lips and tongue. His cock throbbed in her
hands, and she fumbled for his zipper. She got it open, pulled at his underwear
and, finally, it was free.
“Let me…” she said, pulling back so she could see her prize.
“Ah, yes.” She leaned forward, intent on taking it in her mouth.
“Wait,” said Jeff. “Let’s take the rest of our clothes off.
It’s high time we actually got naked together.”
“I—” Leonore almost argued that she had something she wanted
to do first, but suddenly laughed. He was right. They’d had sex twice without
removing more than her panties. And she wanted to see his body. All of it. She
released him, then reached behind her back to unhook her bra. She straightened
to unzip the long skirt she was wearing and realized Jeff was standing
stock-still.
“You’re not undressing,” she said, as she slithered out of
the skirt. “And it was your idea to get naked.”
He broke out of his trance. “You’re right. It was. I was
temporarily frozen in awe. Forgive me.” He stepped out of his trousers— when
had he gotten barefoot ?—and started unbuttoning his shirt. When he finally
got it off, Leonore was treated to an expanse of chest that was truly worth the
wait. She stared.
Now it was Jeff’s turn to laugh. “We’re standing here
staring at one another like a couple of virgin teenagers who’ve never seen a
member of the opposite sex naked before.”
Leonore felt herself blush. “I’ve seen plenty of naked men
before. But I’m not sure I’ve seen one quite so…” Perfect.
“So what?” Jeff stepped closer, and Leonore felt his breath
on her forehead.
“Never mind. You’ll get a swollen head. Oops!” She grasped
his cock in her hand and squeezed lightly, making him gasp. “Looks like you’ve already
got one.”
“Careful,” he breathed. “You don’t want this to be over
before we even get started.”
“Oh, I’ll be careful,” Leonore replied. “I—”
She got no further because his mouth closed over hers.
Instantly, her magic swelled like a rising tide, rushing to all points of
contact as he pulled her body against his. She managed—just—to keep at it
within the confines of her skin, but she tingled at every spot where they
touched.
Leonore pulled her head back, gasping, and his lips began to
move over her throat. She ran her hands up the sides of his back, appreciating
the feel of powerful muscles rippling under smooth skin. Maybe if I
concentrate on giving pleasure, I’ll have a better chance at keeping my magic
under control.
She pushed lightly at his chest, and he looked at her,
questioning.
“Here,” she said, moving so that the two of them would
rotate until the bed was at his back instead of hers. “Lie back. And give me
one of those plates of crème brûlée while you’re at it.”
“I think I see where you’re going with this,” said Jeff,
spreading himself backward on the bed and reaching toward the nightstand where
the desserts sat. “And I like it.”
“Oh, you’re going to more than like it.” Leonore took the
plate from Jeff and set it on the floor next to her feet, then sank to her
knees and dipped a finger into the still-warm custard. She grasped his cock in
her other hand and spread the creamy substance over the head and down the top
of the shaft. Jeff groaned.
“That feels—” His words were cut off as she started to slowly
lick up the sweet confection. She pulled the head into her mouth, applying just
a little more pressure than was needed to clean it of the last drops.
“I think I need a little more dessert,” she said, and began
dipping and applying a second helping. This time, she let her lips glide a
little farther down, pulling more of his cock into her mouth and toward the
back of her throat. Jeff shuddered and moaned.
“Mmm,” purred Leonore. She was thoroughly enjoying Jeff’s
reaction. Her magic, although bubbling just below the surface, was staying
easily in check as if it too, was enjoying this
hands, and she fumbled for his zipper. She got it open, pulled at his underwear
and, finally, it was free.
“Let me…” she said, pulling back so she could see her prize.
“Ah, yes.” She leaned forward, intent on taking it in her mouth.
“Wait,” said Jeff. “Let’s take the rest of our clothes off.
It’s high time we actually got naked together.”
“I—” Leonore almost argued that she had something she wanted
to do first, but suddenly laughed. He was right. They’d had sex twice without
removing more than her panties. And she wanted to see his body. All of it. She
released him, then reached behind her back to unhook her bra. She straightened
to unzip the long skirt she was wearing and realized Jeff was standing
stock-still.
“You’re not undressing,” she said, as she slithered out of
the skirt. “And it was your idea to get naked.”
He broke out of his trance. “You’re right. It was. I was
temporarily frozen in awe. Forgive me.” He stepped out of his trousers— when
had he gotten barefoot ?—and started unbuttoning his shirt. When he finally
got it off, Leonore was treated to an expanse of chest that was truly worth the
wait. She stared.
Now it was Jeff’s turn to laugh. “We’re standing here
staring at one another like a couple of virgin teenagers who’ve never seen a
member of the opposite sex naked before.”
Leonore felt herself blush. “I’ve seen plenty of naked men
before. But I’m not sure I’ve seen one quite so…” Perfect.
“So what?” Jeff stepped closer, and Leonore felt his breath
on her forehead.
“Never mind. You’ll get a swollen head. Oops!” She grasped
his cock in her hand and squeezed lightly, making him gasp. “Looks like you’ve already
got one.”
“Careful,” he breathed. “You don’t want this to be over
before we even get started.”
“Oh, I’ll be careful,” Leonore replied. “I—”
She got no further because his mouth closed over hers.
Instantly, her magic swelled like a rising tide, rushing to all points of
contact as he pulled her body against his. She managed—just—to keep at it
within the confines of her skin, but she tingled at every spot where they
touched.
Leonore pulled her head back, gasping, and his lips began to
move over her throat. She ran her hands up the sides of his back, appreciating
the feel of powerful muscles rippling under smooth skin. Maybe if I
concentrate on giving pleasure, I’ll have a better chance at keeping my magic
under control.
She pushed lightly at his chest, and he looked at her,
questioning.
“Here,” she said, moving so that the two of them would
rotate until the bed was at his back instead of hers. “Lie back. And give me
one of those plates of crème brûlée while you’re at it.”
“I think I see where you’re going with this,” said Jeff,
spreading himself backward on the bed and reaching toward the nightstand where
the desserts sat. “And I like it.”
“Oh, you’re going to more than like it.” Leonore took the
plate from Jeff and set it on the floor next to her feet, then sank to her
knees and dipped a finger into the still-warm custard. She grasped his cock in
her other hand and spread the creamy substance over the head and down the top
of the shaft. Jeff groaned.
“That feels—” His words were cut off as she started to slowly
lick up the sweet confection. She pulled the head into her mouth, applying just
a little more pressure than was needed to clean it of the last drops.
“I think I need a little more dessert,” she said, and began
dipping and applying a second helping. This time, she let her lips glide a
little farther down, pulling more of his cock into her mouth and toward the
back of her throat. Jeff shuddered and moaned.
“Mmm,” purred Leonore. She was thoroughly enjoying Jeff’s
reaction. Her magic, although bubbling just below the surface, was staying
easily in check as if it too, was enjoying this
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