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“Hmm. That’s not very convincing, Kitten.” Grabbing her ass, I ground my hips against her, earning me a small whimper.
Fuck. The little mewling noises she made drove me crazy enough. I wanted to hear them change to screams.
Unfortunately, they were replaced by a gasp when the swing creaked loudly again from our movement. It was probably best we moved inside before we got dropped on our asses. The citronella candles keeping the mosquitoes away were almost all burnt out too, and I preferred to be the only one feasting on my little kitten.
I slid my hand into her hair, pulling it back to expose the curve of her throat to me. “Tell me what you want.”
Sybil wasn’t one to shy away. She met my gaze, her tongue darting out to lick her lips that were somehow still red from her magical lipstick. I was almost disappointed she wouldn’t be leaving it all over my cock later, but the thought was lost with her next words.
“Fuck me, Zayn. I want you to fuck me.”
Chapter 13
Sybil
Iwaslovingeverysecond of making Zayn lose control. He’d been driving me mad with his kisses, and it was time I gave back as good as he’d given me.
He shoved himself off the swing, which gave one last creak of protest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his hips. His strong hands grasped my ass, supporting me as he made his way back in through the side door.
We didn’t make it to my room. We didn’t even make it to the living room. He leaned against the kitchen counter as I slid down him, his hard cock pressing firmly against my belly as it dragged up my body. It felt ready to burst out of his pants. I pulled at my top and bra, which were already sliding off my shoulder, and tossed them behind me, not caring where they landed.
He was hastily shoving his jeans and boxers down his legs, allowing his impressive hard-on to spring out. I licked my lips. I’d been eager to return the favor after our little pre-dinner interlude.
His cock was perfectly shaped, long and thick with a slight upward curve, and it felt heavy in my hands. I licked the drop of precum at the tip before swirling my tongue around the head.
Zayn’s hands threaded into the back of my hair.
“That’s it, Kitten. Open those sexy lips and suck my cock.” He guided my head down.
I opened my mouth and licked around the tip, humming at the desire that flooded my body. I reached a hand down under the waist of my skirt and underwear, and fingered myself, imagining it was Zayn’s cock.
Zayn moved my head up and down, shoving his cock deeper into my mouth until it hit the back of my throat. I gagged a little, but it was so fucking hot, I was creaming myself. I looked up at him and our eyes met, intensifying our connection.
His lips lifted into an evil grin as he watched me. “I wish you were wearing real lipstick that could come off. I want to see it all over me. All over us.”
Oh, Zayn liked that, did he? We didn’t need real lipstick to make a sexy mess. I closed my eyes and mentally cast a spell that would make my magical makeup behave like the real thing.
“Aww, fuck yeah.” His hands tightened in my hair deliciously, his eyes locked on my lips around his cock and the lipstick coming off onto his skin. “That’s so fucking hot.”
His reaction to me was like an aphrodisiac. The more turned on he became, the more I wanted him to fuck my brains out. I pumped his cock with my spare hand, the one that wasn’t deep in myself up to the knuckles, adding the movement to what my mouth was doing, and he groaned again.
He thrust a few more times into my mouth before pulling me up and off him, controlling where I went with his fingers tangled in my hair. I loved it. I loved how much bigger he was than me. I loved how he took control, even though I knew I was the one who really called all the shots.
He released my head to grip my hips. Lifting me up to place me on top of the counter, he slipped my underwear off and hiked my skirt up to my waist. He’d cookedandcleaned and now this? That was something to celebrate. The counter was the perfect height for him to press my knees open and wedge himself between my splayed thighs. He pressed his swollen cock against my pussy.
My lips were wet from my fingers, and he slid against me, the friction making me swallow a moan of pleasure.
“I’m going to fuck you, Kitten. Is that what you want?” he whispered, his breath tickling my ear. “To scream as you come all over my cock?”
I shivered at his dirty words. Zayn had a naughty mouth, and I loved it.
I grasped his head just to have something to hold onto. He trailed hungry kisses across my collar bone, and down to nibble at my breasts. His lips covered my nipple, tugging and licking until it was hard and peaked. He moved to the other side, lavishing attention on the second one.
With his hand supporting my shoulders, he carefully laid me back until I was splayed on the counter.
“Reach above your head,” he ordered, “and grab the opposite edge of the counter. Don’t let go unless I tell you to.”
When I didn’t immediately do as I was told, he pinched a nipple. I gasped. And reached up to grab the edge of the counter.
