“You sure?” he asked.
“Well, I was under sedation at the time.”
“No, I mean… okay,” he smiled broadly before the two fell into kissing again.
Amber put off removing his gym shorts until he had her in nothing but her panties, wanting to get some sort of parity going before the moment came. Touch alone told her that he wouldn’t disappoint, but more and more she noticed how well they synched as they played. She loved his attitude, his easy manner, and his patience.
He knew how to take it slow. He also knew when to get naughty. The hand that slipped up under her breast to gently knead and stroke her while he hooked his other thumb under her panties proved that.
Such a good catch, she thought approvingly, except…
“I don’t want a long-distance relationship, Jason,” she said in his ear.
He slowed. Her panties didn’t come off. “Wait, is this a one-night booty call?”
“No! No, it’s not that either. Did you think it was?”
“Well, I’ll take what I can get, but it’s not what I want.”
“I live in LA, Jason,” she told him. “I busted my ass to get out of Washington. I need the sun.”
“Is this something we need to work out now?”
“What if it is?” she grinned, plainly not meaning it.
“Fuck it, I can transfer,” he grunted as he tugged her panties free.
Amber sighed at the feeling of his hands all over her hips, welcoming him to go on playing as long as he wanted. Her appreciation grew more vocal as she felt his gentle fingers move between her legs to explore the wet flesh there. He stroked her lips and tenderly probed, drawing out both moans and more welcoming warmth.
Ready to stop fooling around now, Amber pushed him over onto his back and grabbed for his shorts. They came off easily enough, treating her to her first sight of him fully naked. She smiled with approval as she straddled him. “Oops. Look who wound up on top.”
“I can handle that.”
“Sure you can,” Amber said, and then gasped as his hands firmly guided her hips into place. She reached between them to guide his shaft, wanting to tease herself for only a moment more before claiming him.
She’d never felt so beautiful. Other guys had flattered her before, wanting to get where Jason now was, but Amber knew Jason was much more genuine than that. He felt so good within her and looked at her with such affection. Amber lay down on top of him, wanting to feel as much of her partner as possible as he began to move to their mutual pleasure.
“You mean it, don’t you?” she breathed against his ear.
“Huh?”
“Everything.”
“Yeah! I’m just… I’m… not really a talker,” he grinned, pushing into her again with his hands possessively wrapped around her ass.
“Me, neither,” Amber smiled, and abandoned the rest to just enjoy the ride.
* * *
Alex lay on his back, overcome with both fatigue and pleasure. Almost every muscle from his legs to his shoulders all but trembled with exhaustion. His body refused to go completely limp—not when the seductress above him demanded more from him—but where he’d begun with her this morning as a lustful and dominant aggressor, nightfall arrived to find him a helpless but willing victim.
He’d bent her over and had her crying out his name. He’d lain side by side with her and made love until they’d shared whispers and tears. And now he lay underneath the demon, mustering only enough power to push up with his hips as she rode him through another shaky orgasm. Her curse refused to let his sex wane in its potency, but its enhancement of his stamina had limits. Eventually, the mortal had to let the demon take control. He knew only the sight of her beauty and the constant pleasures of her sex. Everything else had been gloriously exhausted to leave them focused on this one ecstasy.
Countless men and women had died with Lorelei like this. He fully understood why. This wasn’t the first time they’d taken one another to extremes. He sometimes caught himself arranging his calendar to allow for this… and, after all that had developed between them and within himself in the last few nights, Alex saw no reason to hold back on that anymore.
Lorelei’s hips gyrated back and forth over his, her fingers lewdly rubbing her labia to enhance the sensations of her climax until they abated. She enjoyed his gaze on her body enough that she turned the lights on when it grew dark. Riding him through this last satisfaction, Lorelei’s eyes opened again with a cool, serene smile. “Thank you for this,” she said.
“Thank you,” he rasped.
“You need water again,” she observed.
“I need you,” he corrected, though his voice remained just as dry.