Witches of Three: Charlene

Witches of Three: Charlene by Temple Hogan

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Authors: Temple Hogan
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worse.” His voice had gotten husky, causing her to shiver. “I’ll need your help, though.” He clicked on the bedside table and stared down at her with eyes gleaming with passion.
    “I’ll do everything I can.”
    Her playful tone had disappeared, and she heard her own voice smoky with desire. Her body was alive with need for him, her crotch already damp and ready. She shifted on the bed, so she was on her back. She wanted him to touch her in all the secret places he knew about. She wrapped one hand around his hard, hot shaft and thought she might not last long enough for him to caress her. She was ready to erupt, but she held back.
    Nick took his cue from her, and his long fingers plunged along her slit, brushing against her clit with a touch that nearly lifted her off the bed.
    “I changed my mind,” she whispered. “I need you inside me right now.”
    He chuckled deep in his throat.
    “What you need, lady, is a thorough caressing followed by the deepest, hardest fuck you’ve ever had.”
    His hands caressed her crotch so she writhed on the bed. Just when she thought she couldn’t take any more, he dipped his head and took a nipple between his teeth, rolling it slightly so she felt a sensation bordering on pain, except it wasn’t. It was a glorious assault on her senses, and she gave herself up to it. He caressed her clitoris with his fingers until she felt as if she were about to come.
    “Enough,” she whispered then repeated louder and more insistent as he continued to touch and play.
    His long finger dipped inside her, gathering moisture from her arousal. He laughed softly.
    “Lady, you are so easy,” he whispered.
    She was too busy to retort. Her climax rushed toward her from some dark, shadowy place that surrounded her, and she didn’t want to come without him.
    “Let it go,” he urged her and increased his pressure and the friction on her clitoris, so she couldn’t have stopped its coming if she’d wanted to, and she no longer wanted to.
    She gave herself to a force greater than she had ever known, shrieking with completion and when it was past and she lay quivering and replete, Nick touched her again and the whole cycle started over again.
    His tongue lapped up her cream and carried it onto his tongue to her. She tasted herself and was startled at her own sweet flavor. She knew his taste, now she knew hers, and the thought was erotic beyond anything she could imagine. His tongue laved her swollen clitoris with renewed vigor. Off and on, off and on again, until she was once again arching her body, spreading her knees wide. Waves of desire swept upward from her crotch, claiming her whole body. Nick’s touch was relentless, and she never wanted him to stop. She felt the climax coming, but like before couldn’t stop it even had she wanted to, and again, she didn’t. Nick had urged her to give up her inhibitions, to stop playing nice, to go without him, and now she gave way to the wave of spasms that claimed her. This one was harder than the first, more intense so she felt her body convulse. Someone was screaming, but she pushed it aside. Whoever needed her now would have to wait. She was helpless to stop what was happening to her.
    Nick rose above her and pushed his cock into her tightly clenched vagina. Muscles clamped down even harder at the feel of his hot flesh against hers. With one smooth thrust, he entered her, and her body opened to him. He moved against her with a purpose she thoroughly embraced. Tiredness settled over the edges of her awareness, but she pushed it away. Not yet. Just one more climax, one more surrender to the roaring passion that drove her mad with completion. This time with Nick inside her. She felt his slim hips undulate, his powerful thighs push his cock like a song within her. They came together, giving full voice to the explosive conclusion. Falling back against the bed, they fell asleep in their sweat.
    When she woke, the sun was streaming through her window and

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