomes my reward.

I fuck her asshole with my tongue and slip two fingers into her pussy. Three fingers. She holds her ankles and gushes into my lap, soaking my sweatpants and crying out at the electricity pulsing through her body, but as I attempt to push my luck and turn three fingers into four, she pulls away and straightens out again.

Pleasure glitters along her thighs. Her calves. Her feet. Her pussy throbs visibly, even in the dark, and as she spins and shows me a face burning with a desperate glow, she takes back her power, backs up to my door, and opens her legs wide enough to give me the perfect view.

“I said I would tell you what to do.” She reaches between her legs and fingers herself. My punishment has arrived. Oh, God. It aches. “I told you what I wanted, Charlie. I told you what you weren’t allowed to do.” She stares at me through hooded eyes, not even fucking blinking, and draws a fresh wave of pleasure from deep inside her soul until it dribbles tantalizingly along her thighs. “You don’t know how to listen?”

I grab my cock, still wet from having her, and squeeze to relieve a little pressure. “Please come back over here. I need to fill you up like my life depends on it.”

“You’re still speaking.” Clicking her tongue, she pushes off my door and saunters closer, those fucking dancer’s hips hypnotizing me into submission. This is how the Pied Piper led those rats to their death. She presses her hand to the center of my chest and nudges me onto my back, then crawling over top, she drags her juicy cunt tormentingly along my cock. My belly. She marks me all the way over my chest, then placing her knees on either side of my head, she stares down at me and lowers.

“Fuckkk.” I lap her up and swallow down her explosive release, grabbing her thighs and pinning her in place, because I’ll die if she pulls away again. Digging my tongue as deep into her pussy as I can reach, I baptize myself in Seraphina Lewis.

I go in one man, and come out someone else entirely.

“Oh, God.” She rides my face and plays with her nipples, grinding demandingly over my lips and trembling each time I use my teeth. She rotates her hips and drowns me in her pleasure, but when I can’t stop myself unless I literally chop my fucking hand off, I reach down and grab my cock.

“Oh, dear.” She stops riding. Stops moving. She’s torturing us both. Twisting away and drawing herself around until her ass is in my face and her hot breath bathes the tip of my cock, she cups my balls and sighs. “You have a serious issue with following instructions, don’t you?” She peeks over her shoulder and smirks. “I could have sworn two years of wanting me would mean you’d do anything to please me.”

“Sera—”

“Anything to ensure this wouldn’t go away.” She takes my cock between her lips and seals her mouth around my length until I swear, I’m gonna lose my soul to her. Cupping my balls and sucking until I feel my release racing toward completion, until I feel the fire and electricity and, for a split second, the way my heart stutters to a stop, she draws me to the edge of insanity and cries out as I palm her ass cheeks and spread her wide.

Her asshole throbs. Her pussy weeps.

“I’m gonna wreck you,” I groan, slipping my thumb into her asshole and bathing in her explosive release. Like a ship sucks things down when it sinks, she sucks me in until I have no choice but to drink and drink and drink. To gorge on her delicious juices and swim in everything she is. “Oh, God.” I flatten my feet on the floor and shove up high, filling her throat until she chokes. “Fuck, Sera!”

This is it. It’s my time. I lower my hips and gather one last burst of energy. My toes curl and my balls ache, but I take comfort in knowing my time has come. I bury my face between her ass cheeks and feast on a roar, then, shoving my hips up, I⁠—

“Nope.” She crawls over my frenzied body and drags her cunt back along the track she’s already made. “I’ve already come a few… three? Four?” She pants. “Five times?” Climbing off my lap, she draws a shaky breath into her lungs. “Maybe next time you’ll listen to my instructions. Maybe then you’ll get to come too.”

“Like fuck.” I dive off my bed and grab her viciously tight around her belly. Twisting back around and tossing her face-down on my mattress, I grab her ankles and yank her closer so only her torso remains on the bed. Her knees touch the floor. Her entire frame lifts and falls as her lungs work triple time to keep up. “Four or five times? Only four or five?” I step between her legs and fist her hair, yanking her back and burying my tongue in her mouth until I taste her. And me. I taste us. I taste the most delicious nectar available in the free world. “I’d say you have another four or five left in you. And then you’ll take my four or five, too.” Releasing her hair and taking her hips, I lift her bottom half clear off the floor so she’s suspended and squealing, then I slam my cock into her tight pussy and push her face into my blankets so her cry doesn’t wake my baby. “No talking.” I smack her ass and hammer deep inside her cunt until I know she’ll still feel me a week from now. “No touching.” I smack her again. “No walking away now.”

35

SERAPHINA

I startle awake in the dark, my eyes snapping open, but my body stock-still. It’s possible we’ve been asleep for six hours. It’s possible we’ve been asleep for six minutes. All I know is Charlie’s insatiable appetite for me didn’t end with the things we did before midnight, because even now, dressed and G-rated, since we both knew a certain five-year-old would wander in before morning, his leg lays heavily over my thighs. His arm, possessively draped across my stomach.

“Fifi?”

My heart stutters and races, movement amongst the shadows kicking my pulse into higher gear. Still, Mia’s tiny feet dart through the room, her excited exhalations the noisiest thing about her. She comes around to my side of the bed, her hot breath hitting my face and, as my eyes adjust to the darkness, her wild smile gleaming with happiness.

“Are you ‘wake, Fifi?”

“Mmhm.” I reach under our blankets and push Charlie’s leg off. I don’t know the rules when it comes to single parents dating someone new, but it feels like a sin having him wrapped around me the way he is while his daughter looks into my eyes. “I’m awake. Are you?”

She giggles and bounces in place. “Uh huh. I peed.”

“Oh…” I peek toward the hallway. “Okay, cool. Do you think you might go back to sleep? I don’t think it’s morning yet.”

“Yeah.” She peels my blankets back without invitation. “I sleep wif my daddy after I pee. He says it’s okay.”