I feel like continuing last night’s offering. You can consider this a segueway into Greed if you’d like. The lovers in this tale are very Greedy, even if it’s Lust driving them…
His fingers traced the lace that ensconced her hips, tracing the pattern down to the v between her legs. He pressed gently, listening to her gasp. He dug his fingers in slightly, allowing the material of her panties to trace against her clit. “I can’t believe I need you so badly. You have bespelled me…” he breathed, his breath ghosting over her nipple.
“Not on purpose…” she whispered, thrusting against his hand. He responded by sliding the material out of the way and allowing his fingers to trace over the nub exposed. She groaned at his touch.
“Witch…” He murmured, sucking her nipple into his mouth before lightly biting down with his teeth. She cried out.
“More!” she said, her fingers coming up and digging into his hair. He grunted, continuing his ministrations to her nipples while his fingers continued to stroke her. He moved his fingers away from her nub and into her heat, pumping them in and out a few times. Her legs began to shake thanks to his ministrations and he smiled, flicking his tongue over her hardened nipple as his teeth worried the tip.
Her hips rolled against him as he continued to stroke her, his thumb beginning to rub at her centre. She gasped, feeling that delicious tightness begin deep inside. “Come for me…” he hissed, working her faster. With a keening cry, she let go, her body spasming against his hand. He withdrew his fingers as she slumped against him, bringing them to his lips and licking them. She inhaled, trying to keep herself steady against him. “Enjoy that?” he almost-purred.
“Mmm.” She murmured, pressing herself against him fully. She let her hands trail down to the bulge in his pants, stroking him through the material. Teasing her fingers up his length, she began to fiddle with his belt. “Happy to see me?” she quipped, a languid smile alighting on her face.
He groaned. “Always.” She chuckled softly, opening his belt and playing with the buttons on his pants before undoing them and sliding them down with his boxer-briefs. He kicked them off as her hand began to stroke him. She looked up at him through her lashes, before gently pushing him back against the bed. He laid back at her non-verbal commands, and she slid down his body to take him into her mouth, flicking her tongue over his hardness. One of his hands gripped her head, the other grasping for her hands.
She allowed him to grab her hand for a few moments, flicking her tongue over his velvety soft skin. She ran it from tip to sack, taking the sack into her mouth and sucking gently. “You are so good at this…” he groaned. She smiled, flickering her tongue over the flesh in an intricate pattern before moving her mouth back up to him. She slid her mouth down his shaft, pausing every so often to allow for her gag reflex to accommodate his length. Once she was satisfied at how deep he was, she began to work her mouth against him, her hand gently playing with the skin that wasn’t ensconced in the warm wetness of her mouth. His hips began to twitch, thrusting into her mouth. She felt him begin to get thicker in his mouth, and he groaned once. “I’m… coming…” he gasped out between breaths. He released into her mouth, and she swallowed quickly, drawing him out of her mouth after the twitching had subsided. She traced her tongue along his softening length. She flicked her eyes up to him where he sat, watching her, lust still in his eyes.
“Come here…” he whispered, pulling her onto the bed with him and kissing her gently on the lips. He traced a line down from her lips against her throat, and down across her breasts, circling one of her nipples. He followed the pattern his finger took, looking up at her. “I’m going to worship you all night, my witch…” he murmured, sucking her nipple into his mouth.