“Keep still,” I warned.
He yelped but settled down. I grinned in delight. I was really looking forward to this. He was going to love it. Another new delight to share with him.
“Tap my leg three times if you want me to stop,” I told him.
Waiting until he nodded his understanding was torture. As soon as he finally did, I got to work. Attacking his ass with a flurry of short sharp slaps, alternating cheeks randomly so he couldn’t anticipate. His skin reddened beautifully. He gasped and then whimpered wonderfully. His hips started to thrust as he ground his hard cock against my thighs. He liked being spanked and that knowledge made me very happy. I couldn’t tell which one of us was more aroused.
I paused, rubbing his heated, sensitive skin. He wailed. Slipping a finger into his crack I found his hole. It was wet and open.
“You prepared in the shower?” I asked in surprise.
He nodded weakly, lifting his hips and trying to push against my finger.
“Good boy,” I whispered and slid two fingers into him.
His back arched, and he moaned. A pure carnal sound that I was sure only an incubus could make. I worked his hole to the best of my ability, making sure to rub against his prostate with every stroke, until I had I had a sobbing, desperate sex demon in my lap.
His cock was leaking against my leg. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to make him spill like this or stuff my cock inside him first. My cock protested that it wanted the latter.
It was an excellent idea. I wanted to sink inside him. I wanted us to be joined. Every inch of his skin pressed against every inch of mine. Nothing else would do. I needed to breathe him in until I wasn’t sure where he ended and I began.
Moving swift enough to make him yelp with surprise, I placed him face down on the bed. I wanted to fuck him whilst admiring my handiwork on his ass. A visual feast to go with everything else.
His red backside did look glorious. Shoving his legs apart I appreciated the view some more as I fed him my cock. His moans were like music to my ears. He really wanted me. Needed me. And he took me so well. I thrust into him and he cried out, rising up to meet me.
The feel of him all tight and hot around my cock was bliss. Far, far better than I had anticipated. Somehow every time we made love, it was even better than before. The physical sensations were divine. The knowledge that it was sweet, adorable Jinx that I was driving to such pleasure was ecstasy.
I let him get up on his knees so he could push back against my thrusts better. And push back he did, with a sheer wild abandon that was a sight to behold and a wonderful sensation to receive.
I didn’t want it to end but my orgasm was already building. I could feel it gathering. My thrusts became jerky and uncoordinated, my groans grew louder. Suddenly the moment arrived, bliss and joy cascaded through every nerve ending in my body as happy fireworks exploded in my mind until I was a weak trembling mess.
I collapsed onto my back on the bed, dizzy and breathing like a steam train. Jinx poked a finger into my rib to get my attention. His eyes were hazy and satisfied but he pointed down at his hard cock. I had fed his demon nature but not seen to his physical needs.
“Sorry!” I said sincerely. I wasn’t usually a selfish lover. “You just feel so good baby, I couldn’t help it.”
Baby?I thought to myself in alarm but the way Jinx preened at my praise soon had me distracted. He had every right to be proud, he’d come a long way from the clueless incubus that had first appeared in my bedroom.
“Come sit on my chest and let me suck your cock,” I said.
Jinx grinned as his eyes flashed with excitement. He quickly straddled me as I had suggested. His knees coming to rest on either side of me. Smirking up at him, with what I hoped was a deeply seductive look, I opened my mouth. Jinx sucked in a gratifying breath, leaned forward and fed me his cute cock.
I held his gaze while I sucked him. I loved the taste of him. I loved the soft moans he made and the way his eyes went hazy with his pleasure.
He leaned forward some more, shoving his cock deep into me. The weight of it on my tongue was good. The new angle was brilliant. It meant I could bring my hand up and slide two fingers into his hole.
He cried out and threw his head back. His hips bucked, thrusting further into my mouth then back onto my fingers. He groaned in clear delight and started rocking his hips, forward into my mouth, then back onto my fingers. It felt good for me, I could only imagine how fantastic it felt for him. I could taste his pleasure in the pre-cum that trickled down my throat. I could see it in the way his body arched, and hear it in the carnal noises he was making.
I could have watched him forever, but he came. Hard and gloriously. Spilling in my mouth and clenching around my fingers. I kept going whilst he cried out and spasmed until I was sure I had milked every last drop.
He collapsed breathless, half on top of me, half leaning against the headboard. I pulled him down so he could rest his head on my chest. Then I circled my arms around him and held him close. A wave of affection and tenderness washed over me. It didn’t scare me as much as it should. Jinx was rapidly coming to mean much more to me than an adorable sex demon. And I would not deny it anymore.
Chapter fifteen
WhenIwasawokenby insistent knocking on my door yet again, I groaned. Reluctantly, I opened my eyes to the morning light. Jinx was still half on top of me. He lifted his head from my chest and gave me a sleepy, concerned look.
“It’s just my sister,” I said. “She probably has Daisy with her.”
A slow, delighted grin spread across Jinx’s face. My heart did a full cartwheel inside my chest. How could anyone be so lovely?
